I flashed the blonde guy a thankful smile as he took the heavy suitcase out of my hand and carried it for me to the black van waiting outside our house. "Hey Paul!" I silently greeted the man sat behind the wheel. We exchanged short smiles then Niall got in next to me. As soon as the door was closed Paul started the engine and started driving to our destination. A short while after leaving our estate I fell asleep and missed the whole drive to the airport. I was woken up by Nialls soft lips when we arrived there. We all exited the van and made our way through the airport, my boyfriend carrying both of our bags because he insisted to and Paul alert to keep away any upcoming dangers. Our luck it was about five in the morning and no young girl that could have been a fan was in sight. Finally after two long ours our flight was ready and Niall and I sat down in the seats of the plane. I was really nervous flying to Nialls family since I didn't see them that often and I had a surprise for all of them. But that worry didn't keep me from drifting off to sleep again and silently falling into my dreams where I dreamed of my future life, which was next to my perfect boyfriend. I was woken up by a loud cracking sound a raspy voice coming from the speakers sounding panicked. I couldn't understand what the captain said. People were screaming and I felt myself being pushed in my seat as the plane leaned forward no longer flying parallel to the ground. "Niall, wha-" I turned to my boyfriend panicked seeing that my feelings were reflected in his eyes. "Babe, it's gonna be ok!" He reassured me gaining back his poker face and promising me things that we both knew wouldn't happen. Softly he pulled me in his arms as close as he could get me and buried his face in my neck, where I felt his warm tears fall to my shock cold skin. Next thing I knew was waking up again with the worst pain I've ever had to endure in my whole life shooting through my body dominating my mind. As I opened my eyes they widened in shock I was sitting in a pool of blood. Suddenly a harsh pain went through my stomach making bent down and scream. I looked for help my sight getting dizzy from the ache I endured but the only thing I saw was Niall with blood all over him and out of conscience. "Help, we need help!" I screamed with a raspy panicked voice hoping someone would hear but nobody came. I kept screaming for nothing until all energy left me and I drifted off to a heavy sleep knowing that today I had lost the two most important beings on earth. The next time I opened up my eyes the pain was gone, leaving my whole body numb. My hand instantly went down to my stomach which had been in a small curve the last few days. The curve was gone. Suddenly I started shaking and crying violently while my hand caressed my stomach which was now flat as a wood. I couldn't help myself and I don't know how long I've laid there crying for the life I lost. The emptiness in my stomach was consuming me and there was nothing that could make this feeling go away. It was empty, no longer sheltering a small being, an innocent life. I couldn't take care of it I couldn't protect it like I had promised when I found out about it. I didn't patronize it. It was gone, dead while I was here alive and breathing. After a long while a nurse came in and looked after me. She called the doctor since I was awake and tried to calm me down, but I just ignored the people and continued lying there crying for the baby I've lost. My baby. My flesh and blood. My own. My child. I should have seen my little girl or boy grow up. I didn't even had time to find out if it was a he or she. I laid there for days, refusing food and didn't move being to deep in thought about the life I had lost. About the little something that had been growing in me and was torn out of life so abruptly. I couldn't contain my feelings the sadness was overwhelming and with each day it turned more and more into madness. I was numb and didn't react to anything, doing nothing besides crying for a week. One morning it was different. I snapped my eyes open just as the nurse was cleaning my room. I wasn't feeling different the pain and numbness was still filling my whole body making my heart wanna burst and break but as I blinked against the morning light all I could see where a pair of ocean blue eyes that always calmed me down. "Niall, where's Niall?" I croaked with a raspy voice, from all the crying and not speaking. I needed some tries to get something out of my mouth but finally it had worked. The nurse turned to me with wide eyes being surprised to hear me talk. "Is he de-" my voice broke before I could finish and I started crying again. In seconds the nurse was by my side rubbing my arm softly. "No Miss, don't worry he's just in the next room!" She said and my tears got stronger feeling the relieve that I still had him, that I wasn't left alone. "Did he come over? I-is he okay?" I questioned with my thin raspy voice. Now the face of the nurse changed, it fell a bit. "No, Mr. Horan hasn't visited you. I'm afraid to tell you but he had very serious injuries, especially at his back and neck. His head also was hit by something which made him go unconscious." She went silent and then said the words I was fearing to hear through every word she had said till now. "He hasn't woken up yet" "Can I see him?" The nurse instantly nodded in approval and went to get a wheelchair since I was very weak from not eating at all. As soon as she had rolled me next to Nialls bed she left the room to give me some privacy. My mouth was a thin line as I eyed Nialls wounded body up and down without any emotion. I sat there like that for some time before I patted his face and took his hand. All of a sudden I began sobbing loudly, my cries sounding like all the pain of the world was in them. "W-waaake uuup, wake up, p-please wake up. I need you here, I can't make it alone!" I chanted this certain combination of words again and again while my raspy voice was going from screams to whispers and back sometimes breaking and croaking from the pain that knotted my throat tightly. "You can't leave me, you just can't! You promised me!" I screamed angry at the world while lightly snapping my fists at his chest. "You said it's gonna be ok! You lied, you're a fucking liar!" I shouted then breaking into sobs and crying again, feeling all my energy leave my small fragile body. "Nothing is alright." I whispered before I drifted off to sleep.
Hours later I opened my eyes again looking into a pair of clear blue ones. "Babe, finally your awake! I thought you were never going to wake up!" I looked around the room seeing the packed suitcases and my boyfriend dressed in his joggers and a tee remembering the upcoming journey. "We can't fly today!" I blurted out. Niall chuckled surprised about me. I must have looked like a maniac with my hair standing up from my head and eyes wide in panic. "C'mon babe, get out of the bed our flight will be soon!" With that he went out the room, taking the suitcases with him.
