I woke up in a very uncomfortable bed. I sat up and went to rub my eyes but I soon realized I had an IV in my right arm. I looked around.. The room was all white and there was a little couch in the corner of the room with some chairs around it. I could hear footsteps in the hallway. I'm in the hospital.
It all came back to me after I realized where I was. I sat up and winced from the pain. A nurse came in and saw I was up.
"He's awake!" She called to the doctor, who soon came in after her.
They came in and the doctor checked a couple things and made me do a couple tests and tell him how I felt. The usual stuff.
After the doctor left everyone came into my room and greeted me. Zayn, Liam, Louis, Harry, Emma, and Jamie. They all looked like they've been crying.. Jeez, dramatic much? I'm fine..
"Hey Nialler. How ya feel?" Liam asked sitting down in a chair next to my bed.
"My head is pounding." I complained.
"Yeah you got a concussion and a broken wrist." Louis said sitting in another chair.
"So do you remember what happened?" Zayn asked.
"Kinda. I was in the car, I think I was going to see Autumn, and I must've wrecked."
"Niall.." Liam said sadly.
"What..?" I asked knowing there was something more to this.
"Autumn was in the car with you when a driver lost their brakes and crashed into her side, pushing you into oncoming traffic.." Zayn said holding back tears.
"Wha-what? This isn't happening.. This isn't happening." I kept telling myself.
I kept pinching my arm, expecting myself to wake up and find Autumn asleep right next to me, but this isn't a nightmare. It's reality.
"I need to see her! Where is she??" I yelled.
"Niall you can see her later just go to sleep." Jamie said.
"No! I need to see her now! Tell me! Is she okay??" I yelled.
The doctor and nurses came rushing in, kicking everyone else out of the room. They gave me medicine that instantly made me tired. Next thing I knew I was in deep sleep.
I woke up about 5 hours later. Louis and Zayn were sitting next to my bed.
"Hey.." Louis said.
"Hey." I replied quietly.
"Feel better?" Zayn asked.
"A little, I guess. Now will you please tell me about Autumn?" I asked.
"Niall I don't think you're ready to know." Louis whispered.
"Just tell me.. I need to know. It's my fault."
"You're not gonna take it well.." Zayn replied.
"I don't care! Just f**king tell me!" I said loudly getting angrier and angrier every second.
"She's in a coma, Niall. They don't know if she'll make it." Louis said about to cry.
I felt weak.. I felt like this was all just my stupid imagination getting the best of me. Why does this have to happen to her! Why couldn't it have been me!? She doesn't deserve this! Why do bad things happen to good people! I was questioning the world inside my head while I sat there and cried.
"Can I go see her..?" I asked barely above a whisper.
"It's bad.. I don't think you want to yet." Zayn said patting my back.
"Yes I do. Take me to her." I demanded quietly.
They helped me up and we walked down the hall and down another hall and finally made it to her room. Everyone was sitting outside of the room silent, just staring out at random things.
I walked in her room. Louis and Zayn were following me but I told them to stay out. I walked slowly over to her bed and sat down in the chair. I held her cold hand and kissed it.
She had cuts all over her and a big bandage stained with blood wrapped around her head. She was as pale as a ghost. She-she looked, lifeless.
The worst thing is, knowing that you might not ever see her eyes again, or her face back to her normal shade, or hear or voice or laugh again. Then it hit me hard.
I might not see her truly alive again.