Chapter 12

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Niall's POV

It's been around four hours since the doctor was here.. The lads, and I are sitting around her bed. I looked at Sam's facial features, and prayed in my head.

Two minutes. If she doesn't wake up, she's gone..

My eyes flew from her, to the clock every few seconds. I played with my fingers anxiously, and nervously bit my lip. This is the most tense I have ever been.

Another minute passes. Nothing.

I squeezed my eyes shut, and prayed again. Liam patted my back. This is it, the moment of truth. Another minute passes. It's nine o'clock. She hasn't moved.

I felt the tears coming, and I just let it out, and stood, shoving my hands into my hair, not sure what to do. The lads came over to me, and gave me a group hug.

Sam's POV

I could hear crying. But only for a minute..

Everything went completely black, I lost all thoughts. I didn't move.

Niall's POV

I hugged the lads back, and looked up at them, with sadness in my puffy eyes. They knew. My mate is dead. There's nothing I can do.

"Let's see how she is in the morning." Liam suggested, and I nodded. Everyone headed to the door but me, I bent down beside her bed. "Te quiero.."

With that, everyone watched me leave the room.

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