Silence (Niall Horan)

Chapter 20

"Beckie, are you alright?" My mother bursts through the doors. Diana and two other people are at her heels. I can't quite see them considering my vision is slightly blurry.

"Where's Harry?" I get out of the hospital bed but collapse on the floor.

"He's fine Rebecca. You need some good rest." The doctor rushes over to me.

"I need to see him. This is my fault." I say, my voice cracking.

"No. It's my fault." Niall says.

I look next to him and find Zayn. They both have band aides in their faces and throughout their body.

"Get out of here." I say to both of them.

"Beckie..." Niall begins.

"No! I don't want you near me. Neither of you!" I interrupt him.

"I think you two should head out now. You are perfectly stable. She needs rest." The doctor takes my side.

Niall and Zayn nod and are out of the room. My head falls back onto the pillow and I feel myself drifting into sleep again.

The noise of an opening door awakens me. A nurse in a navy blue suit comes in and begins to examine the machines around me. I open my eyes slightly and she smiles at me before she leaves.

"Rebecca?" I feel a shake in my arm.

I open my eyes and the doctor is standing in front of me again. My mother and Diana are by the door.

"It's time to go home now." He smiles at me.

I nod and slowly sit up. I look around and notice I'm in a different room now.

"I'm surprised you slept all that time. We took blood out of you and moved you rooms. I wish I could sleep like that." He laughs.

"How long did I sleep for?" I sit up.

"Two days." He shakes his head with a smile.

I was asleep for two days? I didn't even feel anything the whole time. All I did was dream. Boys with blue eyes haunted my dreams the first time. The second time, boys with caramel eyes floated through my dreams.

"Alright." The doctor interrupts my thoughts. "You're all set to go."

We shake hands and my mother thanks him endless amount of times. He advices me to not go to school tomorrow. It's the last day before winter break so it doesn't matter anyways.

"The doctor said you were lucky. Most people would have died in that type of accident." My mother says as she drives home.

"Is that supposed to make me feel better?"

She lets out a big sigh. "You were lucky." She says in an annoying tone.

"Was I?"

Was the accident really that bad? It must have been since I was "lucky." Harry. I need to see him as soon as possible. I could have killed him.

We arrived home and I headed straight to my room without a word. I crawled under my blankets and fell asleep again. I occasionally heard someone open the door but I ignored them.

"I thought you would never come out." Diana laughs as I walk into the kitchen.

"What day is it?" I ask her.

"Saturday night."

"Another two days straight." I shake my head.

"The doctor said it was usual. You hit your head pretty hard so you're going to be sleeping a lot."