Death Track

Carmen is in love with her best friend. Which had benefits in her opinion. Because she's sick, she's deadly sick, and this best friend happens to be the reason why she keeps fighting the disease. But when her friend goes to try out for the X-factor, she lost her will to live. Her friend became famous without her knowing, she spends most of her time in the hospital. She keeps living for three years. But when she meets her friend unexpectedly in a hospital, things change. And Carmen can only hope things change for the better. Or will she fall back into the dark black hole that's called love.


6. Chapter 6 The Old Times

Niall's pov

A slightly fat nurse waltzed into my room. she had a notepad in her hand and looked through the paper, maybe my name?

"Horan?" she looked at me as I nod, was there something wrong. the doctor told me everything would be alright.

"I have a message. Carmen Midland wants to see you, if you want to you actually can, I think she's a fan or something, but she's in a really bad state, and before she dies she maybe wants to see her idols. well at least one of them." she said in a monotone. But my heart fluttered, Carmen Midland had asked for me. maybe it was indeed her. I would be reunited again. but I guess not, she wouldn't be a fan, she would be my friend.

but I couldn't care less. Carmen wanted to see me, I was finally going to see Carmen again. But why was she at the hospital? Is she alright? but what if I got my hopes up, and it wasn't her, it could break my heart.

"Yes I want to see her." I said, as happy memories came back to me. She was my everything, but now I zoned out to our first meeting. But after that we weren't friends, it was just the first time we actually saw each other, the time we became friends was when she lost her parrents, and was sobbing. but the memory of her when I fist saw her strawberry blond hair...

"Mum I need to use the toilet." I said, as I took a sip from my drink, I knew I shouldn't. I would have to go only more, but maybe my mom would let me then.

"Then you shouldn't have drunk that much Niall." My mom smiled. I frowned, I really need to use the restroom.

"MUUUM." I wined. Quickly standing up, I knew me mum would let me go at the end. I fell back in the chair and crossed my arms over my chest.

"Okay you can go." she helped me off of my chair, and I ran towards the toilet. I really needed to go. quickly, quickly, quickly. I looked for the restroom and luckily I found it quickly.

I pushed open the one with the male sign and opened a bathroom door. As I opened it, an other person ran in.

"Can I please go first?" I high voice said behind me, it surely wasn't a boy's voice. But why would a girl go to the men's toilet. Or maybe I went wrong, no I looked good enough, surely after past events...

"Uhm, why are you in the boys toilet?" I asked the red head behind me. She flushed red, matching the color of her hair.

"The girl ones are full, and I really need to go. Can I please go first?" She asked again, her eyes pleading with big blue puppy dog eyes

"If you promise I'll see you again." I smirked, she was nice, she even dared to come in here. I don't know many girls, but the ones I knew they would never do something like that.

"Promise." She ran past me into the toilet and then locked the door.

And Carmen held herself at that promise, she saw me every day at school. That were the days I always would remember. But I would never forget the day we became friends. that little girl crying broke my heart.'

"I just got through she maybe has to do surgery, if you want you, you have a little bit time to see her before that." The fat nurse smiled kindly.

"I'm fine with that." I quickly stood up out of my bed. But the nurse had other ideas and wheeled a wheelchair into the room. Urgh, I'm going to meet her again in a wheelchair, how embarrassing. well if she is it, not saying she is.

"I can walk." I smiled at the nurse, I liked her. she was the portal towards Carmen. Well that's how I saw her now: a portal. maybe that's mean, well no, that isn't. the nurse was nothing more to me honestly. can't lie.

"If you aren't released you have to be wheeled in this." I sighed in defeat, and sat down into the wheelchair. If the only way is in a wheelchair, I'll take it.

She wheeled me through the countless halls of the hospital. Harry following beside me, but I couldn't help but smile like a mad man. I was going to see her again. That was the only thing running through my mind.

"Room 42." the nurse opened the door. she motioned for me to step out of the wheelchair, and so I did. I nocked gently on the door and walked in.

"Hello." I heard a weak voice say. could that be her? I hope so, I hoped it was her. but the voice sounded harsh, and older.

"Hey." I said, as I walked further into the room. I saw her, I saw her again. a smile crept onto my face, although she was in the hospital, and that couldn't mean anything good.

I saw Carmen laying into a hospital bed. She still had her strawberry blond hair, her pale skin, but it was paler then usual, maybe that has changed. and her bright blue eyes, her eyes were shining as she met mine. But Carmen changed. And not in a bad way, like Harry had said she was indeed good looking.

"Carmen." I cried, and ran to her and embraced her into a tight hug. She didn't hug me back, so I pulled back. To be honest it kind of hurt me.

"Niall." she whispered. Carmen had tears in her eyes. Maybe she was sad that she hadn't seen me for so long.

"Don't cry." I wiped her tears away. She mustered a weak smile on her face. Even if it was weak and small, it was beautiful.

"Pretty girls don't cry." I whisper, she smiled a weak smile again, The one she smiled the day before I left for the xfactor. She was happy, but at the same time really sad. The sad part hurt me, and still does.

"If they are hurt they are, but no worries I'm fine now." Is she hurt? did I do it, was it because of the hug, or maybe because I left her. I would make it up to her no matter what. or maybe it was because of the fact, I was here. maybe she didn't want me to be here.

Her eyes lit up, and she scanned me. Was she judging me, was I going to pass? was she think the same of me as I did with her. I hope so, wait why would I care.

Don't have those thoughts horan, she is your friend, nothing more. Well I hope she still is my friend, but why would she ask for me otherwise.

I was so happy to see her again, it was such a long time ago, I really did forgot the old times. Even the times she got jealous of Mandy. I can't deny that they weren't funny. she always got mad, but she tried to hide it, I chuckled to myself.

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