rainy nights.

Rachel's Niall's lead backing dancer who's loved him ever since they met, when niall confesses his love to her will they keep their locve under wraps? But at a late night party things turn out of hand. Will Rachel learn to love again? or will the hate and hardship drive them apart?


22. dying


i couldn't believe what i was hearing, i sat in my own little world blocking harry blocking the doctors too. The dream of growing old with my baby, taking it to parties, reading it bed time stories had completely disappeared. Maybe if i concentrated hard on the chances of me keeping the baby, that I'd wake up and this all would be a bad dream. 

"After the accident we ran a few tests on the conditions of your baby and we are sorry to tell you ..." he stopped right before he told me mumbling something to the fellow people behind him. 

"tell me what?" i couldn't think of any thing to say.

"your baby is dying." the words him me hard, i couldn't loose him/her it's mine they belong to me! i sobbed and sobbed until my eyes began to turn sore. harry's hand locked into mine. 

"you're due to have an c section in 30 minutes please take these moments to grieve. we will be in shortly with your night gown." i completely broke down i didn't care if they judged me. i love this baby i can't loose it. i can't.

Harry comforted me for the next 20 minutes hugging me, whispering kind things into my ear. Telling me every thing was going to be okay. But was it? My baby is dying, my boyfriends not even bothered about his pregnant girlfriend in hospital. My life couldn't be any more fucked up if i tried. "Maybe you should ring Niall?" i brought myself to finally speak to harry. "yeah okay i'll go now." as he walked out the nurse came in holding a tray in one hand and a night gown and hat in the other.

"i'm going to have to give you a injection so you wont feel any pain, please relax." she pushed the needle slowly into my arm making me squirm as it went in. 

"all done now." she said a few seconds later. As long as the pain was taken away.

i was placed on a bed and kitted up with all the equipment that was needed. heart rate monitors you name it i had it. With that i was wheeled down the corridor into the surgery room. Harry walked in after me a large frown upon his face. "Niall's drunk." he mumbled with that my life wasn't worth living any more. My lover was out clubbing again with another girl. My baby was dying. "All those times he said that he'd be here when I need him most. Where is he now?" I sobbed again not realising everyone in the room was staring at me. "When I come out can I live with you again?" I looked up into harrys eyes. I've never felt so alone with so many people around me. That's when the medication kicked in. The rest was such a blur.

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