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*Juliet's POV*
-2 weeks later-
It had already been two weeks. Niall is still in a coma. And I'm still in this hospital. I never left his side. I always feared if I did, his heart monitor would stop, or he'd wake up.
The boys, Matt and Celeste come here every chance they get. And they'll always bring food and a drink for me. It's getting uncomfortable sleeping on this couch, but it's alright.
I'd do anything for Niall. Everyday a nurse would come in and feed him using the IV. The tubes are still in his body, but the one down his throat is gone. Now he has tubes attached to his nose so he'll still be able to breathe good.
I hope he'll wake up. I miss seeing those bright blue eyes. And his amazing smile. And hearing his voice. I miss the feeling of him wrapping his arms around me.
I smiled lightly thinking about him. The first smile in weeks.
"Anything?" I heard a voice say from the door. It was Harry. I shook my head. "What are you gonna do about school?"
I shrugged. "By now i'm probably failing all my classes." I said. "I might as well give up and drop out."
"You know not even we dropped out of school." Harry said.
"Really?"
He shook his head. "Everyone assumed because we're bad ass. But unless you were in school with us, you'd know the truth."
"But still. I should just drop it. The closer and closer I get to going to university. I feel like I would leave." I said. "I don't even know if I want to be this scholar that my parents want me to be. What if I want to be something else?"
"Well what do you want to be?" Harry asked.
"Honestly... I want to be a singer. But I don't know if I'm good. I've never sang in front of anyone." I said.
"Then go for it. It's your life. What you do with it is up to you. Not your parents." He said.
"But I've never had vocal training or anything. What if I really suck?" I asked.
"I can be your vocal coach. And make sure you have a back up plan. Believe me, that shit will come in handy." Harry said.
"You can sing?" I asked.
"Yeah. All of us can." He said.
"I never knew Niall could sing." I said.
"He didn't really tell anyone but us and his former girlfriend." Harry said.
I nodded. "So should I drop school?"
"If you really want to. Like I said. It's up to you." He said pointing at me. I thought about it. Dropping school. My parents would be so disappointed.
But the school year is almost over. It'll take forever to catch up. But what I do with my life is my choice....
I don't know what to do anymore. Damn, I really have to pee! "Hey Harry. I need to use the bathroom. Tell me if anything happens." I said. He nodded.
I got up and quickly made my way to the rest room. I did my business and washed my hands. I took a look at my reflection.
Holy shit. I look awful. Dark, heavy bags, full grey and lifeless eyes, chapped lips, and flat stringy hair. I splashed some cold water on my face.
I walked back into the room. Harry shook his head. I sighed. I took a seat next to Niall's bed. "Please wake up soon Niall. I need you." I said.
--next week--
Third week. still nothing. We were all in his room right now. I was sitting by his bed.
All of us were silent. The tubes were gone from his body now. all there was the one from the IV bag and the one by his nose.
The only sounds being heard was the clock and the constant beeping. it was driving me mad! BEEP BEEP BEEP! Imagine hearing that every single day for three weeks. it's annoying. but it's something I want to keep hearing.
BEEEEEEEEEEP
The line on Niall's heart monitor flattened. a long beep dragged out. "Niall. Niall please! NIALL YOU CAN'T DIE!" I screamed while crying all of us surrounded Niall's bed.
Liam rushed out to get a doctor. "NIALL!" I cried.
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Soz. short chapter! Niall.... Niall is... D'X read to find out what happens after this! And sorry for mistakes. unedited.
TDF: I'm a singer/song writer :)
I have won so many talent shows. I really love singing :)
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