Come Home To My Heart | One Direction/5 Seconds Of Summer |

~Nora~

Who do you think called her? Well, you're gonna find out now!

~Rosie

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Nora's P.O.V

Ashton snaked his arm around my waist and pulled me into his lap. We were all laughing and having a good time until my phone rang...

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"Shhh... Guys!- uh, hello?" I answered my phone.

"Hello, are you Miss Jones?" A woman asked.

"Um, Yes I am... Who is this?"

"I am nurse Joyce, we'd like to inform you that we have your father here in the hospital." My heart shattered, my body tensed. I think Ashton felt it too, because he let go of me and payed close attention to what was happening.

Wait- Why is daddy in the hospital?!

"My dad is in the hospital? Can you please tell me why?" I stood up and was on the verge of tears.

"He was in a car accident, there was a young driver that was using his cellphone and driving very fast, he didn't see your father in the car ahead. The young man's car hit your father's with such impact that his car flipped over." The woman calmly stated.

I was crying now, "Please, please tell me he's okay."

"He's alright, but he's been unconscious for a while."

"I'm on my way..." I hung up and looked towards the boys on the couch.

I burst out sobbing, "A-Ashton... Can you take me to the hospital? Please?"

"Of course, babe..." he wrapped his arms around me and walked me out of the room with the boys following behind.

"Text or ring us later, okay... Everything will be alright." Calum comes up to hug me.

"Thanks CalCal..."

"Don't worry, it's going to be fine... Text me?" Michael rushes up to hug me next.

I nod and turn to Luke.

He gives me a big, warm, comforting hug, "It's going to be ok, love... If anything happens, we'll be right here waiting. Ring me later, okay."

I used the little energy I had left to hug him, crying into his chest.

He let go of me and Ashton gently grabbed my hand, "We better go boys, we'll be sure to ring you."

I nodded my head, agreeing with Ashton. I waved to the boys and Ashton and I walked to his car, hand in hand.

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We arrived at the hospital, the whole car ride earlier was silent, except for my soft crying.

"Hello my dear, who are you looking for?" The old-ish receptionist woman said kindly. She looked around 40 something.

"I-I'm looking for David Jones... He's my father." I watched as she typed something on her computer.

"Ah, you're his daughter... He's in room 211 on the third level." She took my hand in hers, "Everything will be alright, darling. I hope you get good news out of this..."

And with that, she continued typing away on her computer.

What does she mean? Is she saying that my dad won't live?

I mumbled a quick "thank you" and squeezed Ashton's hand.

He squeezed back and we walked into the lift.