You're My Everything ~ A Niam Story

Chapter 7

Niall's POV

What the fuck is wrong with me?? I just kissed him. I just ruined our relationship. He hates me. I know he does. What the fuck man?? You're a bloody idiot that just kissed your STRAIGHT best mate. You've ruined everything. These were the thoughts running through my head as I drove away from Liam's house. But I wasn't about to go back to my flat, either. Zayn had just texted me saying that he was at my flat. I couldn't go back there. I couldn't face him after what just happened....I guess I'll go to the local bar. I always go there when I'm upset. Which is a lot...

buzz buzz

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and at the next red light read the new text message.

From: Liam Payne  Received: 5:19 PM

Nialler....come back...please?

As soon as my eyes read the message I immediately lost it. I'm not sure what made me break like that but I just broke down. As soon as the light turned green, I stepped on the gas peddle as hard as I could and went down the street at at least 80 mph on a 25 mph road. My eyes became blurry with tears. I started to come up on a busy intersection and out of the corner of my eye I noticed the light turn red. But I didn't care. I didn't even make to slow the car. I just kept going. Nothing matters anymore. I don't give a fuck about some damn red light. People run them all the time. Now it was my turn. But just as I crossed the intersection, a giant eighteen wheeler truck came out of nowhere. What the fuck is that doing in a small town in London?? But then it hit me. That truck was coming straight for me. And it wasn't stopping. "SHIT!!" I screamed as I stepped even on the gas. I was now going almost 100 mph. And I was losing control. Just get across alive. I thought to myself. And I did. Or...so I thought. Just as I though it was ok to start to slow down, the truck slammed into the rear of my car. The impact sent me spiraling out of control. I was spinning at such a fast rate that I lost complete sense of direction, and ended up just hanging on for dear life. Then all the sudden, I hit something like a telephone pole or a building or something and i blacked out.

~2 weeks later~

Liam's POV

"Niall...Niall....Niall" I whispered over and over again. It's been two weeks since I got that panicked call from Zayn saying Niall had been in a car crash. He had been crying on the other line when he said that he had called Lou, Harry, Greg, and Maura and told them. He said Niall's family would be in London the next day. Then I had asked how bad it was. He didn't answer me, only cried harder, which was answer enough. It was bad. I could tell just by listening to Zayn's body racking sobs. I asked where Niall was being taken to. He managed to choke out the words "rushed" "ambulance" "Cooper Hospital" "room 207" "surgery". I had gotten the information I needed and with that I hung up on Zayn and rushed to the hospital. When I arrived, I was greeted by a grave Harry. He said that Niall was in the ER getting emergency surgery. He said Niall had a brused rib cage, and broken leg, and a sprained wrist. Then he would be getting 35 stitches as well. But the worst was yet to come. When the doctor finally came out of the surgery room, he told us that Niall had fallen into a coma. They didn't know how long it would take for him to wake, and that the only thing they could do was wait and see. At this point I finally cracked. I slumped into one of the waiting room chairs. And I cried. And cried. I cried for at least an hour. When I calmed down, I finally began to notice my surrondings. Zayn, Lou, and Harry were there. All our mums were there. Paul was there. Everyone. They all looked tired and worn. I looked over at the clock on the wall.

2AM

Whoa. I'd been here for four hours. Where had the time gone? But then I remembered something. Niall. I jumped up out of my seat and rushed over to the lady at the front desk, waking up a tired Louis in the process. "Can I go to see Niall Horan please?!" I nearly shouted at the woman. She looked slightly taken aback, but I needed to see my leprchaun. NOW. "Um...sure. Right this way Mr...?" "Payne." I said. Her eyes got a little wider and a look of understanding came across her face. But she tried to keep her cool as she stammered. "Of course. M-Mr. Payne." She led me down a long corridor to room 207. She opened the door and turned on the lights. "Here you are sir." I nooded my thanks and as soon as she closed the door I immediately ran over to Niall. I had began to take in his full appearance. He looked dreadful. He-

"L..i..am"

"Huh?" I was snapped out of my thoughts by a noise that was coming from below me. I looked down into Niall's  beautiful face that was asleep on the bed below me. He- whoa whoa whoa back up a second.....what did I just say about him?? That's the second time I've thought about Niall in that way...shit what's going on? But I cant think about that now. My main concern is Niall.

"Hey Ni. Ready to wake up sleepy head?" I whispered in his ear.

At the sound of my voice, Niall's eyes fluttered open. He squinted at the lights at first but slowly his eyes became accustomed. Niall began to look around the room and then up at me.

"Li? Where am I? Why can't I move my leg? Why is my arm wrapped up? WHY DO I HURT SO MUCH?" He said, becoming a little panicked.

"Shhh....shhhh....Niall, it's ok your fine now." I cooed quietly, trying to keep Niall calm.

"Liam...what happened to me?" He asked, tears in his eyes.

"Oh Niall, there's no need to cry. Shhhhh it's alright."

He sat uo and began to just full out cry, so I wrapped his smaller body in my bigger one and rocked him back and forth, until he began to calm down.

"Ni how much do you remember?" I asked him

"Umm...not much...I remember being with you and..." He faltered.

I saw a look of worry creep into his features. I know that look. He's panicking again. I remember that night to...as if it was only yesterday. That moment will be forever burned into my mind. I'm still not sure about it though...I definately felt something, but I'm still not sure what it was.

"Yeah...and then you left....do you remember anything after that?" I asked changing the subject.

"No....What happened Li? Why am I like this?" He seemed so helpless, so scared. It was all I could do to keep myself from breaking down again.

"Well Ni...." And I began to tell him the whole story. By the time I had finished, Niall was just staring at me.

"How long have I been out?" He asked quietly.

"Umm...about two weeks I think?...Yeah two weeks mate. You gave us a right scare mate. We thought we had lost you at least three times." Just thinking about those horrifying times during the past two wekks brought tears to my eyes. Then against my will, they escaped my eyes and ran down my face. Niall reached up and wiped away my tears.

"I didn't want to loose you Niall. Ever." I whispered.