Tragedy to Love

It's been so long

Sam's P.O.V

"I love," I heard Zayn say but he paused. "Sam."

What? He loved me? No this can't be true, it just can't be.

I heard the rest of the boys walk in and say something but I couldn't quite hear it. I felt Niall take my hand and squeeze it. Then the nurse walked in and said something about news. I heard her say I was going to be fine, but only if I woke up. I had to wake up, but how? I had no control over any part of my body. It was different from last time. Last time I tried my hardest to move and eventually I did, this time nothing. I felt Niall let go of my hand and heard a thump beside the bed. No! Niall what happened to him? Did he to pass out that's the last thing I needed. Soon enough the nurse left and I felt someone grab my hand; it was Niall.

"Sam I love you wake up." He kept softly repeating into my ear. I had to wake up.

The room was quiet for a while actually for a really long time. I was trying to see how long I have been unconscious and my guess is three days. The pressure on my hand had been replaced with a sharp needle and my other hand lay cold by the air conditioned room. Where was Niall? I missed him. Even though I couldn't see him or talk to him I still wished he was there. Usually about two or three times a day the nurses would come in and stick a feeding tube down my throat to get some nutrients into my practically dead body. I still couldn't move or anything and I was becoming frustrated. I felt alone most of the time, as the days would go by with only the nurses coming in to check on me. Niall and the boys hadn't been there for a while now. I was wondering what was going on. I heard a man walk in the room. It was Paul; he was talking to the nurses.

"If she wakes up please call us, the boys are leaving to go on tour in America and can't be here." I heard Paul say to the nurse. What? Niall was leaving? No he can't leave me.

"Will do Sir, How is the little blonde one handling it? Niall is his name?" I heard the nurse ask Paul.

"Well, he says he refuses to get on the plane but he has to he can't let his millions of fans down, you know? I mean I am sure he will be just fine. He hasn't come out of his hotel room in days. Not even to come visit. The boys said he told them that if he was to visit her then he wouldn't be able to leave or even live. He really loves this girl, I hope she's okay."

I felt awful, if I had never gone outside this wouldn't have happened. Now because of me, Niall is going through depression. He will be fine, I know he will. I just didn't want him to leave.

"Aw that's so sad but sweet at the same time. Don't worry if anything happens with her we will be sure to update him." She told Paul. "Have a safe plane ride!"

"Thank you." Paul left the room.

If I didn't wake up soon I knew what would happen. I was awake though, kind of. I need to let them know but how? It must have been a week now that I have been laying here. I'm sure Niall is in America with all those beautiful girls. Then the thought crossed my mind. What if he thinks I will never wake up and finds another girl? Would that be cheating? I felt my eye get watery and from under my eyelid a tear slipped out.

"Whoa." The nurse walked over and stroked my cheek. "Sam if you can hear me do something anything." She pleaded.

The same thought went through my mind and again a tear dripped down my face.

"Sam listen I am going to get the doctor stay awake." She said scurrying out of the room.

I was awake? I was awake! I am as if right now technically awake! The doctor came in and opened my eyelid and shone a bright light into my eye. As a reflex I closed my eye because it hurt. He took a mallet type thing and hit my knee I flinched. I heard them talking with excitement in their voices. I felt my eyes struggling to open and finally it happened, my eyes were open! Everything was so bright. I tried to focus my eyes but everything was blurry.

"She's awake!" The doctor yelled. They immediately started sticking needles in me and stuff to I don't know help me or something?

I tried to talk but my mouth was so dry. The nurse gave me a one cup of water after another after another. I saw a nurse talking on the phone in the background.

"Yes, yes she just woke up!" She exclaimed into the phone. "Niall calm down, yes of course you can talk to her. Yes wait one moment." The nurse turned around and looked at me with the biggest smile on her face. I started to cry just the idea of hearing his sweet Irish voice after so long made me tear. She walked over to me and handed me the phone.

"H-hello." I said in between gasps of air from my extreme crying.

"Hello beautiful." I heard Niall say into the phone. He was to crying, but not sad tears happy ones just like mine. I heard the other boys yelling in the background, they too were happy, not nearly as happy as I was to hear Niall and be able to answer him this time.

"How are you feeling?" He asked me as I was finally calming down.

"I miss you." I said completely ignoring his question. I had no idea how long he was going to be in America for and almost didn't want to know. Well, at least not now. "Niall, I love you." I said into the phone starting to cry again.