I paced up and down the corridor of the hospital.
Michael, Luke, Cal, Zayn, Lou, Liam all sat in the chairs, while I paced up and down the corridor.
Everything happened so fast....first Harry got shot, then Niall and Mary.....the police had no choice and they shot
Charlie and Mary's dad, or we would all have been killed.
"It seems like we spend most of our senior year in the hospital, instead of school," Michael said.
I nodded, but didn't laugh. Who would anyways? In these circumstances?
"Ash sit down," Calum insisted.
"No," I said and made my way down the hall again.
"How do you think the surgery's are going?," Louis asked.
"We all know what you know Lou, but lets hope it's going good," Luke said.
"Niall looked like he's been tortured the worst," Liam said, sighing.
I agreed. His wound on his neck, the scars on his back that we saw after the doctors took his bloody shirt off......and then he got shot....thankfully in his shoulder only, his right one, the one on which he had the wound on.
Harry had a wound on the right side of his neck, and he got shot in his stomach....and Mary....got shot........near her heart.
I pressed my back against the wall and slid down to a sitting position, crying.
All my new friends......were hurt.
~ 1 hour later ~
"Hello everyone," the doctor said in his American accent.
"Hi," we all muttered.
"Niall Horan's surgery was successful, he's in stable condition and should wake up in a hour or less. Harry and Mary are still in surgery," he said.
"Can I go see Niall?," I asked.
He nodded and told me to go to room 142.
I made my way down the hall to Niall's. I walked in and sat down by his side.
~ 10 minutes later ~
He started moving around.
"Niall?," I said.
"Ashton?," he said and opened his eyes.
"Hey," I said, making a small smile.
"Where is she?," he asked.
"In surgery," I said, knowing right away he was referring to Mary.
"Who got shot the worst?," he asked.
"M-m-mary," I said, as more tears slid down my face.
He turned his head the other way and I could tell he was crying too.
She...got shot...because...she tried....rescuing me.
I remembered that.....her jumping in front of me before everything went black.
"Where did she get shot?," I asked Ashton, but not turning my head.
"N-n-near her heart-t," he sobbed.
I cried harder.
We all sat waiting for either new news, or Ash to return.
I was getting annoyed, I already cried myself out, I had puffy eyes, as did the others.
But me and Mary.....had been the closest....besides Niall.
I hurt me so much and I realized that I....I think I have been all this time in love with her.
There's just something about her....
"Hello again," the same doctor came again.
"Harry's surgery was successful too.....although he's in a coma and I don't know when he'll wake up," he said sadly.
This time I asked to go see our next friend.
He was attached to many machines and breathing slowly.
I sat down next to his bed, and the tears came again.
I exited Niall's room, an hour later, walking back to the others.
Niall couldn't stop crying, after I told him about Mary. He was still crying once I left him.
"Hey guys," I said.
Everyone looked at me, but Michael was missing.
"How is he?," Liam asked.
"Crying," I said.
"You told him about Mary?," Luke asked.
"Yeah, it's the first thing he asked," I answered, "Where's Micky?"
"Harry got out of surgery, and he went to see him," Calum said.
"Oh," I said sitting down, "Is he okay, Harry I mean."
"He's in coma," Luke said.
I nodded. I hope he'll wake up soon and that Mary's surgery would be finished soon.
My princess......my princess.....
I cried and cried and couldn't stop.
"Niall?," someone said.
I turned to see Louis at the door.
"Hey," I weakly said.
"Can we come in?," Liam asked pushing Louis away.
Zayn, Liam, Louis all came in.
"We are so sorry to hear about what happened," Zayn said.
"At least it's over," I sighed, "But she's not okay, I'm so worried.....and Harry is in coma...."
"Everything is going to be fine Niall, we must think only good thoughts...not bad ones," Liam said.
"I know....," I said.
"Michael?," Ashton said walking into Harry's silent room.
"Yeah?," I asked.
"Mary's out of surgery....what to see her?," he asked.
I nodded and left Harry's room.
Her room was 187, a little but down the hallway.
"I've been to see her......it's not the greatest sight," Ash told me before I went in.
I opened the door and saw her peacefully laying on the bed.....hundreds of machines connected to her....breathing tube in her mouth, cables connected to her heart.
More tears slid down my face.
"Mary," I whispered, clutching her hand, "Mary."