Stand Up

Stand Up Chapter 3

Niall's P.O.V

We got to my flat and as soon as I opened the door and let Philippa and Mollie in, Philippa just froze in the hallway.

'Philippa you ok?!?!' Both Mollie and I say at the same time.

The next thing I know Philippa is falling to the ground struggling to breath.

'OH MY GOD PHILIPPA!!!' Mollie screams as she watches her best friend, laying there motionless, with me trying to help her.

'Mollie, call 999!!' I Shout at her to try and get her back to thinking straight. I could see the tears streaming down her face.

Mollie P.O.V

What the hell is going on, one minute we are walking into Niall's flat the next thing i am looking at Philippa thinkning why has she stopped and then the next thing I know Niall is on the floor with Philippa trying to get her back.

'Mollie, call 999!!' Niall shouted at me. Then it hit me I could loose my best friend right infront of me.

I did what Niall said and I grabbed my phone and dialled 999

'999 Whats your emergengy?' The lady askes.

'Can I have an amublance please' I say trying to hold back the tears.

'Patching you through now' The Lady replied.

'Ambulance service where is the emergency?' The man said to me.

'110 Chelsea Street' I reply now in tears.

'Is that in London?' The man askes.

'Yes it is' I reply.

'What has happened?' The man calmly asks.

'Well, we were just walking into our friends house and Philippa just kind of froze in the hallway, and I thought she was just looking around and then the next thing Philippa had dropped the bags she was carrying onto the floor and started to fall to the floor clutching her chest trying to breath, my friend grabbed her when she was falling so she didn't hurt herself.' I reply crying harder.

'Right miss we are arranging help, but i need you to stay calm for me, what is Philippa's full name?' The man askes.

'Its Philippa Anne Bullock' I reply calming down a bit, I look over to Niall to see him talking to Philippa a bit.

 'What is her date of birth please?' The man asked.

'11th June 1996 she is 17' I reply still sobbing.

'We are arranging help, I am going to play you a recorded phone call, then you can hang up, help is coming as fast as possible' The man said.

'Ok, thanks' I reply.

Then the recording was played and I did everything it said and made sure Philippa was still conscious.

'Niall, is she ok?' I ask now starting to tear up again.

'She is trying to stay with me' He replies not looking at me just trying to keep my best friend alive.

I kneel down so I was next to Niall I held Philippa's hand, due to the fact I didnt know what to do.

I could here the sirens getting closer and so enought the First Response people were here and took over from what Niall was doing.