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Fatal Accidents

**Chapter 08**

I just stared at the bubbles, searching for the power of my voice to yell, scream, say anything to get the boys attention, but nothing was there. I couldn't find my voice; it was non-existent. Of all the moments to be frozen in one place, it had to be right now, while my friend was drowning in the water.

Tears streamed rapidly down my face as I saw those bubbles surfacing. Harry and Zayn looked at me, immediately stopping what they were doing, "Julina, what's wrong, love? Why are you crying?" Harry asked worriedly, noticing the tears rolling down my face. I still couldn't say anything. I could only point to the bubbles in the water.

Zayn immediately knew what was going on and dove under the water to retrieve the drowning boy. It wasn't long before Zayn was dragging Niall's limp body out of the water, and laying him gently on the ground. 

I heard a good amount of screaming coming from the three people behind me, "Analeigh! Call 911!" I heard Zayn yell.

"That'll take too long Zayn. We'll bring him ourselves, just get him conscious." Harry fired back. I couldn't move from my place on the dock. My world spun around me as everything happened in the blink of an eye. The tears were continuous, and there was no way I could make them stop. That voice popped in again. She always pops in at the "right" time.

"This was your fault," she growled at me. "You were just about to let your best friend die. What kind of friend are you?" she hissed. Tears flooded down my face. I didn't want to believe her. In fact, normally I would never believe her, but this time, I did. I believed every venomous word she said. I almost let my best friend die. 

I suddenly felt hands underneath my arms, lifting me up from my hands and knees to my feet. I turned to see Harry. He didn't say a word to me nor I to him. He took me away from the water and brought me up to Analeigh's side. She wrapped an arm around my shoulders. I turned to her and cried into her shoulder, watching Zayn perform CPR on Niall. I watched him push down on Niall's chest four times before giving him mouth-to-mouth.

Nothing...

"Harry, we should really call someone!" Zayn cried as he continued to do CPR and mouth-to-mouth.

"They will take to long Zayn. He'll be dead before they get here. Just do what I said." Harry ordered. Zayn continued with his routine; four chest compressions, then mouth-to-mouth. Harry went to Niall's side, holding his wrist, trying to check for his pulse.

Nothing...

"Harry? He's not coming to." Zayn said shakily.

"Keep going Zayn. He's still here. Just keep going." Harry ordered again.

Nothing...

"Harry, I can't,"

"Zayn!" Harry yelled. Zayn looked up at Harry with tears in his eyes, "You've been trained to do this," Harry said softly. "Just keep going. I believe in you."

Zayn nodded and continued, doing four more chest compressions then mouth-to-mouth. Water came out of Niall's mouth as he coughed, taking a deep breath of air on his own. Zayn smiled, wiping the tears away.

"Niall? Can you hear me?" Harry asked. Niall opened his eyes slightly, and grunted before closing them again, "Niall?" Harry said again, but there was no response from Niall. "He's stable enough to get to the hospital." Harry said.

Zayn glared at him, "How the fuck would you know? You're not a doctor." Zayn spat harshly.

"Zayn, we don't have time to argue. Just help me get him into the truck." Harry said, wrapping his arms around Niall's thighs, lifting him up into the air. At the same time, Zayn had lifted Niall up by the shoulders. They carefully walked over to the truck, setting him down gently in the back seat.