Even If It Kills Me (One Direction and The Vamps Fan Fiction)

Chapter 28

Katie's POV

Apparently I fell asleep, because when I woke up, no one was in my room. In addition, whoever was in my room last locked the door so no one can get in.
I push the covers off of me, and see I have a message from Niall.

Go to my room ASAP

I quickly slip on a pair of flip flops and run to Niall's room. Locked. I knock on the door for what seems like forever until Niall opens the door.

"What's up?" I ask.

"It was those girls again," Niall explains.

I gasp and run to Emma, whose lying on the bed. She's awake, thankfully, but looks far worse than last time.

"It's going to be all right, okay?" I hold her hands in mine, and she smiles.

"Okay." She agrees, and I smile.

Niall is in the connected bathroom, soaking a T-shirt in cold water to make an ice pack for Emma. She nods, as if reading my mind, and I walk towards Niall.

"I guess I should've asked you if you were okay first," Niall says to me. "Sorry."

I laugh a little and smile. "I'll live. Worrying about myself is the last thing on my mind, I'm too busy caring for others."

Niall smiles, and finishes wrapping the wet t-shirt around ice. He walks past me to Emma and reminds her to keep it on and off for 20 minutes each.

"I love it when you talk medical to me," I hear Emma say quoting The Fault In Our Stars. Niall just laughs.

"Dr. Horan at your service," Niall laughs. Emma and I look at each other and laugh too.

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I wake up in the hospital, Emma and One Direction around me.

Louis noticed I was awake first. He just stared at me; I stared back.

"You're awake!" Louis cries. I laugh. "And alive!" He adds. I laugh, but everyone keeps a stern face of amazement.

I stop laughing and stare at them in confusion. Why are they amazed?

"K-K-Katie?" Niall stutters. I'm so confused right now.

"Guys, what's wrong?" I ask.

"The heart monitor says your dead-" Emma says quietly. I look at the heart monitor myself and see that she's right. It's a straight line. I've died.

I wake up suddenly, thankfully in the hotel room. I shake off the nightmare of me being dead. I pinch myself to make sure it's not another dream, and it's not. I let out a long breath. Phew.
I started thinking about what's oils happen if I actually did die. Not just in a former, in real life.

So what if I died? No one will miss me, I think to myself. Then I remember Emma. She'd die if I did, and I won't let her do that. I decided I'll stop thinking these things and just stay alive.

For Emma

By: BeWriting