Through The Dark COMPLETED

Chapter 72

The next afternoon, Niall and Harry were sitting in the studio trying to work on songs they were supposed to write for the new album.  Neither was being very productive.  They had other things on their minds.

Harry walked into the room Niall was in.  "Have you talked to Amanda today at all?"

"No."  Niall said setting his guitar aside.  "You talked to JJ?"

"No."  Harry said sitting down and sighing.  "I tried to call, but it keeps going to voicemail."

"Same."  Niall said.  "What are we going to do?"

Harry shrugged.  "I don't know.  Go back I guess.  Or get them to come to us.  It's been 24 hours, and it's the first time I haven't talked to her in that long since we got together."

"Same."  Niall said.  "Dating best friends is difficult.  More so than I ever imagined."

"Yeah, we seem to share each other's problems.  Doesn't go very well."  Harry pulled out his phone and tried to call Julie again.  "Ok, her phone has been going straight to voicemail all day.  That's odd.  Even if she was ignoring my calls, it should at least ring."

"Yeah, Amanda's not answering.  Guess I can try again too."  Niall dialed Amanda and waited.  "Yeah, no answer."

"Let's just go over there.  We aren't getting anything done anyway."  Harry said standing up.

"Yeah, guess you're right.  Faster we deal with this, better it will be for everyone."  Niall said getting up with him.  No matter what happens.  It would be better than this.  His phone started ringing and he looked at it.  "It's a number I don't recognize."  He looked at Harry and then answered because it was an LA area code.  "Hello?"  Niall heard an unfamiliar voice and then listened carefully.

Harry watched Niall, he watched Niall's face drop and him turn pale.  He walked up to him.  "Niall.  What's going on?"  Niall looked scared.  He put his hand under his elbow to help steady him.  He was waiting but he was going crazy.  What was wrong.

Niall felt sick.  He listened as the voice on the other end spoke gently to him.  When he hung up the call he couldn't move.  He shook his head when he heard Harry speaking.  "Oh, god."  He looked up at Harry.  How could he tell him?  He couldn't believe it himself.

"Niall.  What is wrong?"  Harry asked a little more firmly.  "Please tell me what the hell is happening."

"The girls."  Niall said.  "They were, that was one of the nurses at the hospital.  One of their friends calling.  There was a car accident earlier today.  The girls were in it.  It was pretty serious."

Harry stumbled backwards at Niall's words.  "Are they...."  He couldn't ask.

"They are in the hospital now, being treated.  She didn't know a lot of details.  All she said was it was bad.  The girls didn't give the hospital our numbers because of privacy, but they gave it to one of their friends for emergencies."  Niall sat down on the couch.  Almost like he couldn't stand anymore.

"Niall!"  Harry said.  "We have to go to the hospital!"

"I know.  I know."  Niall got to his feet.  He looked at Harry.  Harry looked like he felt.  Petrified.  Here he thought Amanda and Julie weren't answering calls or texts because they were still mad and didn't want to.  But that wasn't it.  It was a lot more serious than that.

Harry walked out of the room.  They had to explain how they needed to leave another writing session.  How could he explain he didn't even know what was happening?  It was bad?  How bad?  They were being treated now.  What did that mean?  Harry and Niall struggled through the explanation and were advised that they would be driven to the hospital.  They weren't going to be driving on their own.  Probably for the best anyway. Harry wasn't sure he could.  He couldn't figure out why they were standing here so long.  "What the fuck is going on?  Come on already!"  He was unnerved.  He wanted to know what was happening.