Flying in Love (a Niall Horan fan fic)

Chapter 65

Niall's POV

I take in the beautiful sight coming from the window of the hospital floor cafeteria. The window reveals a display of the city. The trees stand tall and calm, unlike the thoughts in my head. The past month has been chaotic. I haven't completely slept a full night. The nurses at the hospital wouldn't let me sleep in the waiting area after the first week of me staying there. So, I was forced to drive back and forth between my house and the hospital. Each night after all of the struggle of staying awake, I'd get back into Lexi's room to play her a song on my guitar. I imagined her waking up to my voice and everything would be okay like in movies.  Now that she's awake, will it finally be okay?

Lexi's POV

The nurse says I will be able to be released from the hospital by tomorrow. Yet she didn't mention what I'm supposed to do in the meantime, so I just look at my surroundings. To my left, my dad and brother are sound asleep in the chairs by my bed. Both of them have the most peaceful look on their faces. I wonder if they looked that peaceful when they slept during my coma? Did they even sleep? The thought of the two of them not being able to sleep because of me makes me want to cringe. Both of them have been through worse than my coma in the past and have been able to sleep, so would this situation be the same? Or was it different because I am the only female left in the family? 

Next to the chair my brother is sitting on is a guitar, probably Niall's. Then I ask myself about how he slept. Hopefully he got enough of it. More importantly, hopefully he didn't get enough of me. I've been gone for quite a long period of time, definitely enough time to find someone new. I try to hold on to the thought that he'll love me forever until I realize the level of impossibility that is. There is no way anyone is capable of loving someone forever; forever has to end at some point. We all fall for someone in our life. The process of falling is 'forever'. But there will be a point where we land. When we completely fall. Until we're not capable of falling anymore. Or there's the situation in which someone catches you. They'll bring you up just to see you fall again. But they can't keep catching you. There will be a time when they'll give up and let you fall. At that point, 'forever' will have to end. 

After pending on the thought of 'forever', I turned my focus in front of me. The curtain that separates my room from the rest of the hospital is closed. Lightly pastel vertical stripes completely cover it. Then I realize how many times the nurses must slide the curtain to see the patient. I'm obviously not the first patient to be in a coma. I'm also not the first patient to wake up from a coma. How many haven't woken up? Along with them, how many families were left heartbroken. That's when I realize how fortunate I was to wake up and be reunited with the people I love. Maybe being in a coma was supposed to be a wake up call, literally. Maybe my life was trying to tell me to stop worrying about the future and take each day as it comes. 

I shift my head once more toward the window. I take in the beautiful sight coming from the window.

A/N 

Sorry for the short Chapter, I just felt like updating tonight before I go to sleep. Long day of volleyball tomorrow but hopefully Kate and I can try to update between games! Go read Kate's new book 'Where Do Broken Hearts Go' she'll be updating weekly. Byeee!

-Liz