8. Bad News
I woke up in a bed and looked around. Niall's hand was near mine and his head resting on the bed, sleeping. 'Hes so cute when he sleeps' I thought to myself. Looking around I saw that I was in a hospital. I didn't want to wake Niall to ask him what was going on, so I just laid there watching him. When he breathed his back moved up and down. The warm breath on my hand and his hand inches away from mine, I loved it. Niall raised his head and his eyes fluttered open. I closed mine quick so he wouldn't know I was looking at him. His hand moved and grabbed mine, bringing it up to his face he kissed it. I opened my eyes and looked at him. He just smiled. 'You okay Carrie?' He asked. I nodded and asked what happened. 'You fainted and I was worried. You were out for over 10 minutes so I had them take you to the hospital.' My eyes searching his with confusion, I didn't remember. 'You've been out for two days..' Niall said in a shaky voice. I gripped his hand tight, scared. 'You haven't been here the whole time have you?' He nodded and I looked at him in disbelief. I scooted over to the other side of the bed and rolled over, staring at the wall. 'Am I going to be okay?' I whispered. I felt the sheets lift and Niall climb into the bed with me. I rolled back over and put my head in his chest and he held me tight. 'Carrie, I know we haven't known each other long but will you be my girlfriend?' He whispered. I looked and him and tears welling up in my eyes I nodded, then put my head back into his chest. He rested his chin on my head and we fell asleep.
An hour or so later there was a knock at the door, the doctor walked in. I sat up and looked at him, as did Niall. 'I have some bad new' Our jaws dropped and I began to wonder if I'll ever get anything good in life.