Today we were all travelling down to Poole for the speedway match I am riding in tonight. The boys were all going in the car and to save them having to take two cars I was going to ride in the van with Dan. Yesterday Harry had come home drunk, and passed out on the couch for the whole of the afternoon. The others did really well to comfort me and I was really appreciative of that but I was ignoring Harry.
We were currently on the motorway going down to poole and I had just texted Niall telling them to stop at the next service station because we were. He said that they would so we pulled in and went into the car park. We saw Cameron's bike van so we parked next to it and the others parked next to us. We got out and locked up the van before going inside.
We all went to Costa and ordered coffee's. Well I ordered a tea because I didn't like coffee. We saw Cameron sat at a large table with his mechanic so we decided to go and join him.
"Can we join you guys?" Dan asked Cameron.
"Yeah sure, Hey Nellie hi guys" Cameron smiled at me and the boys. They all replied and we joined in with Cam and Fred's conversation. Once we had finished out drinks we all parted and got back on the road. We only had about 2 hours left of the 5 hour journey to go!
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When we got to Pooled the boys said that they were going to go and look round the town for the day and come to the match in the evening which i said was fine. I went with Dan into the pits and we set up my bikes and stuff.
When the evening finally came we all went into the changing rooms and put on our speedway gear. I checked the race list and saw that i was in races 3, 6, 9, 10 and 14. Dan put my bike out on the centre green while i jumped into the back of the pick up as it did its lap round the track.
I spotted the boys all wearing sunglasses and beanies so they didnt get spotted. I waved to them and they waved back. When the truck stopped we all got off and went to stand by our bikes.
the commentator announced us first as we were the away team and then he announced the home team. If it wasnt obvious, the home team was Poole. We all got onto our bikes and went round the track a few times to practise and warm up.
A few minutes later the red flag was waved meaning we had to stop. We all left the track and rode our bikes back out our bike stations in the pits. I put took my helmet off as i waited for my race.
When heat 3 came i got onto my bike and went onto the track. I was racing this race with Timo. I rode round to the start line and lined myself up so i was comfortable.
Then i stared at the start tapes, waiting for the moment that they would rise. When they did i was off and into bend 1. We finished the 4 lap race and i came first with Timo in third which wasnt too bad.
I put my bike back in the pits before going up to the side of the track to watch my fellow team mates Simon and Cameron race. The came third and fourth which was a downer.
When heat 6 came i went on the track just like i had down before. I was racing this heat with Lewis Bridger who was guesting for Danny as he was ill. I went up to the start line and lined myself up.
I stared at the tapes as I waited for them to rise. As they rose I was off and went into bend one. The rider from Poole nudged me, causing me to fall and roll across the track due to the force that I was thrown off my bike with.
Lewis had no option but to go over me, there was no way he could of avoided me so him and his bike just rode over the top of me, causing him to fall off his bike and me to roll even more.
The siren went, meaning that the race was stopped in the interest of safety. The referee said all 4 riders were able to do a re-run if Lewis and I were fit enough to over the mega phone. Well I definitely knew that I wasn't going to be riding again tonight, that was for sure.
The paramedics rushed over to both me and Lewis but my sight was blurred and my hearing got all muffled.
Niall's P.O.V
We were all watching as Nellie entered the track for her race. She was a brilliant rider and you could see that she loved doing it. The tapes went up and they were off.
We all watched nervously as the rider in red nudged her, causing her to fall and get run over by her team mate. The race was stopped and the stadium was silent, other than the referee speaking on the mega phone.
"We hear that Nellie is unconscious we will update you on the situation shortly" The commentator announced. Well that just worried us all even more, especially me and Louis.
A few minutes later there was an announcement that she was awake. Everyone cheered. Then Lewis got up so we all clapped, happy that he was up. He walked over to Nellie to see if she was okay, that's good team man ship there.
The ambulance went onto the track and stopped next to her. They got the wheelie bed out and put Nellie on a spinal board with a neck brace and an oxygen mask. Someone took her helmet and bike to the pits while Dan went in the ambulance, probably because he did sign language.
"Nellie will be taken to Poole hospital and we wish her the best" The commentator said. We all got up and left the stadium. We got in the car and left, driving to the hospital.
The drive was silent, no one spoke, you could probably hear a pin drop. When we got there we got out and walked into the hospital.
"Is Nellie Tomlinson here yet?" I asked the person at the desk.
"She is currently being examined, please take a seat and we will inform you of her situation shortly" The woman said. We nodded and took a seat. This could be a long wait.....
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Mute - Niall Horan
FanfictionNellie Tomlinson, Louis' Tomlinson's sister. Left alone. Everyone left her. I'm Nellie and this is my story