lost love (Niall Horan fan fictions)

What is love? How do you find, love? Better yet, is there even such thing as 'love'? Or is it just a myth? Questions like this are holding Dest back, from life, school, her dreams. She was about to give in, break down, she was about fail without even moving on. But those questions will have answers, and those answers will have meanings. She will learn the lesson she was Destined to be. Her teacher none-other then her idol, Niall Horan.

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39. Chapter 32

Dessy's P.O.V

*Beep beep beep*

       I heard the sounds of what sounded like machines around me, they where loud and obnoxious. I wanted to open my eyes, but I was in so much pain, my body ached, it hurt to breath, so I laid there, lifeless. My chest moved up and down, my ribs causing a sharp pain every time my chest fell. I could stay like this forever, no distractions, no worrying, just peace. I my mind started to wonder elsewhere when I heard a whimper that sounded like it came from the other side of the room. The whimper sounded weak, and broken, but it was such a desperate whimper, but I've heard it before. I've heard the little gasp for breath as they try to contain their cries. 

It was Niall. 

         In the moment I gained all my energy, and strength to open my eyes and speak. Slowly my eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the bright white lights that were above. I realized I was at a hospital, but it wasn't as important to me at the moment. When my eyes finally adjusted to the lights I looked around for him, until I found him, sitting across from me on a small couch. He had dark stubble on his chin, his hair was knotted and looked like it hasn't been washed for sometime, his clothes where stained, and worn out with rips and tears in them. But the only thing I could care for was his eyes, they where dark and evil, broken and beat up. They showed anger, confusion, and despair. 

I gathered my breath and spoke. "Niall?" I whispered with my voice cracking, and my throat dry. He looked up quickly, his eyes looking at me in disbelief. "Destiny!" He cried. He got up and walked over to me. He sat down next to me, grabbing my hand. I cried looking at him, I put my hand up to his face, rubbing away a tear that was falling. He lifted his hand fast, but I flinched closing my eyes shut tight. He sat there looking at me confused. He slowly moved his hand down to his lap. "I guess I should tell the nurse.." He said, getting up. He leaned down and kissed my cheek, but my body tensed automatically. "Right.." he said before leaving the room. 

Why would I do that? It's Niall, I'm suppose to feel safe around him, but I can't help but flinch.. What have I become? Don't I love him?

The Niall came back with the nurse and doctors, they started to ask me questions, and look at the machines around me, but all I could care about was Niall sitting back on the couch, looking no better then he did before. Is he not happy I'm home? I thought he love me? How could I be so foolish! He got a call and left the room. A few moments later he came back in the room looking at me, I gave him a weak smile, but he didn't return it. He thinks I'm disgusting. He must! I've been used like a dirty napkin, no one can love me now, no one will.

Soon others came in, they looked mad, and evil. No, these are the people I know, but they hate me. They way the look at me, angry, and disappointed, their going to yell, and scream, and hit me. I gipped the bed to embrace my self. Once the doctors and nurses left, one with evil green eyes came rushing towards me, shouting my name. My eyes widened my eyes, my pupils dilated. Shield your face, bring your knees up! I quickly did as I told my self to do. Cry, maybe he won't hurt you if you cry for mercy. Agin following instructions I started to cry, "Please stop no no! Please don't hurt me! Please ! NO!" I kicked my feet for protecting. It hurt so bad, so bad, I'm so tired… 

"Please- p-lease s-t-o" I stopped moving, my heart raced I felt it pounding against my chest, unbearably hard. I slowly lowed my legs, and my arms, breathing in heavily. "So h-ard." I said, begging for help. I laid there, still, my chest moving up and down, fast and rapidly. Tears still fell down my cheeks with my eyes closed. I felt a soft hand rest on my hand, rubbing their thumb in slow circles on the back of my hand. I opened them slowly, the lights adjusted, and I saw a face there. "Please please no no no no" I repeated, breathing heavier, my heart rate went up fast. "Sh, shh, hey, hey Dessy, shhh. It's me, Tori. Shhh." She grabbed my head gently, forcing me to look in her eyes, a tear fell from her eye, looking at me. "It's just me." I looked in her eyes, memories flooded back, good memories. "Tori."

"Yeah, yeah that me sweetie." And after that I felt light headed, and soon blacked out. 

 

Tori's P.O.V

 "I didn't mean to scare her, I-I just wanted to see her I-" Harry said, sad and hurt. I could tell he felt terrible. "It's fine Harry, just next time think before you run towards someone thats been kidnapped and abused for a month. Okay?" He nodded his head. "Well can someone get the nurse and tell them what happened?" Zayn and Perrie offered to go. I walked over to Niall. "You alright?" I asked him. "I couldn't even touch her Tori, I tried to put my hand on her but she flinched. I tried to kiss her forehead, and she tensed up, and was scared. I don't know what to do!" He said. "Niall its not you, she did it to me too." I told him. "I know! Tori, she's scared of the people that protected her through everything. Its never going to be the same again!" 

Maybe he was right, maybe she won't be the same. What if I never get my best friend back? What if she hates me, or is scared of me? I need her, she's my rock, she's all I have. I mean everyone else, yes I love, and they mean the world to me, but I haven't even known them a full year yet, and I've known Destiny my whole life; theres a difference. She has been there for ever, through everything, and has never left my side. I can't lose her, I won't lose her. Not after all these years of fighting for her, to keep her safe. Never. 

"Where the hell is the bastard that did this to her."

 

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