Liam's P.O.V.

"How long ago was this," Simon asks breaking me from my trance.

I take a long breath and sigh before I answer, "2 weeks December 18 before… before it all fell apart. Before Harry, Louis, and Justin crossed paths in the worst way possible. Funny how life works, isn't it," I say before letting out a laugh/sob, fighting a battle with myself, trying to get my feelings under control and be the person everyone expects me to be. I suddenly hear a groan coming from Harrys bed.

Harry's P.O.V.

I feel awful. I can feel that my arms are cut up and my chest is in pain, and I feel… heavy, like a ton of bricks is weighing me down. I can barely turn my head and I still can't see anything but black, but I do hear someone talking in my room. I force my eyes open and immediately close them at the blinding light engulfing them and drowning me, suffocating me.

"Lu, is that you," My throat hurt immediately after I say that and I try to bring my hand up to grab it, but I can't move it.

"No Harry its Liam. Harry, do you remember what happened?" Liam asks me as Simon ran out of the room to get Niall and a nurse.

After a long pause and some serious picking of my brain, I finally replied, "No… I don't. It's all a blur. I do know that Louis and Zayn are hurt, how are they doing," I ask cautiously, not really wanting to hear the answer.

I watch as Liam shudders and starts to cry, tears running down his pale face, leaving small white streaks down his somehow rosy cheeks. His pupils look dilated, and he looks thinner like he hasn't been eating much lately. I can't help but force my arms up and pull him into my arms, letting him sob into my neck, while trying unsuccessfully to muffle my own sobs.

Pushing Liam back, I asked the question I knew was unavoidable "Liam, what happened? And where is Louis… AND GEMMA! I remember trying to get to her, and I remember driving, and, and..." black.

Liam's P.O.V.

"Harry, HARRY," he passed out again. I couldn't do it anymore. I turned around and punched the wall, leaving a hole in the wall and a throbbing in my hand, but I didn't care. I let the tears fall freely as I felt Niall pull me into a tight hug as Simon finally brought the nurse into the room. I shook myself from Nialls' arms stormed out of Harrys' room and walked out of the building, sitting on the bench outside. It was snowing but I didn't notice. I brought my knees up to my chest and laid my head down, trying to keep from shattering.

Niall's P.O.V.

I sigh. It seems that's all I can do lately. I decide to go visit Justin on the 5th floor. I've seen everyone else today so, I figure what the hell. Walking into the room, I crumble a little inside. Seeing this beautiful boy, hooked up to all of those machines. I move to grab his hand and suddenly his eyes pop open.

Zayn's P.O.V.

All I see is black. There is nothing here but me. It's calming in a way. Not having to deal with the pressures of life. But as much as I want a peaceful, dreamless rest, my mind keeps drifting back to that day.

CLIFFHANGER!

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