Moments of Impact

When 17 year old Claire is in a tragic car crash, her sister dies and her brother's brain is affected in a way so that he might never remember his old life. When Claire goes to therapy group she meets Greg the man who was driving the car that caused the crash. After being instructed by her therapy counselor to talk to meet Greg she discovers his brother Niall and a band known as one direction. She finds the five friends she never had and learns how to accept the crazy turns life has. But will her brother ever remember who she is??


15. Aichmophobia

Sydney's POV:

            The tall brunette led us down the hall and into a room. "someone will be with you in a minute," she said walking out the door.  There were a couple of chairs, a bed, and a small window, where all we could see was a pitch black sky.   There was a knock on the door.  " come in," I said.  A tall balding man walked into the room, he made Niall look like a little leprechaun.  

            "hello, I'm Dr. Thomas, what seems to be the problem?" He asked.  "my friend, had an allergic reaction," I said. "to what?" The doctor asked.  "um, we're pretty sure cats."  I responded.  The doctor had Niall sit on the bed, and examined him.  I’m gonna give him a epinephrine injection, which will take away the swelling, and later this week I want him to come back so we can run some tests.  I nodded my head, not really knowing what he was talking about, but he was the doctor.  The doctor left and said a nurse would be back soon. Niall hopped off the bed, and came and sat in the chair to my right.
I pulled out my phone, and texted to Claire

Me: Niall is going to be fine they are going to give him some sort of injection, and later this week he needs to come back for testing.
Claire:  That sounds great!
My phone buzzed again with another text from
Claire: Niall has Aichmophobia, just thought you should know. -Louis
Me: Umm I don’t know what that is... Sorry
Claire:  It means he has a fear of needles-Louis
Me: Oh, is there anything I can do to help?
Claire: Not sure, you could try holding his hand though :) - Louis

            I looked over and saw the Niall was still coughing, and wasn’t paying much attention to me.  I figured niall would be okay though, hopefully the coughing would take his mind off of the needle.  There was another knock on the door,  the brunette came back into the room carrying a silver tray.  Niall was fidgeting with his shirt, and a bracelet he had on his left hand. 

            “Mr. Horan, are you left handed or right handed?” The nurse asked, putting on bright blue gloves. “Left” he answered not paying much attention. “Your arm might be sore for a couple of days, but it will relieve your coughing.” she said rolling her chair towards us. I gently grabbed Niall’s hand, and a small smile appeared for a second, before vanishing. The nurse started to clean Niall’s arm with an alcohol soaked cotton ball, and he started to get nervous. Niall gripped my hand tightly, and closed his eyes.  The nurse finished cleaning his arm, and threw the cotton ball away.  

            He moved his chair away from the nurse, and closer towards me.  The nurse rolled her chair towards Niall and he moved closer to me. “Niall, I know you’re nervous, but you have to get it.” I said “Noooo,” he said whining like a 5 year old.  “If you don’t get better, you won’t be able to perform at the live shows on Wednesday.” I coaxed. “I don’t care,” he said stubbornly.  

            “Niall Horan, what is it going to take to get you to this shot?” I said trying to stay calm, but convince him.  Niall leaned over and whispered something in my ear. "Sure,” I said, I leaned over and gave him a peck on the cheek. I pulled away, and Niall blushed, just then the nurse jabbed the needle his arm, and stuck a hot pink band-aid on his arm.

            “OW!” Niall said, turning to look at the nurse, “You could have told me.”  He was more annoyed then he was in pain, but I quick gave him another kiss on the cheek to calm him down. “Okay you’re all done, now when would you like to schedule your testing?” she asked.

            “Why don’t you do it tomorrow?” I suggested to Niall,”that way you will still have 2 days before the show. “Sure, let’s do it on Monday.” he said “Okay, i’ll see you at 9am on Monday, does that work?” she said. “Yep,” I replied, Niall and I standing up ready to leave. “Oh and Mr.Horan?” the nurse asked. “Yes?” Niall replied “Don’t eat anything 12 hours before testing.” She said “But..,” he stuttered. “Ok, got it” I replied as we walked out of the room and down the hall.


-Authors Note: Hey guys, sorry i haven't posted that much lately i will try to work on that, it really means a lot when you guys read, like or favorite my fanfic. If you guys have any suggestions on my story, please leave them in the comments, I would love to hear from you. Thanks, Claire 

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