"If you cant figure out where you stand with someone, it might be time to stop standing and start walking." -anonymous

Sorry if it seems kinda bad and a little too fast past, but it was my first fanfic! :)


28. Worst news of my life. :(

Jessica's P.O.V.

I think Grace had the television on behind us. I was half listening and half paying attention to the conversation when I heard something that caught my attention.

"This just in, an almost death car accident has happened about thirty minutes ago. Police say that the driver of the vehicle is Niall Horan. Reporters say that Niall was on his way to-" the nurse turned around and turned it off. Oh. My. God. Niall could be dead and it was probably all of my fault.

"Oh my god! I need to go see him! I need to go help him!" I tried to get up but the nurse pushed me back down. I heard my heart moniters normal beet go to a out of control rate.

"Honey, you need to calm down. You need some rest you've hit your head pretty hard"

"I don't care! I need to see him!"

"Jessica, you need to calm down, there is something that we need to tell you" Grace said tearing up.

"W-What is it?" I said laying back in the hospital bed concerned. Grace and the nurse shot each other looks of sadness. They looked at each other as if none of them wanted to say what was about to come. The nurse looked away and at the ground and finally back at me. She was starting to cry. She opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. I looked at Grace who was now crying herself.

"I-Is it bad. Is he d-dead?'' I whispered the last part because I didn't want any of this to be happening, hoping that if I didn't say it loud enough that it wouldn't happen. The nurse finally looked at me and said the only other thing that I was hoping that she wouldn't say.

"Honey, Niall, you see, he hit his head pretty hard, and he's in a coma. The doctors say that it will be a maricle if he remembers anything in the last 48 hours." Oh my god. That means that our date, or anything that had to do with me, he wont remember. My face went white. It felt as though I wasn't even in my own body anymore. I looked over at Grace who was wiping her tears with the back of her sleeve.

"The doctors say that its best if you don't say anything about what was going on between the both of you, that's its just best that you move on." I couldn't hold it in anymore. I started to cry. We could've had a good thing between us. I could've cleared everything up like Harry's lies. But no, I had to be the stupid bitch that I am, and screw everything up. God I fucking hate myself. I hate my life. It almost seemed that everything was going good for once and I screwed everything up.

(AN: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! I would say ENJOY MA BITCHES but I'm not to sure if you enjoyed this chapter a lot.)

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