Triple crossed <3

This is a story about 1D and Louis, Niall and Harry have all fallen for Lauren. Things will never be the same.....


7. Hospital.

"NIALL!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Even though I was numb. "Niall! Buddy! Wake up!" Harry screamed. I started balling AGAIN. "I have to call 911!" I said fumbling to dial the number. "911 what's your emergency?" The lady said. "My friend is passed out on the floor! He needs help!" I said still numb. "Okay help is on the way." I collapsed on the floor with Harry while the sound of sirens filled the air. I can't loose Niall.

AT THE HOSPITAL: "Niall! Is he okay?" I asked the doctor. "Your friend will be fine, he just lost a bit to much blood, we need to transplant some blood to him." "Oh my god.'' I said under my breath, 'do you have the blood?" I asked nervously. "Yes, we will do the procedure in just a few minutes. It won't take that long, maybe you should calm down at the cafeteria." Said the doctor. I looked at Harry. "Let's go, we will pray for Niall." And after that we went to the cafeteria and got some food. We prayed. I prayed and prayed and prayed. I can not loose Niall I will miss him too much. After we finished eating we went back to the Niall's room where the doctor was. "Bad news. Niall is in a coma." "What?" I almost whispered. "I'm so sorry, he will be awake soon though." And then the doctor left. It was so rude. "Are you ok?" Asked Harry. "I guess, it's just that- Niall was-" I trailed off. I didn't want to say I loved him. But I do. I'm crossed. Between two people I love. Harry, who was as cheeky and romantic as you can get, always looked on the positive side, and helping people. And Niall, the sweetest, funniest person you would ever meet, who was always laughing and having fun. I was torn. But I didn't want to tell Harry. What should I do? "Haz, I love him." But I quickly added, "like a brother." Harry calmed down. "I do too. I miss him. But he will get better." Harry said will a reassuring hug and a peck on the nose. AN DAY LATER: We walked into Niall's room. The doctor called us over to see him and maybe talk to him. However that works. I walked up to his bed and sat down next to him. "You should talk to him." Harry said. "Ok, but would you mind if I did it alone?" I asked. "Sure! I'll be back." And when he left I looked at Niall's helpless little face and started to tear up a little. Then, I started to prepare my speech to pray to him.

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