Chapter 1: Will You Still Love Me After This?

He was all I could ever think about. He was on my mind twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. But now, nothing. Everything we had was gone and nothing could ever help make him better. His coma was something I couldn't take anymore. I keep blaming myself for something that was on accident but wasn't my fault what so ever. Why did he have to jump in front of it? That stupid blur of silver flying throw the air. Then it hit him.

*Flashback*

Liam and I were walking home from school but he got a call from his mom saying he had to go home. He left which left me all alone to walk home. That didn't turn out very good. The next corner I turned, I got guys pulled me into an alley. There must've been like 7 guys and there was nothing I could do. Niall was just walking by the alley and noticed me trying to get away. As I tried to get away, one of the older looknig guys pulled out a gun, aimed at me and fired. If Niall wouldn't have been there, I would've gotten shot. Niall fell to the ground and immediately started bleeding bad. I called 911just in time. They got there a few minutes later. Thank god to or else I would've lost the best friend in the whole wide world. He was such a great guy and I know there would be a lot of people who would be devistated to lose him.

*End Of Flashback*

On the way to the hospital, I called the rest of my friends, my mom and Harry's dad (since they're dating) and Niall's mom. They all showed up at the hospital after he had gone into the emergency room. Only one person was allowed in and since I was the only there at the time he went in, I went with him. Mom texted me when she and Terry* got there. The others slowly got there. The doctors and nurses said they would let one other person in but I had to choose. I chose Harry since he was practically my brother and because he was Niall's closest friend besides me.

"How long until he's better?" Harry asked me.

"I honestly have no clue," I said, with tears in my eyes. "It could take a while but...he might not...live." I had enough. Harry seen my tears starting to fall faster on my face so he pulled me into a hug and brought me into the waiting room. Liam immediately got up and hugged me, trying to comfort me.

"I think we need to talk Liam." I said, with more tears than ever.

"Okay. Let's step outside and talk." he responded then left. I followed, not really sure about what I was going to say to Liam.

"Umm... I don't know how to say this but ..." again I had started to cry. Liam held me close, making this a lot harder than I had planned. "I think we need to take a break."

"Are you saying you're breaking up with me?" he asked, sounding angry.

"Yes but listen..." he didn't give me a chance to finish.

"WHY?" sounding even angrier.

"I just think it would be best since I will be here a lot with Niall until he recovers and you will want to do other stuff. I really don't want you to get mad about me staying here and not wanting to go with you to the stupid concerts or something. Please forgive me." I said, starting to cry again. This time he calmed down and put his arm around me, trying to be gentle.

"It's okay. I'm not mad. I have just one question." he said.

"What is it?" I replied, getting a little happier everytime I thought of my best friend before the incident.

"Will you still love me after this?"

A/N: Terry is Harry's dad. Harry's dad and Jaycee's mom are engaged so Harry and Jaycee are going to be brother and sister soon...I own nothing in this story and I hope I get reviews on how I did so I can write the next chapter. If I get enough reviews, the second chapter will be out soon.