My name is Carter Matthews. I'm 17 years old and incredibly strong(that's what people have told me). I have shoulder length, straight, black hair. And when I save the Niall Horan from two guys trying to hurt him, he wants to hire me as a body guard. But along the way... I feel something... not just a friendship... but something more...
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7. 6)Hospital

{Zayn's POV}

Carter got shot. I can't believe it. I fought off both of her parents and knocked them both out. I picked up Carter bridal style and got the boys. We drove to the hospital and I had to take off my shirt and tie it around Carter's chest to keep the blood from coming so fast. Harry called Niall and Louis and they started freaking out and said they'd meet us at the hospital. When we got to the hospital my shirt was completely covered in blood. We ran through the door and Niall and Louis were already there and had a hospital room at the ready. Two nurses picked her up and put her on a gurney straight to the hospital room. A doctor immediately went into the room to inspect her wound. "This is all my fault" I said, "I should've jumped in front of the bullet or yelled to her. She saw her sister and got distracted." I said.

"Zayn don't blame this on yourself, I pushed her to do all of this. It's my fault" Liam said. We started arguing over whose fault it was and we didn't even notice when the doctor came and told us we could see her.


{Liam's POV}

After Zayn and I stopped arguing, I went into Carter's room. She smiled faintly and I hugged her gently, making sure not to hurt her. "Liam," she said quietly,"did Emily get out?" I didn't want to answer. I wasn't ready to tell her that her own father strangled her only sister. She started to tear up at the fact that I didn't answer her question. She knew that she didn't make it.

"I'm so sorry, I tried to protect her, but she said that she wouldn't leave you" she was crying now. I felt so awful. I kissed her on the cheek and walked out of the room.


{Louis's POV}

After Zayn walked out of the room, Harry and I went in. "How ya doing?" I asked.

"I'm fine, I'm upset that my sister didn't make it, but I'm happy that you guys didn't get hurt" she said. I had gotten her a stuffed bear on the way to the hospital, so I laid it next to her and walked out of the room.


{Harry's POV}

Louis left the room and Carter and I were left alone. "I'm so sorry we talked you into this, Carter"

"It's okay, Harry." She said faintly. She was falling asleep in and out so I hugged her gently and walked out of the room.

"Hey Niall, want me to help you in so you can see her?" I asked him as he was still limping.

"Yeah" he said. He practically jumped up out of his chair. I think all of the guys saw that Niall liked Carter. I helped him in the room and he sat next to Carter on the bed.

"Knock her dead, Niall" I said. I winked giving him a little hint and left the room.


{Niall's POV}

I can't believe this happened. No. I can't believe this happened and I didn't even know they left. I know that I only just met her, bit I felt like she was the one. The one that I would be with forever. She smiled at me and I started rambling about how this was completely crazy and how that didn't she even tell me about what they were doing and blah blah blah, until she finally but in.

"Niall, if this is your way of trying to make a move on me," she started and I put my head down thinking that she didn't like me, "it's totally working" she said with a faint smile. I leaned in and kissed her. She put her hand on the nape of my neck and kissed me back. When she finally pulled away I smiled from ear to ear. I sat there for a while and we just stared at each other, both of us smiling the whole time. The doctor came in and Carter finally looked away.

"Okay Carter, unfortunately, the bullet hit you pretty hard and you're going to need surgery, and you don't have insurance or money to pay for it." The doctor showed us Carter's file and there's no way that she can pay for the surgery herself. "If you don't get this surgery, there's no knowing how long you'll live. It could be a year. It could be a day." The doctor said. I can't let her die.

"I'll pay for it." I said quickly. Carter took my hand and shook her head.

"No, I can't let you do that," she said.

"Yes you can!" I said.

"No, you can't do that, I won't let you. I'm fine"

"No! You're not! You're getting quieter and weaker and you can see that the color in your cheeks are flushing! I'm paying for your surgery and you can't stop me!" She didn't say anything so I went with the doctor to fill out the paper work.


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