Chapter 9

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My Angel

Chapter 9

Vanessa's P.o.V

I've been waiting outside of Niall's hospital room in the ICU ward for two hours with Louis and Harry (of course they don't know I'm here, but they're still here with me so it counts!). Zayn and Liam are somewhere else, and the last time I saw them they were in handcuffs. I still haven't figured that part out yet.

After a while, the door to Niall's room slides open and a young doctor steps out.

"You can come in now, but he's in coma," the doctor informs Louis and Harry.

I run straight through the glass wall and into his room, and I start crying when I see him. He looks really pale, and he has bruises everywhere. It appears that he has several broken bones as well, considering he has casts on what looks like 60 percent of his body.

It's scary looking at him. He's normally so full of life and happy that seeing him here, lying in bed while pale (even paler than normal) and weak, just makes me want to advert my eyes to any other place in the room.

All of this is my fault. If I had been more careful--maybe looking around to see where a better place than the road to land is--none of this would've ever happened! Granted, I can't take back my actions now, but if I could only turn back time (for one more dayyyy (sorrynotsorry)) I definitely would have made sure that none of this happened. Niall doesn't deserve any of this.

I watched Niall's lifeless form laying in the hospital bed that was too large for his small frame, while also listening to the doctor explain his condition to Harry and Niall.

"Well as you can see, he has been severely injured and is in a coma. He broke the upper part of his right leg, and suffered a spiral break in the tibia of his left. He also fractured or broke most of his ribs, which ended up puncturing one of his lungs, but we fixed that easily. Neither his right nor left arm suffered anything severe, although he did dislocate his right shoulder and broke his wrist on the left side. He also has several major cuts and bruises, and he lost a lot of blood, both inside him because of internal bleeding and outside because of the cuts, so he needed to get a blood transfusion. He also has a severe concussion from hitting his head. But one of the worst things, however, was the fact that he fractured his spine. We do think that he will be able to walk again, but there is a slight chance that he will not be able to do so. As for how long he is in a coma, I cannot tell. Because this is not a medically induced coma, rather one the body puts itself in to heal itself, he will wake up when his body has sufficiently healed itself," the doctor explains.

I look away from Niall over to Louis and Harry and I see their tear stained faces.

"W-will he-e s-s-surv-v-ive-e?" Louis stutters out and looks at the doctor with hope in his eyes.

"You two might want ro sit down for this..." the doctor tells Louis and Harry.

Both boys look at each other, worried, but oblige anyways.

I on the other hand walk over to where Niall is sitting and lean over the side of the bed and stare at his face, the only part of him that doesn't seem to have been mutilated so badly. I want to caress his face with my hand, but seeing as he's all beat up and his face is still bruised and cut a bit, I don't do it because I don't want him to be in anymore pain.

Hearing the doctor clear his throat draws my attention back to where he, Harry, and Louis are.

"Well boys, although we have him stable, he's still in very critical condition, and while he might heal, he might not wake up from the coma. So, the chances that he willsurvive are very slim."



***A/N***
Hey guys hope you liked the chapter! Sorry it was so short, I haven't had the time because school is so annoying. Someone just make me rich and famous and married to Niall already. Seriously. If you could see my face then you'd know I'm not joking and actually dead serious about this. Anywhoo, until next time!



Jk just scroll down to keep reading.



"WHAT?" Harry, Louis, and I yell in union.

I can feel the tears already well up in my eyes, and I can see the boys aren't that far off. In fact, Louis is already holding Harry while he's bawling his eyes out.

"I'm sorry, boys," the doctor says to him and Louis replies with a short nod.

I draw my attention back to Niall's face. Even in his beat up state he's still beautiful, and you can tell that it should look like it were full of life, not full of death.

My eyes start to tear up, and I cry.

For the first time since I died, I really cried.

As the tears stream down my face (A/N hehe), one must have fell directly onto Niall because there is a big blob of wetness on his forehead.

Wait--what?

All my other tears just magically disappear when they hit a surface other than myself, but here you can plainy see a drop of water splattered on his forehead.

I brought my hand up and wiped away the tear with my thumb, and if I hadn't been so caught up with the news of him not surviving and listening to everyone's silent sobbing, I might have noticed that as my hand touched Niall's forehead, his hart rate increased slightly.

I did, however, notice that his mien slightly changed.

I mean literally right before my eyes, I saw his face twitch and his eyes flutter behind his closed eyelids.

In a shocked state I continued to absentmindedly caress his face with my small hands, staring and hoping that I see his facial features change once again.

In a matter of seconds, his face scrunches up and his eyes are again moving behind his eyelids. I glance over to see if the other boys have noticed, but they are too involved in hugging each other and crying to notice this, and the doctor seems to gone off somewhere and is no longer in the room with us.

I then look over Niall's body to see if anything has changed, and I see that his hands are gripping the sheets.

I take his hand in mine and it instantly relaxes, as does the other. I look back to his face to see that his lips have slightly parted.

Then, literally a miracle happens.

His eyelids flutter open and he rapidly blinks in confusion, his eyes eventually settling on me and focusing.

"Vanessa?" he breathes.

"Niall..."


Niall's P.o.V

It's dark.

Really, really dark.

And did I mention that it feels like I'm floating? Because it does.

And now it feels like I'm being rained on.

How is that possible? I can't feel anything at all, but yet it feels like I'm being rained on? Yup, not weird at all.

I tried moving my hands up to my face to wipe the rain off, but all I could manage to do was ball them up into fists.

So naturally I tried scrunching up my face to get rid of the water, but no such luck.

Then I felt a hand wipe off the water.

I move my eyes around to see if I can see who the person is, but I can't even open my eyes. Literally I'm just laying/floating there with closed eyes moving back and forth with balled fists.

And then the next minute I'm not gripping anything, but there's an increased pressure on one of my hands. The feeling seems so familiar that I instantly relax, but at the same time it feels completely foreign.

I open my mouth but no sound comes out. Great.

Now what am I supposed to do? I can't move besides opening my mouth and there's still that weird yet familiar feeling in my hand.

Suddenly there's a blinding white light. Am I dying? Nah.

I blink rapidly to get used to the new influx of light.

Hold up. I blinked. I freeze with my eyes wide open, and I see the outline of the figure. I blink again to try to focus and then I see who the person is.

"Vanessa..." I breathe.

"Niall..." she cries, but now I'm assuming that her tears are tears of joy.

I look down to see that she's holding my hand.

"Huh, so that must've been the pressure I felt," I think to myself.

I look around the room to see where I am, and I notice it's a hospital room. I see Harry and Louis sitting in the chairs at the opposite end of the room.

I'm still upset with Harry, but seeing how he's crying with Louis over me I suppose, my anger toward him lightens.

I cough, and my entire body aches.

Jesus Christ, what happened to me?

After my coughing ceases, I look up to see Harry and Louis staring at me.

"Why are you staring at me..?" I question and they look at each other, then back to me again.

"Niall?" they both ask at the same time.

I scoff.

"No, I'm the Wey Hey Leprechaun from the end of the rainbow here to grant you two a wish," I say with sarcasm clearly evident in my voice.

"It's him alright," Louis mutters and I laugh.

They both walk over to my bed and start asking me a million questions each.

"Geese lads, I just woke up! And no, I don't know why I'm here--the last thing I remember is seeing Zayn and Liam in handcuffs-- but I am really hungry," I say.

"Niall, hungry as always. But you got hit by a truck," Louis says as if it's no big deal.

"What? I GOT HIT BY A TRUCK AND YOU'RE ACTING AS IF IT'S NO BIG DEAL?"

"Well you're awake now so I don't see the importance of your near death experience anymore," Louis says and Harry hits him.

"Harryyyy!"

"Lou shut up," Harry replies to Louis' whine.

"Thank you Harry, but how long have I been out?" I ask.

"Since yesterday," Harry answers. "And you're welcome."

"Wow, only since yesterday? I would've assumed it was a lot longer than that!"

"Yeah, the reason we were crying was because the doctor said you might not've survived this ordeal because of the amount of injuries you sustained," Louis answers.

"Huh," I say. "Well I guess I owe it to Vanessa for waking me up."

"Who?"

"Vanessa. She's right over there!"

Both Harry and Niall turn around to look for Vanessa.

"Niall, there's no one else in the room," Harry says slowly as if he's talking to a mental person.

"Uh, yes there is. There's a female over there by the doors tapping away on her phone."

"Louis I think we should call the doctor now... I mean he just woke up when he wasn't even supposed to and now he's seeing things," Harry says.

"Agreed. Bye Niall, we'll be back soon."

Seeing things? No, Vanessa's right over there, anyone can clearly see her!

And now they're getting a doctor. I hate doctors.

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The rest of the day went by quickly, doctors running a million tests on me and Paul stopping by to tell me what happened with Zayn and Liam--turns out they were arrested because of underaged drinking. I was also questioned a million more times about Vanessa. Apparently I'm the only one who can see her. Strange.

Other than that though, I had a pretty good day. I forgave Harry for what he did because he apologised a million times and because he may have brought me some McDonald's.

Vanessa was nowhere to be seen, so I wondered where she had gone off to.

At the end of the day I was thoroughly exhausted even though I hadn't exerted any energy. i quickly fell into a dreamless sleep as soon as the last doctor left my room.



*****A/N*****

Done. (Not with the book, just the chapter)

~xx Vanessa and Erika

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