A happy mistake? (one direction fanfic)

Chapter 15

Ella's P,O,V

Beep Beep Beep.

I woke to the sound of beeping and a warm hand placed in my own. I tried to open my eyes, but my eyelids were too heavy. I heard a few faint voices in the background. "I can't lose her Liam." A voice said through muffled cries. "I know Niall, nobody wants to lose her. We can't think like that though, She will be fine. Everything will be okay." Another voice said. I wanted to wake up to see who was there. But i just couldn't move. Nothing i did worked. I tried screaming and shouting at myself to wake up. But i couldn't. "But if she doesnt wake up today, the doctor said that they are going to have to put her into a very deep coma so they can find out why she isnt waking up. And if they do that, there's a high possibility that she will wake up with a disablity or a brain problem Liam. I can't lose her. She means to much to me. You and the boys don't understand how much she means to me. I love her Liam. She means the world to me. I can't lose her, i won't lose her." Wow, that boy feels very passionate about someone, i thought to myself..

I couldn't help but think those voices talking earlier were familiar. SInce the voices stopped talking, i've only heard a few cries. I've been trying to think who the voices belonged to, but i just couldn't. I felt my hand being lifted and grasped by another. "Mr Horan, we will be putting Ella in a coma in about 30 minutes if she hasnt woken up before then." Another voice said. That one however was unrecogniseable. I don't think i've heard that voice. I heard a door close and once again, the crying started. "Ella, please wake up!" Someone cried to me, begging me to wake up. "Squeeze my hand if you can hear me. Please Ella. You have to wake up!" I tried with all the energy i had left in me, just to squeeze this persons hand. I tried so hard, but im not sure if anything happened. "Niall, you've been here for five days straight. You haven't eaten or slept and probably had nothing to drink either. Niall, please you need to go home." A soft girlish voice said trying to calm down the pleading boy. " No," he replied simply. I wanted so bad to just wake up. i needed to wake up. Why couldn't i wake up?

I kept trying to move a arm or move a leg or open an eye or just to squeeze the persons hand. But i guess nothing was happening. Every now and then i would hear a sob or feel my hand being squeezed. I had tried numerous times to move just the slightest bit when at last my eye moved under my eyelid. I continued to move it without stopping hopeing someone would notice. "Ella?" Someone gasped. "Ella, squeeze my hand if you can hear me!" They pleaded. I once again tried with all my mite. This time however, i think it worked! "Oh my gosh, Ella! LIAM GET THE DOCTOR!" i heard. Someone had finally realised i was awake! I heard numerous footsteps rushing over to where i was laying. "What's wrong Mr Hroan?" I heard someone ask. "She's awake! She squeezed my hand! And her eyes were moving under her eyelids!" The boy shouted. I felt the warmth on my hand being taken away. I pleaded for someone to bring it back, but clearly no one heard me. A sharp coldness washed over me as a cold hand grasped mine. "Ella, if you can hear me squeeze my hand," A calm voice told me. I tried once again to squeeze this persons hand. I tried and tried and tried, until the coldness was taken from me and replaced with the warmth of anothers' hand. "Mr Horan, i know your very upset about your girlfriend being here, unable to hear you, but i think you need to leave. Go home and have some sleep. Your tirdness is making you feel and see things that aren't happening. Someone please take him home and get him rested. " Someone ordered. "No, im not leaving her, and she's not my girlfriend. I will not leave this room until she is awake and i can take her home. I'm not leaving her. Nothing you can say or do, will make me leave." He replied tightening his grib on my hand. I wanted him to know that i didn't want him to leave. That if he left, the warmth would too. I didn't want him to leave me. He couldn't leave me. The way his hand was placed in mine perfectly, the way the warmth passed through my entire body, I knew that there was something right about this boy. Something familiar. But i just couldn't remember,

"Mr Horan, if i need to ask you one more time to leave, i will call security." A stern voice told the owner of the warm hand. "Im not leaving this room," He replied just as sternly back. I really needed to wake up. This was the time to wake up. "Come on, wake up!" I screamed at myself. When i stopped screaming i heard a few gasps around the room and heard footsteps scrambling over to my bed. "Ella, oh my gosh Ella!" I heard someone say. "She's awake! Ella!" Another screamed. Several voices were saying my name at once. I guess they had all heard me screaming at myself to wake up. Wait, that means they know im awake. They heard me! I slowly tried opening my eyes. It felt like they were glued shut. I couldn't open them. "Why can't i open my eyes?!" I screamed. "What's wrong with my eyes?" I was starting to panic. Am i blind? What if i am blind. I have nothing against blind people. But i won't survive being blind. "Ella, your not blind. Calm down. There's just tape over your eyes. Here, let me take it off. Ella, you need to calm down." That was when i realised i was kicking and screaming. I stopped moving and felt the tape being ripped off my eyes. I opened my eyes slowly, i am no longer lookin at black surrounding, but a white ceiling. My eyes adjusted to the lights and i turned my head to my left and recognised the person holding my hand. It was him. The one person i needed to see. It was Niall.