The Cabin - {A Narry Storan love story} (Book 1 of 3)

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Nineteen

     

     

Harry's POV

          

              
"I'm afraid you've been poisoned."

I felt my heart beat speed up as I heard the words, poisoned, not like food poisoning at all. If I was poisoned that meant someone was trying to kill me, but that would be impossible, it was only me and the lads in that cabin. I laid my head on the pillow and looked at the ceiling, the room was completely silent, maybe they were waiting for me to speak. I didn't really feel like talking, I wanted to get to the bottom of who was poisoning me, of course the possibility was Alexia. Zayn been letting her in all this time, what's to say she didn't have a gang of friends nearby?

I slowly lifted my head up and looked around the room, Zayn was sitting near the window with mixed emotion on his face, like he didn't know what to make of all this. I shifted my gaze over to Louis who was looking at the ground, Liam had his arm around him tightly, comforting him. Liam had this sort of blank look on his face, like he was in shock by the news, we all knew Liam better then that of course. He probably saw something like this coming, Liam usually thought of every possible outcome, he was the best at comforting.

I took a deep breath and slowly looked over at Niall, he was probably the worst I've ever seen him, it made me want to get out of bed and hug him tightly. Niall was completely pale in the face, his eyes were a dark dark shade of blue and looked dull, I had never seen his eyes like that before. I held out my hand and looked and Niall, his eyes drifted to my hand slowly and looked at it, his right hand came up and took a hold of my hand.

"Hey. . .I'm gonna be okay, Ni." I whispered and looked at him.

"I don't want to loose you.." Niall whispered as tears threatened to spill over his eyes.

I shook my head and gently tugged his hand, signaling him to come closer to me, slowly Niall got up and shuffled closer to the bed. I needed Niall to know I wasn't going anywhere, I would get better and get out of the hospital, I pulled Niall's hand and he jolted forward. His chest fell on mine and I hugged him tightly, I heard a faint sob and hands rest on my waist, Niall was crying as I gently rubbed his back.

"Listen to me." I whispered in his ear so only he could hear "I'm not going anywhere, okay? I'll be here, they'll find me a treatment and make me all better."

Niall nodded into my shoulder and started to pull away, tears were stained on his cheeks, his eyes looking sad instead of dull. I reached out a somewhat shaky hand and wiped the tears off his face, I could tell everyone in the room was watching us, but I didn't really care. Leaning in slowly I pecked Niall on the lips, a small smile was tugging at the corners of his mouth, that was more like the Niall i knew.

Niall leaned in and kissed me sweetly, which made I heart beat erratically, well at least the machine I was hooked up to say it was. The doctor cleared his throat and me and Niall broke apart, both of us blushing rather deeply too, but what did you except? I've gone about six hours without kissing my boyfriend, and I'm sick in the hospital, I deserved a reward. That reward just happened to be in the form of Niall's lips, which tasted strangely like my biscuits, I eyed Niall and he had a guilty look on his face.

"Have you been eating my biscuits?" I asked between coughs.

"Yes. . .I got hungry okay?" He retorted and sat down in his chair.

I began chuckling which turned into a lot of coughing, I had gone from throwing up to couch and sneezing, and well. . .Something unpleasant. I rested my head on my pillows and closed my eyes as I coughed, after a few minutes I stopped, I kept my eyes closed though. Every time I had a cough fit it took me a minute to get my breathing normal, I just couldn't wait to feel better.