October
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I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. I scrambled around for a second before finding it sitting on top of my half eaten cheese cake.
I answer the phone from an unknown number.
"Hello?" I answer.
"Hello, is this October Maine speaking?" A lady's voice asks.
"Uh yea, who is this?"
"It seems that your boyfriend Niall Horan was hit by a vehicle, we found your number in his phone it seems he has no family connections besides his brother and you." I don't hear anything after the words 'Niall Horan was hit by a vehicle.'"
I can't breath or speak as thoughts spin around my head making me nauseous.
"W-what? How?" I stutter into my phone.
"It seems he was crossing the road at the time and was not paying attention. At the moment he is in critical condition."
"What do you mean? Is he going to be okay?" I ask my voice cracking multiple times.
"That is not my place to say."
I end the call and grab my car keys running out the door. All I can think is Niall. I speed my way to the nearest hospital assuming he is there and struggle to find my way there with tears blurring my vision.
I run into the building frantically.
"Where's my boyfriend?" I ask the receptionist, my lip quivering.
"What's his name dear?" The lady asks.
"N-niall Horan." I answer.
"He's in room B4, if you would like to see him you'll have to wait over there until Doctor Radcliffe gives permission."
I sniffle wanting to punch the lady in the face. How can she be so calm about this?
I sit down in the corner chair with my knees tucked up to my chin.
This isn't real. Niall is okay. Niall can't get hurt. This is just a dream, a horrible dream that I'll wake up from any moment. But as I start to calm down knowing this isn't real, Harry barges through the door and spots me. He runs over and I break down in tears again as he holds me.
This is real. I can't believe this is real.
"Toby? Love, he's gonna be okay. He has to be, he's Niall." Harry's comforting voice assures me.
"He's gonna be okay, he's gonna be okay." He repeats in my ear as I sob into his chest.
After, what seems like years I have run out of tears. When I look up I see Harry has tear stains on his cheeks as well.
"H-Harry?" I croak out.
"Yea?"
"Do you really think he's gonna be okay?" I ask in a small voice.
"I really hope so Toby."
I nod and once again bury my face in his warm chest.
At some point I fall asleep on Harry. I wake up to an Irish accent. My head shoots up hoping and praying its Niall ready to tell us this is all some huge prank, but only find a man that I do not know.
Harry is speaking to him.
"How the hell did he not see the fucking car coming?!" The man shouts tears streaming down his face.
"I don't know." Harry replies.
"Who are you?" I ask the man, and both guys look at me.
"I'm Greg, Niall's older brother."
"Oh. I'm October, Niall's g-girlfriend." I say.
"I know." He says. "I'm sorry we had to meet like this."
"Me too." I agree staring at him, silently cursing them for looking alike.
"How long was I asleep?" I ask Harry.
"Maybe an hour or two."
"Has the doctor told you anything yet?" I ask.
He shakes his head.
"No."
I give a deep sigh and lean back into Harry's chest.
"Why did it have to be him?" I ask no one in particular. "Why did God choose him to kill?"
"October we don't know that hes gonna die." Greg says.
"Bullshit, he's fucked and we all know it." I say getting angry.
"Toby, calm down. He's going to be alright." Harry says calmly.
"Shut up! Stop lying to me and pretending everything is going to be fine! First I lost Amber and now I'm losing Niall, why does this happen to everyone I love? Does the world hate me?!" I yell at the two men and curl up into a ball in my own seat, blocking out the rest of the world.
Hey, sorry it was short but I'm going to update Dead Wrong and The City today too.
- Tris
