kidnapped by one direction

CHAPTER 17

just so you know this book will be going on for like 60 more chapters k? k this chapter is very cliché... thanks for 1K, let's go for 1.1K before we update again.

Morgan's POV

While we drove home, it scared me. Only because in many books I read, after a really good date, the people get in a car crash and something bad happens to one of them-like death.

"NIALL! A SQUIRREL!" I yelled, pointing at the squirrel that was in the road. He swerved around it, going into the opposite lane. He looked at me, glaring, "don't scare me like that!"

"NIALL! A TRUCK!" I screamed. He cursed, and switched to the next lane, the truck hitting the side of the car, luckily nowhere near the front, just the back. I began to cry, although I am not hurt, I am plain scared. Niall looked frightened as well, as the car started going out of control, spinning around.

"OH MY GOD!" Niall yelled as we headed for the bridge. I turned the wheel, making us tumble down a bumpy hill. My head hit off the window as we neared a small pond. I screamed, the car flipping over on Niall's side.

I unbuckled my seatbelt, then looked over at Niall who sat there, not saying anything. Red stuff was spread throughout his hair, and that was only one thing; blood.

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We were in the hospital. I had a few scratches, a sprained wrist, and my nail completely broke off. The entire nail.

They said I'd have more severe injuries if I were on Niall's side; which practically tells me Niall is badly hurt.

I was sitting on the uncomfortable bed, when Liam walks into my room with puffy eyes. "Liam?" I ask, looking at him.

"Niall broke his foot. It twisted under the gas pedal some how, and he couldn't get it out," he says. "He also banged his head pretty hard. He's in a coma, but probably not for long, only because he didn't bang it too hard. Maybe for a day or two. Are you okay?"

"Yeah; I'm fine." I spluttered. My Niall is hurt. I knew something like this was going to happen, I had a feeling that this was going to happen.

"They gonna do some tests on your wrist," he mumbles, "to see how bad it is. If it's not bad, you can get out tomorrow morning."

I sigh, putting my head down on the pillow, a tear falling from my eye, "what time is it now?"

"Eleven," he says, crouching down next to me. "And Morgan, he'll be okay. I promise."

But can you keep that promise?

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I got out of the hospital the next morning, my wrist feeling a bit better. I was going to see Niall today, apparently he should wake up soon, he's been fidgeting apparently earlier.

I opened the door to Niall's room, to see Niall on the bed, pale. I sighed, looking down at his face with a frown. I picked up his hand; which was surprisingly warm. "Niall please be okay."

"He'll make it, ma'am, no need to worry," a doctor comes in. I nod, then let go of his hand slowly, not wanting to though.

"Are you related to Mr. Horan?" the doctor asks, looking down at his clipboard. I shook my head, frowning.

"I'm his girlfriend," I mumble, letting out a short breath, not wanting to see Niall in a state like this.

The doctor nodded, then walked out, not before adding a short, "his actual family wants to see him, so if you could scat."

What a doctor.

I sighed, mumbling a quick goodbye to Niall, kissing his forehead. I walked out of the room, and into the waiting room where I saw the boys, and whom I am guessing is his family. I smiled at them, then sat down next to Liam, placing my head on his shoulder.

"What's wrong?" Louis asks.

"Oh you know, just the fact Niall is broken up," I muttered. Louis frowned, nodding, slouching in the comfortable chairs. I sighed.

"Sorry." The word slipped through my lips.

"It's okay," he mumbled. I stuffed my face into Liam's leather jacket, letting tears slide down my face.

"Morgan please don't do this; don't cry."

"What if he dies?" I croak, letting more tears escape from my eyes. "What if he decides he hates me for distracting him?"

"He won't die, Morgan." Harry says quietly.

"YOU NEVER KNOW!" I almost yell, but my voice cracks at the end. "He could just; die."

"He fucking won't, okay Morgan?" Zayn says curtly, then walks away from us. I let out more tears.

"Now Z-Zayn hates me!" I cried.

"He doesn't hate you, Morgan," Liam whispered. I shook my head, then sat up.

"Everyone hates me now," I mumble, wiping my eyes. "Everyone."

"Now you're exaggerating." Louis points out, his eyes puffy as well. I put my elbow on the arm rest, and rested my head in the palm of my hand. I watched an old couple walk out of the hospital laughing.

"I guess I am," I whisper. I looked over at the doors that led to all the rooms, and I see Niall's parents walking out there, sad frowns painted on their lips.

"Can I go see him again?" I stand up quickly. They nodded, and I rushed out of the waiting room. I walked down the hall, looking for Niall's room, until I caught sight of the door. I stood in front of his room, my palms sweating. I wiped my palms on my shorts, then pushed open the large doors.

I walked into the white room, feeling uncomfortable. I looked around the room until my eyes landed on the blonde haired boy who laid down on the bed with no movement at all, just laying there. I walked over to him, frowning. Once I approached his bed, I crouched down next to him, seeing the small scratches on his arms.

That's when I crumpled.

I let out all the tears I held in, not bothering to wipe them away from my eyes. Looking through my blurred, teary vision, I saw Niall's hand twitch, which made me cry even harder for some reason.

I looked back at Niall through my tears, although I didn't want to. His nose twitched, and I brushed a few tears off my cheek, knowing there might be some hope he might open those eyes.

His eyes fluttered, opening then closing, when suddenly they opened up widely. He blinked, taken aback from the room. I smiled, ready to just hug him or kiss him, but I didn't want to surprise him, so all I did was smile. He looked over at me, then furrowed his eyebrows, confusion hinted on his face.

It was his next words that cut through me like a million knives.

"Who are you?"

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