I'm Already Broken - A One Direction Fanfic

Chapter 5

Ch.5 Just Pray

Harry grabbed his keys and helped me up. He grabbed my hand and we ran back to he car as fast as possible. As we came to the car he unlocked it and in an instant we were driving down the road, not even bothering with seatbelts.

"What happened to Niall?" I was panicking. Christina was Niall's girlfriend. We all had hung out so many times. Niall was a brother to me and if I was feeling this discomfort, I couldn't even start to imagine what Harry was feeling.

"He was in a car wreck. Zayn said Christina is fine, but Niall isn't doing too good. We need to get to the hospital, quick." He was a nervous wreck. It amazed me that we hadn't ran over a person yet. Hell, we did just speed through two stop lights. I gently layed my hand on his knee.

"It will be alright babe." This time I was being the bigger person, Harry needed me to be the strong one right now.

"I hope so." He gave me a reassuring smile and turned his attention back to the road. I pretended not to see the tear trickling down his face.

We arrived at the hospital and as Harry turned to get out, I stopped him. I grabbed his head in my hands and turned him to face me. I wiped the tears from his eyes, smiled, and kissed him on the cheek. He gave me a small smile and got out of the car. Instead of rushing in like I expected he waalked around, opened my door, and helped me out. He held my hand as we walked towards the hospital. As we walked inside I saw Zayn and Louis sitting in the waiting room. Katie, Lindsey, and Joanna were with them.

"I came as soon as I could." Harry said.

"We understand man, he's doing a lot better now. Just a broken neck, they're hoping he won't be paralyzed. He's holding up great. Niall always was the lucky one." Zayn explained. He chuckled.

"That's because he's a leprechaun." Louis giggled then stopped with a death glare from Katie.

Same old boys. Niall must be doing a whole lot better, they hardly seemed stressed.

"You should go see him Harry, he was asking about you. He's in Room 208." Joanna gave a reassuring smile.

Harry squeezed my hand and led me back to Niall's room. We peered in and noticed Liam and Chrissy seated next to Niall. Harry and I looked at each other and I nudged him forward. He stepped into the doorway!

"Harry! Bring me any food?" Niall's voice was low and raspy but at least he was talking.

Harry chuckled. "I guess you're doing good?"

"Better." He looked bad, not absolutely terrible, but bad. His normal smile was a small thing and his head was suspended by metal bars, so he couldn't move his neck.

"He goes into surgery in three hours." Liam explained. He looked like he had been crying just slightly. Christina was bruised up too, a bruise covering her left eye probably meant her head hit the dashboard when they crashed.

"Are you OK Chrissy?" I asked.

"I'm doing a whole lot better." she said.

"Good, you wanna go get a bite to eat? You must be starving!" I offered, leaving a window for the guys to have some alone time.

"I'm OK for now. I think I want to stay with Niall."

"Let's go sit with Louis and Zayn." Harry said. He grabbed my hand and we left. Liam followed.

We all sat down in the waiting room. Liam didn't speak much. He was Niall's best friend after all. I don't think it was from sadness, but rather shock. Niall was going to be fine. We were all sure of it. Chrissy came out and told us they were taking him to surgery, She sat next to Liam and he gave her a hug. They both looked like they needed it. We all prayed to ourselves continually, praying that Niall would come out walking and talking, just like the old him. He went into surgery and we all sat in the waiting room in heart wrenching silence, waiting for the nurse to some tell us he was through, this was all through, and that Niall was going to be okay. When three more hours passed and there was no news, we began to worry. Had something gone wrong? Or was this just the beginning of the bad news?