A/N: Here is Chapter 2 I hope you like it! Please Review.. please! Haha xx
The three boys sat in the cold, dark room. Harry and Zayn in two chairs on one side of the lifeless boys bed and Louis on the other. They hadn't talked since they were allowed into the room. None of them knowing what to say. They listened to the slow beeps of one of the machines next to his bed. Sometimes watching it as his heartbeat drew a steady pattern of jumping lines across the screen. Other times watching the slow rise and fall of his chest and he breathed.
Louis favoring watching his chest. Zayn favoring the monitor. And Harry taking his own path, and keeping his eyes trained on the boys body. Not moving away from it, hoping and waiting to see a slight movement. A movement that would cause him to burst in hope that those bright blue eyes would open again.
All three boys eyes were burning at this point, begging to be shut. But none of them wanted to miss a thing. Their stomachs burned, like inside them held a fire.
None of them had eaten since before the accident, or in Louis' case since before he found out about the accident. And Zayn knew that soon he would have to give in to the hunger. Whether or not he wanted.
Suddenly he absent mindedly let out a groan as he rubbed his stomach. "I am so hungry." he said nearly whispering. "Me too." Louis said, sitting up slightly in his chair.
Both boys looked over to Harry who didn't acknowledge the fact that either of the two boys had talked. "Harry, do you want something from the cafeteria?" Louis asked him. "No." he said in a gravely voice, without taking his eyes off of the boy lying in front of him.
Louis sighed, "Come on Zayn, lets head down there." he said before slowly standing from his chair. He felt a sharp pain move through his back from sitting in his slouched position.
Harry waited to hear the door close before scooting his chair closer to the bed. He inhaled deeply, and felt his stomach turn. "H-hi Niall." he spoke nervously. Although he wasn't sure why he was so nervous. "I uh- I don't know if you can hear me. But I-.. I um.. I'm sorry." he said, exhaling. "I just.. It was all my fault." he rested his head lightly on the cold boys arm, "I should have remembered to tell you not to jump to the left of the sign." he paused for a moment, before letting out a small chuckle.
"Imagine it," he whispered, "Imagine if I had remembered. If I had told you, to only jump on the right side." he said lifting up his head. He sniffled, wiping some escape tears from his cheeks. "We probably wouldn't be in this mess right now." he paused, "I wouldn't be sitting here, silently praying to god, that you will wake up. That everything will turn out okay. Okay for you." he sighed, squeezing his eyes shut, allowing more tears to stroll down his face.
He inhaled deeply, before beginning again, "Louis tried to stop me. He told me not to go cliff diving." he chuckled again, "But I am always right, huh?" he sighed, "Guess not." He dried his face before waiting a moment to speak again, "So when you wake up, if your mad at anyone. Be mad at me. Zayn couldn't help you, he was already in the water, there was no way he could stop you. Louis tried to stop us from going, but I didn't listen, nor did I tell either of you his warnings." he swallowed before beginning again, "I was the one at fault here. All of it. It's because of me." he said before laying his head down on the unconscious boys arm again.
"Why don't you boys go home?" the nurse with the early day shift said as she walked over to Niall's bed. None of the boys answered. This had to have been the tenth time any nurse had told them to go home. And probably the third from this particular one. "For the past four days, all you have eaten was cafeteria, or vending machine food. You haven't slept in your own beds. You haven't changed. You haven't even showered, and frankly.. Your starting to smell." she said chuckling and fanning her nose.
"Please." she said, "We will call you if anything happens." she said and they all looked up to her. "You can even call every hour if you want, if you don't trust me." she said waiting for a response. After a moment of silence, Louis finally spoke up, "Your right. Come on lads, lets go. We can come back first thing tomorrow morning." he stood up waiting for the others to follow. After a moment of thought Zayn decided he would follow. But Harry sat still.
"Come on Harry." Zayn said nudging the younger lad with his knee. But he didn't move. "Harry." Louis said and finally Harry stood up, slowly walking out of the room.
"So do you want to order food?" Louis asked Harry as he walked past him towards his room in the back of their flat. "Sure." he said continuing to walk. "What is your problem?" Louis asked the younger lad.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked confused.
"Why are you giving me and attitude!" "I don't know, maybe because one of my best friends is in a coma, and I don't really want to talk to anyone about anything." Harry stated now facing Louis.
"Well maybe if you would have listened to me when I told you not to go, we wouldn't be in this situation right now!" Louis was now shouting at Harry. "Maybe you should stop babying me, then I might listen to you more often!" Harry said shouting back.
"Babying you! If you listened you wouldn't have to be babied!" "You are not my father!" Harry shouted, "I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself!"
"If you were, do you think you would still be living with me! Cause I don't really think so, considering you didn't listen to me and now Niall is in a coma!" Louis shouted. The two boys faces were now inches away from each other.
"Are you trying to say this is all my fault!" "That's exactly what I am saying!" Louis shouted, regretting his words the moment he spoke them.
Harry's eyes immediately began to fill with water. He stood still in shock for a moment before turning and walking to his room. "Harr-" Louis' voice was cut off by the slamming of Harry's door.
"Well I don't really blame him." Zayn said to Louis grabbing another piece of pizza out of the already half empty box. "What do you mean you don't blame him!" Louis asked offended.
"Well Lou, I mean, were young. Were gonna have fun and take risks. I'm sure you would have done the same." Zayn said calmly trying to make sure not to tick Louis off. But Louis only grunted in disapproval. And Zayn gave him a 'lets be serious here' look. "Okay, I could see if he was still seventeen. But he is eighteen now. If he wanted to, he could move out. He doesn't have to live here with you anymore. Which means if you want him to continue to, give him a little space." Zayn said, and a scowl immediately appeared on the older boys face. Suddenly Zayn felt as if he had said too much.
"Give him a little space! So what are you saying? Let him do whatever he wants so he can go and put himself in a coma next!" Louis said nearly shouting. "Lou, you need to understand that you are not his father!" Zayn said, almost matching the volume of the older lads voice.
"Well his mother did have him move in with me, so I could be like one for him!" "No. She had him move in with you cause she didn't want him living alone and, so you could keep him out of trouble." "Exactly!" "Lou." Zayn said sturdily, "But you've seem to forgotten that not only are you helping her look after him, your also his friend." he paused, "How do you suppose your fitting that into all of this?" he asked.
"It doesn't matter. I just want him safe." Louis said calmly. "That doesn't mean babying him." Zayn replied. "I gotta go." he said, leaving without waiting for a response from the older boy.
Louis sighed before flopping down onto the couch, and resting his feet on the table that currently supported the pizza box and other miscellaneous things.
He heard a noise coming from the back of the house, but he didn't care enough to find out what it was, until he heard his voice, "Did you call the hospital at all?" Harry asked him, standing with his arms crossed behind the couch that sat on the other side of the table from Louis. "No." Louis said quietly looking back down at his lap.
Harry then started walking towards the door. "Where are you going?" Louis asked. "To find Zayn.'' Harry said dryly, before exiting the house. And again Louis sighed, this time taking his phone out of his pocket and finding Liam's number in the contacts.
"Hello?" he asked after only a few rings. "Yeah, I was just wondering if you wanted me to show you around a little today." he said into the phone waiting for a response. "Great, I will meet you there." he said before ending the call.
He decided to write a note to Harry, in case he got back and Louis still wasn't there. He didn't want Harry to worry. Although there was a very slim chance he would.
"I wasn't planning on calling you until Niall got better, but I just, needed to get away." Louis said to Liam as they walked with Liam's friend who's name Louis had just learned was Andy. "Niall?" Liam asked confused. "Oh, the one who got hurt." Louis said.
"Oh right! How is he doing?" Liam asked curiously. "He's uh.. He's in a coma." Louis said, feeling a lump growing in his throat. "Oh, I'm sorry." Liam said unsure of what to say. "It's fine." Louis said putting on his best smile, "I just hope he wakes up soon." he finished.
Louis walked into the hospital room assigned to Niall. Who was still sleeping. To boys sat at a table at the end of the Irish boys bed. "Hello." Louis said nearly whispering. "Look," he said walking to the table where they sat, "I'm sorry to the both of you. Harry, I am sorry I have been treating you like a baby, I just.. Your like a brother to me. Zayn, I am sorry I blew up on you, you were right." he paused, "It's just that, with all of this worrying about Niall, I just snapped. I needed someone to yell at. To blame this on, and you two were there." he waited for a moment before finally saying, "I'm sorry."
The two looked at each other, as if they were contemplating whether or not to forgive their eldest friend. Then, in synchronized motions, they turned their heads up to look at Louis, "It's okay," Harry said smiling. "We forgive you." Zayn finished the sentence.
And Louis let out a breath of relief smiling. And then suddenly, the door opened, and in walked the doctor. He walked over to Niall's bed, "Hello boys." he said on his way. "Uh- Hi." Harry said standing up from his seat. The doctor then began checking various machines, finishing with checking a clip board that sat on the side table next to Niall's bed.
"Umm, well boys.. He uh- He isn't looking too positive." he paused unsure of how to continue without hurting them too much, "And it's been five days." "Wait are trying to say that…" Harry trailed off, unable to say what everyone knew was next. "I'm sorry." the doctor said. "But its been five days. You said six at the most. That after five, you would let him have another day." Zayn said sternly.
"I did, but it doesn't look-" "We don't care. We don't care how it looks. We know Niall. He is going to pull through. He will wake up! Just.. Just please give him one more day." Louis said swallowing down the lump in his throat.
The doctor struggled with this. He opened his mouth as if he were going to say something, but closed it back up again. After another moment of thought he finally said, "Fine. One more day. But after tomorrow… That's it." he said leaving the room, before anyone could reply.
And all of the boys let out a sigh.
It had been hours since the doctor had been in the room, and it was now dark on the other side of the windows. All conversation had died down and the boys were starting to get sleepy.
"God please let him wake up tomorrow!" Louis suddenly burst out, with tears filling his eyes. And then Harry was on his feet, besides Niall's bed. "Look buddy, tomorrow is your last chance. And I- we, need you to wake up. Please. We want you here. We need you here. You can't leave us yet." he grabbed Niall's hand sniffling. "Please. I miss your funny little accent." "Your comforting smile." Louis added, putting his arm around Harry. "Your loud laugh." Zayn added standing up and grabbing Niall's other hand. "We miss you buddy. Please wake up." Harry finished with a smile, as the tears trickled down his face.
He looked up to find tears on Zayn and Louis' cheeks too. And suddenly he was chuckling, "Look at us." he continued, "You made a mess out of us!" he finished with a laugh.
Suddenly the machine next to Harry started beeping erratically. And they all jumped. "What's going on!" Zayn said, dropping the lifeless boys hand. "I- I don't know." Harry spat out nervously.
The door busted open, and three nurses poured in, pushing the three boys out of the way. "Patient's heart is failing." one of the nurses said. "No." the word slipped out of Harry's mouth in a whisper. "No!" he said more loudly and clearly now, as Louis pulled him to the end of the bed. The doctor came in with another nurse. "You boys need to leave." he said giving them an 'I told you so look'.
"No Niall!" Harry yelled as a nurse guided the three boys out of the room. "Please." Louis spat out. "No." Zayn whispered watching Niall's body jump after one of the nurses shouted 'Clear!'.
The nurse closed the door and Harry turned crying Niall's name into Louis' chest. With the eldest boys arms wrapped around him.