Can You Understand? (1D fanfic)

Chapter 11

It was madness. The news were all over us; the camera men were filling our ambulance. I was freaking out in so many indescribable ways.

"Hayley," Niall whispered. "We're going to be okay, calm down."

"I can't! We could've DIED!"

"We still can." added Niall, pointing to his oxygen mask. He suddenly began to cough.

"No, please just stop." I cried. "I can't take it anymore."

"I'm sorry." He said. He pointed to Lou unconscious on the stretcher. "He's knocked out."

"WHAT?" I cried, lunging forward.

Niall began to cough again. "He...he just passed out onstage. That's all."

I looked at Niall. He was covered in ashes from head to toe. His skin was pitch black, and so was his hair. The same with Louis, and probably myself.

"I'm sorry." I whispered to Niall. Tears began to fall. "This is all my fault."

"No, it's not." explained Niall. "It was ours, we should've been listening to you."

I sighed, and leaned into his chest. I closed my eyes and let the rest of the ride carry me in silence.

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I found myself in the hospital waiting room about ten minutes later. Louis, Zayn, and Liam were taken back to the exam rooms, while Harry, Niall, and I were sitting in the waiting room chairs, being fangirled by the lucky infirmary fans, and called at by the paparazzi.

I sniffed to hold back tears. We were all still messy. "So, what's going to happen now?" I asked.

"Simon's coming." Niall responded. He closed his eyes despite the screaming fans.

I stared at Harry. I was unsure of what to say. "Are you okay?" I finally asked.

"yeah." Harry said, solemnly.

"Here comes Zayn." said Niall. Harry and I turned around to see Zayn walking over to us with a doctor and a bandaged wrist.

I got up and hugged him. "I'm so glad you're okay." I Said.

"He's got a third degree burn on his left wrist, so you're going to need to nurse it for a while." said the doctor from behind.

I cringed at the sound of third degree burn.

"I'm okay now, love." Zayn added, while hugging me back.

I glanced up and saw Liam behind him. He had wraps on his fingers.

"I got some cuts." Liam stated, holding up his hand. "It's not too bad."

Another doctor came with him. "But you need to clean it every day."

"Right."

"Where's Louis?" Harry asked.

Both doctors exchanged glances. "He's under immediate medical attention. We cannot disclose anything else." said one.

"What?!" Harry and I yelled, outraged. "Can we at least see him?" I asked, pleading that he was going to be okay.

"I'm sorry." said one doctor. "But we'll have to see you tomorrow."

We were all silent for a minute. Suddenly, a voice piped up.

"I'm here."

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OMG I left TWO cliffhangers! Is Louis allright? Who piped up at the last second? You'll find out in the next chapter!