chapter 27

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Alex's P.O.V

His heartbeat is slow and steady, yet his breathing is shaky above me. My arms wrap tightly around him and clench at the back of his shirt. His hand wrap around me, just like Andy's would.

Protective and firm.

"He's gone, Niall." My mind has convinced itself that he is actually gone already.

"I'm so sorry, baby." That's the first time he's called me baby, but I can't stop thinking about my brother. I feel lips press hard against my hair and I cry even harder.

Niall buries his head in my neck, trying to look at me while I have my midlife crisis right in front of him.

"He's not gone, Alex. He's still living. He's okay, baby." Niall whispers to me in my ear, lowering the sound of my cries. My body is shaking terribly against his from crying so hard. I didn't know bodies even shook from crying like this because I've never cried like this before.

A pinch in my arm makes me scream against Niall's chest and hold onto him tighter.

"Stop!" I scream, yanking my arm around trying to get the pinching feeling out of it.  I turn to look to see what his biting my arm and I see the nurse holding my arm, sinking a needle into my arm.

"Get it out of her arm right fucking now." I hear Niall say through his gritted teeth.

"Stop, you're hurting me! Please!" I scream and cry out in pain. I yank my arm out of her hold and scream loudly, my body physically cringes against Niall's at the rush of pain that has overtaken my forearm.

"We need alcohol before it gets infected," I hear the nurses say to each other.

Niall looks down at me and puts a hand on my cheek.

"Just look at me," He says gently. My arm feels physically open.

"My arm is burning," I strain to him. His gaze looks over and widens, then comes back to me.

"I know, baby. Just keep looking this way okay?" I groan while cringing against his shirt at the amount of pain I'm in, physically and emotionally. I look down in his shirt, making my head look down as he rubs over neck, trying to relax me.

"What is that?" My breathing picks up at the sight. Niall looks down to see what my eyes are staring at then they reconnect with mine. I snap my head around to look and I see a small gash in my arm, leaking blood down my wrist and fingers, falling onto the floor.

I look up to the nurse that is placing napkins over my blood. I feel my breathing quicken and my stomach heat up.

My father would hit me so much at once that I used to bleed. Ever since then I can't stand the sight of blood. It makes me sick to my stomach, reminding me of my horror movie childhood.

"Alex," Niall covers my eyes and brings them back to his, shaking his head no.

"Don't do this," He knows what I'm thinking. "You're going to be fine, okay? They're just cleaning it up." He nods, trying to calm me down.

"Don't do what?" The nurse comes over to us.

"Nothing. Go away." Niall says looking at her. I look at his shirt, breathing quickly and my breathing slows down. It feels like I've gotten on a roller coaster after eating a big meal. 

"What's wrong, Alex?" The nurse in her 20's asks me. I just keep looking at Niall's shirt. He looks down at me, noticing I'm staring at his shirt.

"Try not to, do something not to do it." He holds my face up to look at his and I nod.

I try taking deep breaths in and out, but that only helped it rise.

"Go to the bathroom." He says instantly whenever he saw my chest rise and stop. "It's right over there." He turns me to go to the toilet. It's coming faster than I thought. I run out of his hold and go towards the restroom.

"You can't go anywhere until we clean your arm. It could get infected." The nurse in her 20's holds her arms out to keep me from going around her.

"Get your fucking ass out of the way! She has to-" Niall cuts himself off once he notices me quickly bend over.

"Puke." Niall finishes his sentence, laughing at me and what I just accidentally did to the nurse, she pushes my head back while I'm bent over and I almost fall.

"Don't get all pissy just because she puked on you. I told your ass to move." Niall laughs at the woman.

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