The Prince's Heart (Ziall, Niam)

Chapter 16

I ran to the Infirmary with the others behind me. 

No no no no. Harry can't have been attacked. Who would attack Harry? And how was he attacked? And where? 

I pushed the infirmary doors open forcefully. I gave a sheepish smile to the nurse tending Harry when the doors bounced off the walls with a loud crash."Sorry" I whispered. Since I'm the prince, I was able to get away with it.

I slowly walked towards Harry. Zayn shut the door gently behind me and Calum tried to hold in his sniffles. "How is he?" I asked softly.

Lou's, the head nurse, glare softened and she turned back to Harry. I nearly flinched when I saw all the blood and cuts and bruises on Harry's body and I felt like breaking down into tears when I saw how pale he was. I looked at his shut eyes and furiously hoped that they would open up.

But they didn't.

"It's a miracle that he's still breathing. He tried to put up a fight from what I can see. Also, there might have been more than one attacker. Since he had no weapons with him or special skills in weaponless fighting, he wasn't able to properly fend them off. He did well enough that there are no signs of internal bleeding or anything fatal. Just cuts and bruises" She said softly as she bandaged a huge cut on Harry's arm.

I stared at Harry's nearly lifeless face. His eyes are puffy which means he was probably crying when he was attacked. I felt the guilt stabbing me again and again. 

It was when I felt Zayn wiping my face did I realize that I had started crying. But when? 

"Why are you crying? Harry's a strong lad. He'll live and he'll be okay and I'm betting that he's going to joke about this as soon as he wakes up" I smile a bit at the last part. Knowing Harry, he wouldn't let something like this bring him down.

But my smile disappears quickly when I remember why he’s here in the first place. 

I sniff. "It's my fault. W-we had a misunderstanding and I told him to leave my chamber. If only I allowed him to stay then he wouldn't be here right now. I'm such an idiot. Such an idiot"

Zayn takes both of my hands in his. I consciously look around and mentally sigh in relief when I notice that everyone is too busy looking at Harry. "It's not your fault. In fact, it's no one's fault. None of us would ever guess that someone would break in the castle. Especially through the garden."

I nod but I'm still not assured. I should have listened to Harry. I should have just shut my mouth and went with it. I shouldn't have screamed at him to get out. Why would I do that? Harry took care of me and watched over me more than my mother, father or brother did.

Even if I tried to stop it, my tears wouldn't. Zayn wrapped an arm around me and pulled me to one of the multiple plush chairs that can be found around the infirmary. I leaned against him but not too much that it will arise suspicion. Calum takes a seat on my other side and I can see that his hands are quivering.

The three of us sit in silence then I vaguely remember Liam. Oh shit. I was supposed to bring him some food or something. My thoughts were quickly interrupted by a groan from Harry's infirmary bed.    All three of us quickly rush to his side.

My heart pounds against my chest as Harry rolls his head around for a while and groans when he turns too quickly. Lou quickly places both her hands on the sides of Harry's face and shushes him. "Harry, Harry, it's me, Lou. Calm down. You just got ambushed and god knows what will happen if you twist your head around too much" 

But Harry tries to move his arms and groans. "Lou? Where's Niall? I meant, Prince Niall. Is he okay? Is he hurt? Did they get him too?"

I couldn't help it. I break down into a noisy sob. "Harry I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have kicked you out. I'm so sorry. Harry. Please, will you forgive me?" Imagine if Harry was killed all because of me. I wouldn't know what to do. I couldn't live my life without Harry and knowing that I was one of the reasons for his death.