The Infection ~ A One Direction Fanfic

Chapter 7~ Drama, Drama, Drama

                                                       Niall's P.O.V

Why me? Why did I not go unconscious? I protected her, I should be the one lying in the bed unconscious, not her. "Niall?" Harry said putting a hand on my shoulder.

"Yeah." I said shakily.

"Kes said..she wants to see you.." he said, quickly wiping a tear from his eye. Since we got to the hospital I didn't want to see her. I didn't want to see the damage that I had done. I got up and walked to her room. My knees suddenly felt weak, so I grabbed the wall for support. I opened the door to her room and saw her lying on the bed. I started to cry, just looking at her, so helpless. It's all my fault.

"Kes!" I said running to her bed. I grabbed a chair and sat on it, grabbing her hand.

"Niall..it..don't cry." she said, wiping the tears from my cheeks.

"I'm sorry. So sorry." I kissed her forehead, running my fingers through her hair.

"Hey, um, the nurse said she needs sleep. So, Niall?" Harry said, grabbing my shoulder.

"No. I'm staying with her." I shrugged his hand off my shoulder and pulled the chair closer to the bed.

"Please, let Niall stay." Kes said grabbing Harry's arm. "I want him to."

"Alright. I'm going down to get some food. I'll be back shortly." he walked out of the room, wiping a tear from his cheek. I took Ke's hand in mine again and started to softly sing her a song. She closed her eyes and I soon heard her slow breathing. I kissed her on the forehead and curled into a ball on the chair, closing my eyes. I felt her lips brush my cheek, and I fell into a deep sleep.

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                                                    Harry's P.O.V

I walked into the hospital cafeteria and got an apple juice. Why did I let this happen? Everyone around me is getting sick and to make things work I crashed into my sister. I drank the apple juice, throwing the empty bottle in the recycling bin. I got into the elevator to go back to Kes' room. I started shaking and the tears came. I couldn't stop crying this time. I sat in a ball in the corner of the elevator crying. I didn't push a button, so I just sat there, motionless, crying. I had to make things better. But every time I try to, things just get worse. Why? I decided I would just do what I want from now on. I won't let other push me around. I'll be a man. And men don't cry.

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                                                  Kes' P.O.V

I woke up with Niall's head laying on the bed. I remembered telling Harry I wanted Niall to stay, and then Harry going to get food. How long ago was that? It's 4 in the morning now. What time did I get here? I barely remember crashing. My head hurts. Actually my whole body hurts. I looked at my arm and saw that my wrist was broken. Ok, not so bad. I looked at my legs and saw my foot was broken. Ok,a little worse. I moved to arm to run my fingers through Niall's hair, but when I lifted my arm my whole side burned in pain. I had to bite my lip to stop from screaming. Maybe it was best not to move. My mouth was feeling dry..hmm..  "Niall.." I said trying to get him up.

"Hmm...huh..what?" he said ,wiping the sleep out of his eyes.

"Can-can you get me that glass of water, please?" I motioned over to the nightstand beside the table. He grabbed the glass and lifted my head up so I could drink.

"Here. Uh, how are you feeling? The doctors said if you feel ok we can bring you home?" he asked, putting the glass back onto the table.

"I want to see Harry first." I said, looking around.

"Oh..ok..I'll go find him." just as he got up to look for Harry, Harry walked into the room.

'Hey. Ready to go?" he said helping me out of bed.

"Harry, we have to make sure she's ready."Niall said, grabbing my arm. Harry looked at Niall with cold eyes. I've never seen him like this before.

"Harry, are you alright?" I grabbed his arm, making him look at me.

"I'm fine. Let's go." He pulled me into the hall, not caring about my foot.

"Hey! Wait! She needs a wheelchair!" said Niall, catching up to us with a wheelchair. I wriggled out of Harry's grip and sat in the chair.

"Thanks, Niall" I said as he pushed me to the elevator. We got into the elevator and Harry pushed the button to the lobby. The whole elevator ride was silent. We checked out of the hospital and Niall helped me into the back of the car and sat with me, while Harry climbed into the front seat, and put the key into the ignition.

"Put your buckles on. And Hurry. I want to go to bed." he said coldly. What has gotten into him? Niall helped me with my seat belt and I rested my head on his shoulder. He put his arm around my waist and whispered softly into my ear "I love you."  and with that, I fell asleep.