Break away - Niall Horan Fan fiction

Break away - Chapter 17

*Niall's P.O.V*
I've been waiting outside for four hours but they still haven't turned up. I feel stupid standing outside of the studio with these fairy lights draped from all of the trees. I thought if I done this - if I showed how much I care - she would take me back. But they haven't even arrived. The boys promised that they'd get her here some how. Even Ella promised and I thought she would be the hardest to convince. So now I'm left sitting alone in my suit outside of the first place we ever met with a bunch of flowers. Maybe she found out. Maybe she refused to come. Maybe she really hates me. Maybe all of them hate me but we're just lying to shut me up. My phone ringing brings me back to reality.

"Ni-niall?" A shaken voice asks from the other line.

"Yeah, Michael are you okay?" I ask as my heart frantically pounds. As Michael explains everything becomes a blur as a sick feeling takes over my stomach. I can barely even bare to breath by the time he's finished. My best friends. The girl I love. The people I care about most are left in intensive care whilst I just sit here. I run over to my car and drive over to the hospital as fast as I can before even hanging up. The fact that my eyes are blurred from the tears makes it extremely hard for me to not crash but the thought of them being in that hospital with out me keeps me focused.

When I get there I run into the reception. I go over to the woman at the desk but she tells me to fill out some form and sit down with out me even being able to explain that I'm only here to find someone rather than me being hurt.

"Niall." Calls Calum from down the corridor. Frantically I walk towards him and the room he's sitting in front of but he grabs onto me before I can actually go in.

"They're in a bad way, bro." He tells me and as I look into his eyes I notice how red they are. His whole body is trembling and I know how hard he's holding back the tears too. I hug him tight before giving him a look to tell him that I need to see them and he just nods understandingly. When he leads me into the room I feel faint. Louis, Ella and Lola lay in beds next to each other as they have wires and needles hooked up to them everywhere. I slowly begin to cry but quickly my slow tears become hysterics as I think of the pain the people I love most must be in right now. Harry is in a state, just like me, as he looks at Ella and his closest friends fight to stay alive.

"This is all my fault." He mutters through his tears. His clothes are torn and have blood splattered all over them. I know he's trying to hold back his tears but it's not working and he's just a mess as me right now. Everyone is. Not once have I ever seen Michael cry this badly but it hurts me even more seeing him like this. I go over to Louis' bed, he's so fragile. Normally, he's making everyone laugh and smile when they're hurting most but now he's suddenly so lifeless and weak. He has cuts and scratches all over his face but other than that you wouldn't be able to tell he was in a car crash. I look back to the boys, confused.

"He hit is head pretty bad and there was this piece of metal..." Luke tries to explain but his words trail off as his tears fall down. "The metal stabbed through him pretty bad." Luke says bluntly so he can get it out quickly without crying to the point where he can't speak. I can't bare to see him like this. I shift away from his bed and over to Ella's. Her injuries are more obvious. She has cuts everywhere and her arm is in a cast. Her hands are ice cold and her skin is more pale than usual. Harry's eyes remain glued to her as he fights back the tears. I don't see the point. I don't understand why we should act as if we are okay and that our friends aren't running the risk of dying before our own eyes. If lose even one of them I don't think I could take it. My friends are my everything. Lola is my everything. I can't lose them.

I finally build up the courage to go to see Lola. Her skin is freezing and she's covered in stitches and bruises.

"They both lost a lot of blood." Liam rasps as he looks down at the floor. I slowly nod as I look at the vast amount of wires that her life is depending on. Everyone thinks that these tiny stupid wires are only keeping them alive but they're not. They're keeping me alive. Without them I'm nothing and I know I'm not the only one who feels like this.

"They don't know when...or if they'll wake up." Zayn says as he stares into space. I begin to sob as I take Lola's hand into mine. Liam walks over and squeezes me tight. I can't do this. The pain is unbearable.

"I can't live with out them. I just can't and I know I can't. What if they don't wake up?" I sob as I think the worst. Until now Liam has remained strong and kept together but something in him snaps and he begins to weep in my arms. The room is filled with sniffling noses, hysterical crying and the beeping of the heart monitors. Now I see why Mia had to go for a walk. Being in here is hard but leaving them is even worse.

"If they die then it's my fault. It will be down to me. I crashed the car. I made the people I love fight for their life. This is all my fault." Harry sobs into his palms. I don't know what to say to him. Yes he did crash the car but he can't blame himself. It will drive him mad.

I'm woken to the sound of the door open. I fell asleep only about an hour or so ago on Harry's shoulder on the hard plastic chairs. I jump up and try to act like I haven't been asleep but it is fooling no one. It's only the nurse checking on the others. Everyone is either asleep or desperately trying to. I've been lucky to be able to get to sleep. Mae has been staring blankly at the hospital beds for hours on end as the occasional tear streams down her cheek. Mia...Mia hasn't even been able to see them yet. She never came back to the hospital after her walk and just text Zayn telling him that she had gone home for the night. The whole wall next to the door has everyone laying on one and other as we sit here and just wait. Harry and I sat on the only seats in the rom but I know it's only because everyone pities us. I mean everyone is suffering but it has hit Harry so hard.

"Is there any news?" I ask but I'm terrified to hear the response.

"Mr Horan?" She asks, I nod my head to confirm my name before she continues. "Ella appears to have slipped into a coma. We don't know how long it will last or if she will wake up. But we have to think positively. Here's a leaflet that will make everything become more clear." She tells me. My heart stops. I can't breath as it feels like I'm drowning in fear. I don't want a fucking leaflet I want Ella. I want my fucking friends not a shitty piece of paper.

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A/N
For some reason I don't think the paragraphs are working and it's stressing me out. I know this chapter isn't great but I think I'm getting ill because I'm so tried.
Anyway, ly all please voootteee