INJURED

Part 3

Harry's POV

We all drove to the hospital as quick as we could. The car was dead silent. Everyone was caught up in there own thoughts. All I was thinking was that this was my fault. I thought Niall looked sick, but I didn't want to say anything because I knew how much this day meant to him. If I would've said something, maybe Niall wouldn't have been in hospital now.

We eventually arrived at the hospital. We all rushed inside as quick as we could. We ran to the desk. I arrived first, then Liam and Louis, Paul and Nialls parents, his brother and his brothers wife and his nephew.

Everyone was crying softly. Maura looked like she was about to break down, Bobby also had tears running down his face. Greg was crying as was Denise. Little Theo was sobbing but also looked confused, probably wondering why everyone was crying and where his uncle Niall went. Even Paul was crying. He was like our father when we are on tour, and we're like sons to him.

I looked at the lady at the desk and she looked at me for a moment, then she realised who we were and looked at me with sympathy in her eyes.

"Let me guess, you're looking for Niall Horan?" The lady asked. All I could do was nod. I couldn't speak. I was trying my best not to cry and I was worried that if I opened my mouth I would breakdown.

"There is no news on Mr. Horan yet. You're friend is in the waiting room down the hall. You can wait there if you'd like" the lady said. She looked to be in her forties. I looked at her name tag and saw her name was Marie. She had brown hair and blue eyes and glasses. She looked exhausted. She must have been working all day.

"Okay, thank you" Louis said behind me. I realised that I had blanked out.

"No problem at all. I actually just got a call from my 14 year old daughter who was crying telling me that Niall was rushed to hospital during the concert. She was hysterical. It took me twenty minutes to get her to stop crying. I only got off the phone with her a few minutes ago. I hope Mr. Horan is okay. I swear if I hear anything I'll let you know straight away" the woman said looking at us sadly.

"Thank you so much and I hope you're daughters okay" Maura said.

"She'll be fine once she knows Nialls okay. The waiting room is straight down the hall on the left."

Louis thanked the kind woman again and we all headed straight to the waiting room. The first thing I saw when I walked in was Zayn curled up on one of the chairs staring blankly at the clock. He didn't even acknowledge us when we walked in. He didn't move a muscle, the only thing he did was blink. It was at that moment that I realised, if Niall wasn't okay, none of us would be either.

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