~Dreams.~ (A Niall Horan Love Story.)

Chapter 4 -Problems

*Mack's POV*

I was walking along the street when I had to cross it.

I started walking, but didn't notice the car coming for me.

I stood there like a deer in headlights.

Scared.

And then.

BAM.

*Niall's POV*

I started freaking.

20, 30, 40 minutes we must have been there! And just because I couldn't find myself to call the ambulance.

I hate questions & I always sweat and get scared and then they'd probably think I did it on purpose.

I started dialing & hit call.

It took about 1 minute for someone to answer.

"hello." A lady said, sounding rather young.

Not now Niall.

"Hello. Can you send an ambulance over to West Easkers Street. A girl has been hit." I say.

"Right away, sir." She said, sounding calm.

She probably deals with worse.

But, I've never dealt with ANYTHING like this.

I'm scared & I'm shaking.

We sit there for a about 5 more minutes & then I hear sirens.

When they arrive they bring the stretcher and put her on it.

"Internal bleeding, most likely." I can get out of their muffled chat.

I really don't understand a word they're saying.

Interesting.

"Dead." I catch that word.

Although I didn't know what came before or after that.

I'm scared.

"Sir?" One of them says.

"Yes." I reply.

"Do you know this young lady?" He says.

I quickly shake my head.

They nod & jump in the car.

They forgot to close the back.

"GET IN, Son!" They practically shout.

I stand there for another minute and then jump in.

I close the doors & we drive.

"Sir. We don't know if she'll make it." The dark haired one said.

*How was that? Sorry it's so short.*