Lost In His Arms-(A One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 4

A pair of beautiful green eyes pierced the eternal darkness that seemed to surround me. Screams filled the air and I found myself clasping my ears in agony. The darkness was soon replaced by crimson blood and I found myself drowning in it. A boy, with blonde hair and green eyes was running towards me frantically calling someone, “Kayla!” Crying I tried reaching out to this mysterious boy but an invisible force was keeping me at bay. “H-h-h-help…..”

Gasping for air I awoke with a start and looked around the room. It was a small white room and it smelled a lot like disinfectant. The only noise I could hear was the soft beeping of the heart monitor beside my bed. Sighing I tried easing myself from the bed but found it to be painful so I stayed put. Just then five boys entered my room panting and looking concerned. ‘Who are these people?’ I thought to myself as they surrounded my bed and whispered among themselves. A tall boy with curly hair finally broke the silence and asked, “Hey, are you okay? We heard the news,” with that he turned to the blonde boy. The blonde boy just turned away, not meeting his eyes. My heart began to race as I remembered the blonde mystery boy from my dream. Sitting up abruptly and ignoring the pain both in my legs and head I shouted, “Look I don’t know any of you but what the hell are you doing in my room?” They were all taken slightly aback and the blonde boy looked around guiltily. The silence was almost deafening until the black haired boy with a blonde streak spoke up, “You mean you don’t know?” Screaming in frustration I cried out, “I don’t understand! What the hell is going on?” Finally a boy in a striped shirt walked up to me and held my hand. “Kayla, you were involved in a terrible accident,” I felt a sharp stabbing pain in my chest and I withdrew my hand abruptly. I became dizzy and I felt sick, Kayla that was my name. “Kayla?” I muttered under my breath. The name sounded shallow and unwanted. I looked across the room in complete silence and a single tear drop fell from my eye. The blonde boy stood up and looked me directly in my eye, “I’m sorry” he whispered before running out of the room.  The boys looked at each other sheepishly before the boy with the brown eyes whispered, “I’ll find him,” before running after the blonde boy repeatedly calling his name, “Niall! Niall, wait up!” I began crying at hearing that name, Niall it sounded so important but I didn’t know why. Just then my head began pounding with agony and bloody images clouded my thoughts. A blonde boy running calling my name, a blue car, screaming and a pool of blood. I began screaming hysterically and I couldn’t stop. Thrashing in my bed I heard the boys call out for help. Strangers dressed in white rushed to my side and one of them injected a needle into my arm. I began feeling tired and I felt myself slipping into darkness. Just before I fell into darkness I managed to mutter his name, “Niall……”

Ok, guys here is chapter 4 hope i hope you enjoy it! Also wanted to say thanks for all the reads/ votes and lovely comments for my book ily!