It's Time For Second Chances (A One Direction Fan-fic)

It's Time For Second Chances. Chapter 1.

Harry's P.O.V

We're all just sitting in the waiting room of the hospital, well. Waiting. Waiting for the Doctors or Nurses to tell us everything will be alright. I mean, that's all we want is for Brianna to be Alright. But they haven't come out to check on us, to tell us anything yet. It's like the song forever Young.

'Hoping for the best, but expecting the worst

are you going to drop the bomb or not'

Liam's just pacing, back and forth. Has been for 'round an hour now. Niall is on and off crying, Zayn is trying to comfort him as much as he can and Louis hasn't said a word or moved for over an hour. We're all just stressed out and want everything to be ok. You know that moment, when you just wish you could have changed one thing. just that one little thing to prevent something from happening? Well. That's what we're all feeling. If Niall went with her, if I kept talking to her, if Liam didn't call to make sure she knew where she was going. She was just going to the god damned grocery store because she offered to cook tonight! She didn't know where she was going but she said she'd figure it out. Niall tried to go with her but she wanted to do it on her own! There's nothing we could have done, but I feel so guilty, like its my fault. I just wish I could have done something differently to have prevented this.

A doctor walked out with a clipboard and starting reading over papers. He looked up at us and said

"Hello,boys. Which one of you is, Niall Horan?"

Niall gulped and stood up, "Thats me"

I guess he wanted to talk to Niall because he's Brianna's blood relative. Liam seems pretty tensed and bothered but now isn't the time to argue.

"Right, well Mr.Horan. We need you to understand, she has a severe concussion and quite a bit of brain damage and-"

Niall cut him off "How much is quite a bit?!"

"a lot, Niall. She has a very slim chance. We're trying our best to keep her alive,  but in the end, she has a one in a million chance in surviving. I'm very sorry"

"But.. what if she's that one Doctor! She's strong! I know she'll be fine.. I kno know she.. she'll make it" Niall started to choke on his own words and all I could do was watch. I couldn't get up to comfort him. It's like I was just weighing me down and I couldn't move. I could feel a lump forming in my throat as I watched Louis comfort Niall. And you know things are bad when Liam starts to ball. I just, I could feel myself start to cry and I just couldn't stop. I dint care who see's me cry right now. Five boys, sitting in a near empty waiting room crying, trying to maybe think that she could be that one. We're all thinking it. We all know she's not going to make it. We're all thinking it, I wouldn't dare say it aloud though. Out of the corner of my eye i saw Zayn get up and leave, he just left. Probably couldn't handle it anymore. MY vision started to blur as more tears formed and I just let it out. Choking on my own saliva as i tried to swallow, the lump in my throat closing so i could barely breathe. I just can't imagine a world without her ya know? She's the one who cheers us up when we're sad, she's the light of our world! Niall is probably beating himself up and down about this, he'll never be the same.. and Liam..oh god. Poor Louis, he and Brianna were..well. Brianna was Louis' girl version of me. Like hell, she was my girl version of Louis! I'm  gonna miss her so much..I just..Fucking Dammit.

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Niall's P.O.V

"a lot, Niall. She has a very slim chance. We're trying our best to keep her alive,  but in the end, she has a one in a million chance in surviving. I'm very sorry"

"But.. what if she's that one Doctor! She's strong! I know she'll be fine.. I kno know she.. she'll make it"  I started saying as the lump formed in my throat, I couldn't control myself. I Started to cry, and I mean full on sob. Louis came over and tried to help me, but he was crying too. At some point Zayn left, maybe to have a cigarette or something, but he just left. I feel so pathetic, sitting on the floor crying like a baby. But this is my sister. The person I've grown up with. I can't just give up, I need to believe she has a chance. I'm not leaving until I know she's fine. I'm not setting foot out that door until I know she's safe and will be happy again. Until I know I'll see her smile again. How could I have let this happen, if I just went to the god damn store with her this wouldn't have happened. It's all my fucking fault. I'm not asking for sympathy, or pity from anyone. I just want her to be Alright. 

"Niall, shhh it'll be ok. She's a fighter. You know why? Because when she first came in after the crash and the doctor asked her on a scale of one to ten how bad the pain was, she said nine. Niall, she said she was a nine when the doctors called is a severe ten. She's a fighter Niall. Always has been, always will be." Louis looked me dead in the eyes as he spoke, but his words just caused me to cry harder. I tried to say something but no words could escape my lips. They tried but my tongue just couldn't form words. My lips dry and cracker from picking at them while waiting burned and i tried to moisten them to say something. I straightened myself up and walked to the doctor.

"Can...I can.. Could I see her?" I stuttered

"Of course, this way please." The Dr.Waters escorted me to the room then left me there, alone with my sisters lifeless body and her on side nurse. I picked up Brianna's hand in mind and just sat. Hoping she would just wake up and come home. Realize how much she means to me, to all of us. Liam's probably outside fighting with the doctor to let him in.

"Bree..I.. I miss you.. please..if there's anyway you can hear me..just give me a sign you'll make it. A reason to hold on hope." I smiled through my tears "you know, when we you were six and i was seven, mom made cookies, she promised to let you...uhm. She promised to let you lick the bowl..and i stole it from you and ran into my room to eat the leftover cookie dough" I laughed at memory, a sad laugh though. "If only you could see how sad you look. Your arm in a cast and sling, you head positioned straight,with bandages covering your head. If you could see yourself you'd probably say something like 'man, i need to brush my hair' or, 'ew, who picked out that colour?' We miss you Bree. All of us. Mum, Dad and Greg are coming down soon, they're on their way. Just hold on a little while longer and I promise everything will be ok. I promise Bree! Just don't let go. Hold on with every thing you've got" I rested my head over our hands and started to cry. I let the tears fall, no use in trying to wipe them away because new ones will form and i'll start over again. The room is so silent except for the beeping of the machines keeping her pulse, and heart rate and the machine that's pumping air into her lungs. I can't do this anymore. I quickly lean over, kiss her cheek whisper something into her ear and walk out the door. Liam's waiting on the outside. Waiting for his turn to g see her I guess. As I walked past him I saw him straighten out his shirt, wipe away some tears and walk into the room. As i walked down the hall i could faintly hear the door shut. Liam's going to see what I just saw. It was hard, very very hard for me. She's my fucking sister. But for him? I love her. But so does Liam, only. In a different way. If it was me, I wouldn't want to see my girlfriend like that.

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A\N I know Niall doesn't have a sister, but go with it.  And if anyone wants to make me a cover i'd be ever so greatful :) <3