Protective

Part61-65

Part61:

(Y/n) pov

"Oh god" Niall whispers and I look at my hands, in shock "n-niall" I shakily say as I look at the blood on my hands before feeling myself fall and Niall runs up catching me before laying me down slowly in his lap "(y/n) stay with me, you gonna make through this. Just look at me princess" he cry's rocking me in his arms, I squeeze his hand. It was getting hard to breath "don't close you're eyes, don't die I need you" he cries and I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore as it all when't black....

Part62:

I wake up in a big white hospital room with only a bed in it "what the hell" I mumble to myself, I died I can't be alive right? "Hello (y/n)" I hear toms voice as he walks up to the bed "tom? Where am I?" I ask "the life after death I guess, you can get pretty lost in your memories" he says "where is niall...?" I ask "alive, he's getting you to a hospital right now hoping you will survive" he says "but I won't...." I say "yes you will, you just haft to fight for it......" He says before walking away.

Niall's pov

"C'mon (y/n) please you can survive, I know you will" I say as I rush through the hospital doors and called for help, they came quickly with a bed and took her somewhere in the hospital, you may wonder what happened to Zayn.... I killed him and Harry took Louis home to their apartment. I actually hope they will work things out, I'm sure Harry is a good guy but for now I need to worry about (y/n)......

Part63:

(Y/n)'s pov

I felt my eyes flutter open, closing shut at the light but adjusting quickly "(y/n)" he breaths out in relief "Niall" I whisper smiling weakly trying to sit up but winch in pain and put my hand over the wound on my stomach where the bullet had hit "how did I survive?" I ask looking over at him "you where barley breathing and had lost a lot of blood" he began saying but I cut him off "I meet tom" I say "please don't joke around" he says "no, Niall I'm not joking" I say with a serious tone "did... Did he seem happy?" He asks me and I nod. He smiled, the door opened and I saw Liam step inside. Niall turned and gave a small nod "what are you doing here?" I ask "Niall called me" he says and I frown "how did he call you?" I ask and Niall chuckled "took Zayn's phone and called me, when I heard what happened, shit I should have helped" he says looking down "it's okay, at least I'm still here. Right?" I say with a small smile "yeah" he smiles whipping away some tears "I need to head away for a job interview" he says "and?" Niall ask "I'm wanna be a fireman, I'd rather save people's life then destroy them" he says "good luck liam, you'll be a great fireman" I say and he smiles "I'll maybe meet my princess on the way" he says before exiting the room

I look over at Niall seeing he had taken my hand "what happened to zayn?" I ask and his jaw clenched showing the vein. I knew he hated talking about him "you should have called me...." He mutter "I knew I should have but-" he cuts me off "you wouldn't have been hurt" he says squeezing my hand "please Niall tell me what happened" I command and he takes a deep breath "I shoot zayn..... That sick bastard won't come near you ever again....." He says with a bitter voice "what about louis...? Harry...?" I ask "Harry carried Louis to your apartment and I don't know much after that. Hoping they can work things out" he looks at me "yeah me too" I say cupping his face tugging him against me and pulling him in for a kiss. His lips so soft against mine, it was hard to think that next day he could be gone. He pulls away "I'll get you some food, you must be hungry" he smiles standing up. I nod noticing now that I was starving! He was about to exit the room but turns around "fuck" he groans walking up to the bed "one more" he whispers and I giggle before he presses his lips against mine "go get us some food now" I giggle "I'll miss you" he says with a cheeky smile and I push at his shoulder "the faster you get us food the faster you'll get another kiss" I say and he bit his bottom lip before running out the door and I laugh at his silliness