(Louis' POV)
We're on the way to the hospital now. I'm riding with Zayn & Harry like I did on the way to the club. Rachel is driving Megan's car & Liam is with her. Niall is riding with Megan in the ambulance. I'm crying. I can't hold back the tears. This is all my fault, I think. How could I let something like this happen? I should have never left her by herself. I'm such a coward.
After Niall found us, I tried to tell her it would all be okay but she insisted she needed time alone. I walked around to the back of the club, mentally kicking myself for not having better control over my emotions. I mean, I know I was drunk and all. But still. Niall was one of my best mates. I could have withheld. I can't believe I did this to him. He'll never forgive me, and I don't blame him. The next thing I knew, Liam was crashing out the back door & yelling something about Megan, blood, unconscious, ambulance on the way. Now we're almost to the hospital. G-d. I ask myself again how I could let this happen.
(Niall's POV)
I watch Megan laying there in the back of the ambulance. I can't believe this is happening. This is my fault. We shouldn't have gotten this involved with the girls. Now this beautiful girl is hurt. Because of me. She must have slipped on the wet ground & fallen down the steep hill. That would explain the broken arms. But what about the cuts? She had had a knife with her. Did she really harm herself like that? A new pang of guilt stabs me in the gut. If that's true, it's also my fault. She wouldn't have even been in this situation if it wasn't for me. But blaming myself isn't helping Megan. I'm holding her hand, our fingers intertwined. I start to speak softly to her. Whispering sweet little nothings in her ear. Telling her that she's still the most beautiful girl I've ever beheld. Telling her that I'll fix this, if it's the last thing I do.
It seems like an eternity before we reach the hospital. But when we do, I immediately jump out of the ambulance & see everyone else pulling up right behind us. The first one out of their car is Rachel. She chases after the medical staff who are already pushing Megan on a gurney into the hospital. I see Louis walking swiftly towards me & he's about to speak. But I won't let him. I don't need to hear anything he has to say. "YOU FUCKING STAY AWAY FROM HER! DO YOU HEAR ME?!" I scream at Louis. He stops about 10 feet away from me, looks down, & starts crying. But I don't care. I make my way hastily into the hospital & am told by a nurse to wait in the waiting room. I see Rachel sitting in a chair, sobbing. I doubt this is how she planned to spend her first night in Ireland. Some impression we've made. I sit down beside her & pull her into a hug. She cries into my shoulder until Liam walks in. He thanks me & takes over, comforting her as best he can. Zayn and Harry enter, followed closely by.. HIM. I just wish he would go back to our hotel. Zayn sits next to me & Harry sits next to him. Louis sees the anger in my glare & sits clear on the other side of the room. Good choice, I think, menacingly.
(Rachel's POV)
I awaken with my head on Liam's firm chest. I lift my face to see he's looking at me, and I wonder how long exactly he's been doing that. "What?" I say with the hint of a smile. He replies with a smile of his own & says, "I was just thinking about how beautiful you are." Ugh. Stop being so sweet. This will only make things harder. I'll never see him again and he knows that. My face grows concerned as I look away. He notices & questions "What's wrong?" "Where is everyone?" I ask, avoiding the real reason behind my discomfort. "Well Niall is in Megan's room. She's still asleep. And Harry, Louis, and Zayn went to get us all something to eat... Now tell me the reason why you can't ever make up your mind when you're with me." I look at him, not at all surprised. It's not like a did a good job hiding my bipolar love. "I don't want to fall for you and then never see you again.. But I'm afraid it's too late anyways.." I sigh. "Listen babe, even though this is going to sound super cliche, it's 100 percent true.. I think there's something special between us. I don't want to let it go. I felt it from the moment I saw you. I've never felt so good with someone before. You make me feel so normal and like there's nothing else that matters in the world. Please don't make me give that up." His words are so effective I almost give in, fall into his arms, and tell him I'll never question this again. ALMOST. But my more sensible side tells me to make my point. "I just don't think-" I start but am cut off when Louis, Zayn, and Harry enter carrying fast food bags. I guess this talk will have to wait for later. Liam kisses my head and we forget about it for the moment.
(Megan's POV)
My eyelids flutter open and I momentarily forget where I am. But then I have a flashback of falling down the hill. I flinch, waking someone who was sleeping with their head laid on my bed. They look up & I'm met with the bluest eyes I've ever seen. Niall. His eyes widen & he says anxiously but quietly, "Megan! You're awake!" He sounds relieved. "Niall.." I try to speak but my throat is dry. He notices & holds a glass of water that was sitting on the table up to my mouth as I drink a few sips. "I was so worried. I thought.. I thought I'd lost you.." he says, getting choked up. I put a hand on his cheek & look at him with as much bravery as I can muster. I glance at my arm & see the cuts. I quickly pull it back & look down in shame. He takes my arm & kisses where the scars are. I close my eyes & just enjoy his nearness. I'm so sorry, I say in my head. I realize this should be said out loud so I try again. "I'm so sorry, Niall." "YOU'RE sorry? What have you got to be sorry about? Nothing that happened was your fault. I should have told you how I felt about you so you wouldn't have any doubts. I should have stayed with after I found you with Louis. I was just being selfish & I will never forgive myself for it," he says, obviously meaning it with every part of his being. My eyes fill with new tears as I take in all the care and compassion that this amazing boy has for others. His heart is made of gold. At this moment, I don't know how I could ever choose anyone else. I'm aware of his lips on my cheek, as sleep threatens to take over again. I whisper, "Don't leave me.." & I hear him whisper back into my ear, "Never." as my eyes close & darkness wins over light.
(Louis' POV)
I stand outside Megan's room, watching through the glass window. I see Niall talking to her, comforting her, holding her hand, whispering, kissing her cheek, but neither of them see me. I see in her eyes that she's already chosen Niall. What happened between us last night meant nothing. I had come to the room, hoping to give Niall his food & talk to him. Apologize mostly. But looking at them together, it's all too much. I drop his bag of food outside the door and make my way back to the others. I wonder if I'll ever stop feeling this empty feeling in the depths of my heart.
