The last six

Nine

Niall's POV

"Niall, we're at the hospital. You need to come now." Harry's voice held panicked over the phone.

I didn't bother answering, I just hung up the phone, stuffed it into my pocket and ran to the front door. Slipping on my shoes I opened the door and ran out. I ran over to my car and opened the drivers door. Sliding in I turned the car on and reversed out the driveway. The only thing that I could think of what happened, was that something was wrong with Charlie. Over the last couple of days, she hasn't been well, she's been throwing up and has been really snappy.

As I arrived at the hospital, I parked my car and turned it off. I raced out it and up to the front of the building. I ran up to the front desk where an old lady was sitting.

"Excuse me, what room is Charlie Marten in?" I asked, jumping up and down on the spot.

"Room 218. On the second floor." She smiled, I nodded my head and ran towards the elevator. Immediately it opened and I quickly walked in. Pressing the second floor button, I waited by myself. As I heard the elevator ding, I ran out and turned the corner. As I arrived at her room, I saw all of the boys sitting out the front of her room. Once Liam noticed me, he stood up and walked over to me.

"What happened?" I immediately asked.

"Come and sit down and I'll tell you." He motioned for me to sit down.

"Well first off did you know about the cut on her leg?" He asked.

"Um, no." I responded, worry evident in my voice.

"Well, when she was attacked, they cut her. Since then she's been a bit different. Only these couple of days have I started to notice. I didn't think much of it, until she came in and started to attack me. I stopped her and brought her here. They immediately took her in. I'm not sure what their doing though." He sadly smiled.

I nodded my head and turned to face the boring white wall in front of me. I really do hope that they are able to help her. What would it be like if she was like that for the rest of her life? I can't believe this happened. I did notice something was up, just never suspected anything.

I was interrupted when a nurse in a white coat walked out if her room. We all stood up and walked over to her.

"Are you all friends and family of Charlie Marten?" She questioned.

"Yea." We all replied together.

"Well, she's fine now. We've treated the wound and calmed her down. She's currently on medication to stop her from attacking again. She needs to stay for another couple of days so we can look over her. If you would like you can go and see her, but she is asleep. Oh, only two people are allowed in at a time. I'll inform you if anything happens." She told us as she walked away.

"Niall you can go first. We'll wait out here." Harry smiled.

I smiled back and walked towards her door. Slowly I opened it, seeing her lying there was heartbreaking. I've know her for what a week? I don't know how to explain it, she's different.

I went and sat next to her. I know this sounds creepy, but I just looked at her. She's just so beautiful.

"Ow." She whimpered so quietly I could barley hear her.

My head snapped towards her, as I was looking to the ground. Her head was moving around, and I could tell she was trying to open her eyes. I carefully let go of her hand I didn't even know I was holding and ran out the door.

"Liam, she's awake. Go and get a doctor or someone." I said, poking my head around the corner where they were all sitting.

He nodded his head and stood up, running down the hall towards and information desk. I went back in just as she opened her eyes. I quickly sat down and just watched her. I took her hand in mine, and lightly squeezed it. She smiled, probably knowing it was me. I smiled in sinc with her.

This moment couldn't change, this is perfect. I just know it can't change.

Oh, how wrong was I.