This Love (Niall fanfiction)

chapter 78

A/N: thank you guys soosososo much for 12 THOUSAND READS OANDJSISBSUS

I'M SO HAPPY OKAY I'LL START WRITING NOW

*this is a long chapter because I'm updating my other book*

Songs for this Chapter:

Team- Lorde

To Build A Home- The Cinematic Orchestra

Irresistible- One Direction

Niall's P.O.V

I can't explain in words how pissed I am at Cleo's fucking nosey ass for following me here. I know I shouldn't have lied to her about something like this, but I was doing it for her. Her uncle said he'd leave her alone for good if I supplied him with drugs for a month. So that's what I did, but one of his little "workers" took most of it for himself and said that he didn't.

I knew what they had thought whenever we were running towards us and we got to the door, I knew exactly what happened.

"Niall, what am I supposed to do?" Cleo bends down while I hear footsteps near us.

"I'll find you later, okay? You need to leave." I nod at her and she shakes her head no quickly. She tries to help me to my feet, but ends up dragging me.

"Try to stand up, hurry, they're coming over here." She pulls my hands up and helps me stand on my feet. I can feel the bullet sink into my flesh, going deeper with ever step.

"We're almost to the car hold on." She puts my arm around her shoulder and rushes us down the stairs. I hear the door close upstairs and Cleo jogs with me to the car.

"Slow down," I whine because my leg is fucking killing me. It literally feels like I'm dying, but I'm almost positive that I'm over reacting.

"We're almost there, no." She opens the backseat door and I get in, lying down on my stomach, so I can't feel the full pressure of sitting on the wound.

Cleo drives over the speed limit, running red lights, and stop signs. She stops the car and I limp to the door with my arm draped over her. As soon as they put my on the gurney, rushing me to the surgery room, my eyes shut.

Cleo's P.O.V

They take Niall back past the doors and I sit down in a chair, putting my feet in the seat, balling myself up in attempts of trying to calm down.

My breathing is out of whack and I put my head down in between my knees and close my eyes.

He's going to be fine.

Don't worry about it.

Breathe.

I calm myself down to the point where I get too calmed and fall asleep. That was the last thing I thought I would possibly do, but I don't want to cry because it would only make me completely break down in front of all of these random strangers around me.

"Horan," The nurse shouts and I pop up from my slumber. I run over to her quickly in just my long shirt and cardigan on because my leggings where ripped off of me and destroyed.

"The bullet almost went to his bone, but we got it in time. He's able to go home in a few hours, but he's on oxygen that makes him say things that don't really make sense," The nurse tells me.

Niall always says a lot of stuff that doesn't make sense.. even if he isn't on that laughing gas.

"But if you'd like to see him, then-"

"Yes! Yes! where is he?" I say quickly and she smiles at me. As mad and pissed off at him about him lying to me and all of this shit that just happened a while ago, I just want to see him. It'll keep my mind from racing so damn quick, that gave me a tortuous headache. My head is pounding along with my heart as I follow the blonde nurse down the hall. She opens the door, letting me in and Niall eyes pop up and he smiles.