I opened my eyes to find Peter on the floor. We all stood there thinking what happened. I police officer ran in with some medics and an ambulance bed. "What? How..did you know? I asked the police still crying. "We got a report that someone saw him leave his house with a gun. It took us a while to track him." The medics put Niall onto the bed and rolled him away. I ran after him, "WAIT!" they kept rolling away, and put him into the ambulance and drove away really fast. I fell to my knees in the cold snow but I didn't care. Liam came running out to me. He picked me up and carried me inside to the fire and put me on the coach. He hugged me tight and didn't let me go. I cried into his chest. Peters body got cleaned up and took away. Good ridens. "Can you take me to the hospital?" I begged looking at him with my puppy eyes. He thought for a moment, "Ok, do you mind if the boys came?" he finally said. I shook my head and got up. "We're going to the hospital. You can come if you want," Liam said to the boys that were still standing there. They all followed to the car. I sat at the back inbetween Harry and Louis who were comforting me and holding my hands. We got to the hospital. We walked into reseption and Liam walked up to the front desk and started to talk to the old lady. I couldn't hear them. Liam was acting amazingly calm about this. She pointed in the direction of the elevator and kept talking. Then when they finished, Liam turned around with blood shot eyes and waved his hand for us to follow him. We walked up to him and he pressed the elevevator door. We got in and he pressed floor 4. I saw a sign that said floor 4 was the operation floor. We got out and walked to another reseption. Liam walked over a started to talk to a man this time. He came back to us and said, "We will have to wait. He is in operation at the moment, but they will get us when he is out." It was 8:00pm by now. I was tired, upset, horrified and I felt sick. I didn't want to wait. I wanted him to be okay, I wanted to see him and kiss him and tell him it was going to be okay now. I started to cry again. Louis saw me and held my hand. "shhh, it's okay. Don't worry," he cuddled me. I know he was only trying to comfort me but, HOW WAS I SUPPOSE TO NOT WORRY!!! I shut my eyes and fell asleep.
She fell asleep in my arms. She was so beautiful. Niall was the luckiest guy I knew! I hope someday I find a girl who loves me like she loves Niall. Time went by slower every minute. It was 2:30am and Niall was still in the operation and Isabell was still asleep. A doctor walked out and came up to us and said, "No signs of any improvement yet. I'm sorry, but we will keep trying. There is a high chance he wont make it." And with that he walked back into the surgery room. Lucky Isabell wasn't awake to hear that. We all looked at eachother and tears started to fall from all our eyes. 2 hours later the doctor came out again and said, "He's okay, but he's lost too much blood. We can't have anything happen like this again or he will die. He's asleep now, but you can still go it." and with that the doctor walked away. "Isabell!" I said to her. She woke realising were she was and shot up. "Isabell, calm down," I grabbed her shoulders. "How can I calm down!" She cried. "Because Niall is okay," I said. "What?" "Niall is okay, we can see him now, but he is asleep." I put my arm around her and walked to Nialls room. We all walked in to see Niall. Isabell ran to his side and held his hand tight.
I was so glad he was ok. I wanted him to wake up and kiss me. We all crashed out on the chairs around his bed. I woke to see Niall waking up. I ran to his side, "NIALL? ARE YOU OKAY?" I asked. "Niall? Who is Niall? Who are you?" He asked. I burst into tears, "You don't know who I am?" He shook his head. Louis had just woken up and heard our conversation. He ran to my side, "Niall? This is Isabell, your girlfriend," Tears fell down Louis' face too. Niall just looked at us like we were just some straingers. All the others woke up and surrounded Niall. "What happened?" Liam asked. "Niall doesn't remember us," Louis sobbed. "I will go get the doctor," Zayn shouted running out the door. After about 2 minutes Zayn came running back in followed by the docter. I the doctor gave Niall a check up. I couple of scans here and there also. "Well, because of the bang on his head as he hit the ground, his brain has been teperarally mumbled up," the doctor said. "Temperarally?" Isabell repeated. "Yes, BUT...he only has a certain about of time to rememeber and if in that time he doesn't, his memories will disappear." the doctor finished. How long is that?" Liam asked. What a smart question. We needed to no how long we had. I was so shocked I didn't even think of that. "Roughly about 2 days. You can take him home and if in 2 days he doesn't remember, bring him back here. You got it?" The doctor said. We all nodded.
I lost me memory. How does that work. I want to remember. That girl is my girlfriend and I can't even remember her name. And these are all my mates? I just don't know them. I don't even know who I am. "Come on Niall, lets go back to our holiday house," the girls sweet voice sang. She helped me up and I felt a sharp pain in my left arm. I looked at it and saw a big bandage. "What happened to my arm?" I questioned. "Niall, you got shot," A boy with black hair said. WHAT! I got shot? This was weird, it all felt too weird. I wanted to remember but I couldn't. We got back to the house, I think the girl said it was a holiday house. We sat down in a small cozy room with a fire. They put the fire on and sat me down. On of the boys with green eyes closed the window. "You mind if I snuggle up to you Niall?" the beautiful girl asked with blood shot eyes. I shook me head and with that she put her arms round my body and leant her head on my chest. I felt nice. It felt right. They all started talking to me about my history. Apparently I'm in a band call One Direction and they are all in it too. We talked about the band and how it came together, but nothing seemed to jog my memory. We sat in there all day trying to get my memory back. "What about food? What's your favourite food?" The boy called Louis asked. I just shrugged my shoulders, I didn't know much foods. "Nandos? Ever heard of it?" The boy with green eyes asked. I shook my head. It got quite late and all the boys went to bed, but the girl stayed cuddled up to me. Her head on my chest. "Do you mind if I kiss you?" I asked her. I really badly wanted to. She looked at me and went in for a kiss. It was wonderful, it felt so right. "I remember that kiss from somewhere," I said. "YOU DO!?" The girl smiled. She kissed me again and this time, with tounge. It felt so right. She put her hands on my abs. Those soft hands felt nice. ISABELL I thought. HER NAME IS ISABELL! I stopped the kiss and looked shocked that I remembered her. "ISABELL!" I said. A huge smile grew on her face and she hugged me tight. "I missed you, " she wispered in my ear. "I missed you too," I said. "Do you remember anything else?" Isabell asked. I thought long and hard. "ONE DIRECTION! LOUIS, LIAM, HARRY AND ZAYN!" I remembered. Her smile was even bigger and more beautiful now. She grabbed my hand and pulled me to the boys room. "HE REMEMBERS!" She shouted in joy. All the boys came and gave me a hug, "Watch the injury," I moned. It really started to throb. "Oh, sorry Nialler. It's just great to have you back," Harry said. I remembered everything. It was amazing. It just taught me that every little memory is a peice of treasure. Isabell and I had a shower together, minding I didn't get my injury wet and got changed into our pyjamas. Isabell gave me a cup of water and a pill. I took it and swallowed the pill. "NANDOS IS MY FAVOURITE FOOD BY THE WAY," I smiled at her. She hugged me tight and kissed me on the lips. We got in to bed and kissed for a while longer, but we didn't want to go any further than that because of my injury.