Meeting The Dream

Chapter 15

*Niall's POV*

Rehearsals went good today, and I am so excited to get back to Cami.

"Alright lads lets get back to our girls shall we?" Louis says smiling. Aly makes him genuinely happy, and if he's happy I am happy.

When I step outside of the doors of the auditorium, I see three helicopters circling above the near-by river. They appear to be fishing something out of the river. Curiosity burns inside of me and I lean over to Harry.

"What do you suppose that's all about lad?" I ask him, pointing to the aircrafts only a few hundred feet away.

"Not sure, you wanna go check it out?" He asks me.

"Let's do it." Louis chimes in.

We walk the short distance to the middle of the bridge, and when I see what is happening my heart stops beating. I look down to the water at the vehicle they are pulling out. The car is a small silver Mercedes Benz. I choke on my breath, and look over to my friends who have the same expression on their faces. There are no ambulances here, and I watch Louis sprint to the cop standing about ten feet to my left.

"Where did they take the girls in that car?" He asks, his cheeks turning a deep red.

"They went to St. Thomas'" He tells Louis.

Louis, Harry, and I all run at full speed to a waiting cab and jump in. We nearly scream at the driver to step on it, and get to that hospital. I feel the car accelerate, and in about three minutes we pull up to the emergency room of St. Thomas'. Harry jumps out of the car followed by Louis and I. We sprint through the doors and stop to look around and find our girls.

I hear Harry choke on a gasp and I follow his gaze to the three hospital beds being rushed through swinging doors into the OR. Louis grips one of the doctors shoulders and stops him in his tracks.

"Those girls, where are they going?" He asks, his voice shaky and urgent.

"They have just crashed into the river, they are all in very very bad condition. We are rushing them into the operating room for emergency surgery. They all have multiple fractures, internal bleeding, and some neurological injuries that need to be tended to immediately. I will keep you updated."

The words register in my mind and I feel hot tears stream down my cheeks. My two friends are hysterical and all three of us break into wheezing cries, as we pace back and forth in the waiting room of the hospital. What if she dies? I wouldn't be able to bear it. I would go mad. If I lost her my world would fall apart. If I lost her, I wouldn't be me.