Through The Dark(Niall Horan)
I must have sat in the waiting room of the hospital for what seemed like days, but was really only a few hours. Harry and the rest of the boys were there, Niall's family was on their way, his mum being the closest. Alis had come with Emery, who slept most of the time, for once. It was nice to have the comfort of my friends and family, but all I wanted was to be with Niall and know that he was okay.
Em had started to fuss, as I got up to get her bottle the doctor came out. “Horan?” he called out.
I turned around so fast I probably got whiplash. “Yes?” I stuttered, handing the baby over to Alis.
“You're Niall Horan's-” He looked down at his papers.
“Fiance...” I lied.
“Right, well he's out of surgery. Everything went well. There was some internal bleeding, but we were able to stop it. He's got a few broken bones and some cuts but he should be alright. We just have to wait for him to wake up..” he trailed off at the end, unsure of himself.
“Wake up?” I questioned.
“He suffered a pretty decent blow to the head. Everything looks normal but it is possible that he will wake up and not remember anything. It could be temporary, but it could permanent as well. There is no way to tell at this time.” My chest was tight, and I felt someones hand rubbing my back and shoulders.
My lips were trembling. “Can I see him?”
The doctor nodded, telling me his room number. I walked towards the room without looking back at the group of people waiting with me. Nothing mattered in this moment, not my friends, not my family, not my daughter. All that mattered was Niall. I needed to be there for him, like he was there for him. I needed to see his beautiful blue eyes look into mine and tell me he loved me. I just needed him to hold me and make me feel at home. I needed him.
I walked into the room and saw him laying there in the bed. He was bandaged up around his head. His arm was in a cast and his face was pretty swollen. I choked out a sob, making my way to his bedside. I ran my fingers over the bruises and cuts on his face, just as he had done to me that night in New York. I reached behind me, pulling a chair closer and sitting down before my knees buckled. I could only imagine what I looked like to people on the outside, but I didn't care. He looked so in pain that I couldn't bare it.
I took his hand lightly in mine and rubbed his knuckles with my thumb. “Please wake up.” I whispered, placing my lips to his hand. “I need you.”
I was getting restless, waiting for Niall to open his eyes. It had been hours now, and all we could do was wait. We all took our turns talking to him. The doctor said he could hear us, and he would wake up on his own terms. Currently I was sat next to his bed, holding a sleeping Emery. “She needs you.” I murmured. “Your baby girl needs you Niall. Please come back to us..” I sighed, looking down at the baby in my arms. I placed a kiss on her nose as she slept.
When I looked back at Niall his eyes started to flutter open. I gasped, placing the baby in her carrier on the chair next to me. “Niall? Niall? Babe can you hear me?”
Niall nodded, opening his eyes more. “Who are you?”
My heart cracked. “It's me, Teagan?”
“Teagan? The girl from the park?” He asked.
From the park? “Well, yes, I'm the girl from the park, but that was three years ago...” This could not be happening.
“No, it was a few weeks ago. You were walking with your father and I almost hit you in the face with a football.” He moved a bit, wincing.
I was speechless. I didn't know what to tell him. “You have a baby?” He asked.
Now I really didn't know what to tell him. “Yes.” I smiled a bit, looking back at Emery who was sleeping peacefully. “Her name is Emery. Emery Leigh.”
“That's a nice name..” He smiled a bit, then winced again. “I'm not trying to be rude, but why are you here?”
I swallowed hard, not sure what to tell him. I decided that I would wait to tell him the truth, obviously not knowing how he would take it. “I'm going to go get a doctor. Do you mind if Emery stays in here?”
He shook his head as I exited the room to find a nurse, still not processing what just happened. He thinks it's 2010. He doesn't remember anything from our friendship, from his career, from our relationship. He doesn't remember that he has a daughter. How could this be happening? Why is it that whenever the light starts to shine in my life, something else has to happen and take it all away? Why can't everything just go the way it's supposed to for once.
Sorry if this is shit. I haven't had much sleep and have had an absolutely horrible day, but I didn't want to leave you all waiting. :)
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