Emma is a 17 year old girl who just moved to London. She hates it there, no one is talking to her. Her mum always supports her, but her dad.... well he's not so supportive. Her dad have been abusing her and her mom for seven years now, they thaught moving to London would change things but it haven't changed at all. Her life is a big mess until one day she meets a certain celebrity.


21. Call 999!

Emma's P.O.V

I fell to the concrete. What had just happened? I had walked over the road and a car came driving against me. I'd heard Niall yell "Emma!" and then I fell. I looked back at the road. I saw the car driving away down the road. On the road infront of me I saw a figure laying in a wierd position. The arm was bent in a strange direction and a leg aswell. I looked at the persons face. It was turned the other way. But I saw blonde wet hair. "Niall!?" I screamed as I crawled over to the body on the ground. It couldn't be him. I turned the face up and looked at Niall's face. He had a cut in his head and the blood came straming down to the ground, his leg and arm were, obviously, broken. I couldn't breathe. This was my Niall, my savior, my everything. How could I live without him? "Niall?" I was crying really hard. "Niall baby?" I caressed his hair. I saw the road beeing lightened up again. But this time the car stopped. I heard the cardoor open and saw a figure walking towards me.

Liam's P.O.V

"Emma?" I saw a girl sitting with a boy who was laying down. "Liam?" She called. "Yeah?" I walked towards them. When I saw the scene infront of me, I couldn't help but to gasp. Niallwas laying on the road with blood streaming down his head down on the ground. His leg and arm were twisted in an unatural way. Her voice was broken. "Liam call 999! Now!"

Emma's P.O.V

I sat in a hard chair in a white corridor at the hospital. My face was all wet from the rain and my tears. I held Liam's hand in a firm grip. The ambulance came shortly after Liam called. They took Niall and drove of. Me and Liam had to take his car. When we arrived at the hospital the nurse said that Niall was in surgery and that we would have to wait. We had now sat here in 1 hour and a half and still no updation on him. My heart was broken. I couldn't get the picture of Niall's body on the road of my mind. I heard footsteps coming from further down in the empty corridor. I looked up, hoping to see a doctor or a nurse. But no. In came Louis, Harry and Zayn running towards us. I was glad they were here. I needed their support. And Niall was one of their best friends. Me and Liam stood up and walked towards the boys. Louis hugged me tightly. Out of the four bandmates (besides Niall) he was the one that I was most consistent with. He understood me. I felt tears on my shirt. He was crying aswell. The fact that he did only made me cry even harder. I pulled away and hugged the other boys. All of them were crying. "Excuse me."  I looked behind me and saw an open door and a nurse. "Are you Niall Horans friends?" I nodded. "How is he?" I said. She sighed. "Niall hit his head pretty hard, we had to stitch him up. He has one broken arm and leg, right now his condition is stable. He might have lost some of his memory due to the injury of his head, but it's only about a 10% chance that that would be the case. He's in a coma right now, but I can only allow for two of you to visit him." I looked at the boys. "Emma and Liam should go." Louis said. Harry and Zayn agreed. "Guys I.." I started. "You mean alot for him, and Liam is his best friend. Go." "Thank you." I patted his arm. Me and Liam walked after the nurse into a light blue room. In a white bed I saw a lifeless Niall. With monitors attached to his body. I ran over to the bed and held his hand in mine.

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