More Than Life

A seemingly perfect love story, broken by jealousy, lies, and secrets.
More Than Life, a Niall Horan Fanfiction

© myirishhusband 2013


3. Saved Me


I was embraced in warmth when my conciousness returned. Above me were quick, flashes of white lights. My hand was sweaty from being held onto for too long, and I was lying down on a rather uncomfortable bed.  "She's waking up" I heard a male's voice beside me state. "Alright. We're almost there." I heard a welcoming, female voice say, on the other side of me. Minutes later, the flashing lights stopped and I blinked rapidly, gaining my vision back. The more awake I became, the more my side ached and stung. I flung my left hand across my body to feel the damage, but mid-movement, my arm was grabbed onto and stopped.  "Don't touch it." the male voice said. He lifted my upperbody away from the bed and propped two pillows behind me. I was slowly laid against the pillows, and I was now to the position where I could see his face.  He had dirty blonde hair, that was flopped across his forehead, just above his bright blue eyes, which gazed at my own green eyes. He wore a baby-blue jacket over a white shirt, and white jeans. His face was finished with a small smile, crooked teeth peeking through his lips. "Who... are you?" I questioned him as his smile widened. "I'm Niall," he replied. His voice was soft and friendly. "I saved you, when the truck struck you." "Thanks," I coughed up, blood filling my mouth. Niall noticed and handed me a paper Dixie cup with salt water and held a bowl up for me to spit the water back out. He made a quick few steps to the sink to dump it out and back. "And I'm Alanna." ~*~*~*~*~* "How are you feeling?" I heard from him, behind me. He was sitting on a plush chair, waiting for X-Rays with me.  "How are you feeling?" he asked again. "Erm, good, I guess." I finally replied. "Why..?" "A girl, Maeve, texted you." he explained, walking up beside me, holding up my phone. "Oh! Maeve!" I squealed, almost falling out of my bed. Niall supported my weak body as I climbed back to my spot.  "Don't worry, I'll tell her that you're fine and I'll explain that you can't text." Niall reassured me. "Would you like me to invite her over?" "Yeah, " I answered. "Alright." Niall obediently replied. "Thanks, Niall." He wasn't quick to answer. "You're welcome."
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