Trust Me (a Niall Horan fanfiction)

Chapter Three

NAILL'S POV.

We has been driving non-stop for hours. I was getting hungry, tired, and irritable. "Paul can we stop at that hotel for the night?" I pointed toward a sign with the brightest lights. We pulled into the parking lot. Only one other car was there so Paul agreed. We all filed out of the car. As we stepped inside we almost gagged. There was a women lying dead at the front desk, "Boys go call the cops NOW!" Paul commanded Liam and Louis. "Niall and Harry go see if anyone is alive upstairs." We did as we were told. There were only a few rooms. The first two were empty. As we walked into the last room we almost died. On the bed, tied up, naked, was a girl around our age. I felt for a pulse. It was faint but she still had one. Harry and I dressed her, grabbed her belongings, and carried her down stairs. "Paul we need your help!" I called with a shaky voice. He came running and took her from us. The cops and ambulance had finally showed up. I rode in the ambulance with this beautiful, mystery girl. Paul and the other boys were meeting us at the hospital. As we sped down the road I started thinking. I need to help her. Whatever she needs I will be there for her. Something like this doesn't happen to everyone. My thoughts ended as the ambulance pulled into the hospital parking lot. Everyone quickly filed into the waiting room and sat down. As time progressed I got worried. Would she be OK? What happened to her? Why her? Paul left to get food, when the doctor finally came out. "You can see her now boys." We all filed awkwardly into the room. She looked at us. Her eyes turned to a pale blue. She looked scared but she managed to say "Hi." "Hi were One Direction!" We all said at the same time. "Thanks." She said pointing to Harry and I. "For what?" We both asked confused. "For saving my life."