They Don't Know About Us

I Don't Want To Lose You

I walked back into the waiting room and silently sat on the chair. The boys stared at me for a moment. That's when I suddenly broke.

My face fell into my hands, and I began sobbing. I felt one of the lads put their hand on my back, in a way to comfort me. I heard them trying to speak to me, but I was sobbing too hard to try and listen. After about thirty minutes, I had started to calm down.

"What did he say?" Liam cautiously asked.

"She's probably going to d-die," I stuttered, "D-Did you know she s-starved herself, cut and was b-beaten? H-How did I n-not know?!"

The boys grew silent, watching me cry a little more. Suddenly, I looked over to see that Louis had now started crying, "We can't lose her!" Louis cried, "She's a part of our family now!"

"I-I should've confronted the signs when I saw them," I muttered, "I-I saw that she was eating less. What did I do? Nothing. I remember when she ran away from school. I-I didn't try and watch over her closely. I didn't do a damn thing!"

"Niall, calm down," Liam said, comfortingly, "None of us knew."

"One of did," I spat out, "Marie knew the whole time. She didn't tell us a damn thing..."

Liam sighed, "I know that Marie should've told us, but we can't keep blaming her.

"Then, who do I blame?" I asked.

"The bullies," Zayn added in. I grew silent, knowing that Zayn was right. But, who were the bullies?

"I need to figure out who did this to her," I said, starting to stand up. Zayn grabbed my arm, pulling me back down, "No, Liam and I will do it. You need to stay here and wait for news about Nicole."

Liam and Zayn left, leaving me alone with Louis. Louis didn't say anything to me. We both knew how each other was feeling. Louis knew I was devastated, depressed, and dying inside. I kow that Louis and Nicole are great friends. With the members of the band, besides me, Nicole was closest with Louis. They were somewhat like best friends, in my opinion.

Does Nicole even have any other friends? If Nicole had true friends on campus, they would've helped her. Why didn't anyone save her?

Louis and I sat together for an hour, not saying a single word. I enjoyed the silence. No one was asking me if I'm okay. I hate when people ask that. It's obvious, I'm breaking.

Suddenly, the doctor walked over to me, "We have some news about Nicole," He told me. I immediately paid close attention. He continued, "We have a way that could save Nicole's life," He said. I felt the hope inside me rising, "What is it?"

"We're going to attempt surgery," he said, "We aren't sure if it's going to work, but we are going to do everything on our part to save her life."

"Thank you," I replied, "When are you starting surgery?"

"Now," He answered, "I have to go start that. Thank you for your time."

The doctor left, leaving Louis and I alone again. Louis looked over at me, "Do you think it's going to work?" he quietly asked. I shrugged, "I hope to God it works."
*


While I was waiting for surgery, I had accidentally fallen asleep. I was awoken later, by someone shaking my shoulders. My eyes slowly opened to see Louis in front of me.

"What is it?" I groaned.

"We're going to go home to get something to eat, then go to sleep," Louis told me, "Come on, you're going, too."

I shook my head, "No, I need to stay here with Nicole."

"Come on, Niall! Don't do this!" Louis begged, "We need to go home."

"I'm not going home," I firmly stated, "I don't care if you leave, but I'm staying with Nicole. I wasn't there for her when she was suffering, so I'm here now."

Louis sighed, "Fine, but I'm going to get you something to eat," He replied. Louis left, leaving me alone again. I leaned my head against the wall behind me, and fell asleep again.
*


"Well, I saw a park nearby when we were driving over here," Niall said, "I was thinking we could spend some alone time over there. There didn't seem to be many people, so we might be able to be all alone."

I grinned, enjoying the idea of us being alone, not surrounded by hundreds of people, "I like the idea."

Niall smiled, "Good, let's head over." Niall removed his arm from my shoulder, and intertwined his hand with mine. We walked out of the amusement park, and across the parking lot. We walked over to the sidewalk on the side of the road, and finally made it to the park. I looked at the park. It was mostly surrounded by nature, there were a few benches and a walking path through the center. I felt Niall's gaze fall back to me, "Why don't we find some place where we're away from the road, so we can be completely alone?"

I blushed then, nodded. Niall held onto my hand, as we walked through the abandoned park. We walked through the trees, until I found an opening. It was a place with bare grass, surrounded by a couple of trees.

"How about here?" I suggested. Niall nodded, and we walked over to it. We stood in the center, and I looked up at the sun, that was starting to set, "Isn't it beautiful?" I asked him, still staring at the sky.

"Nothing compares to your beauty," Niall romantically told me. I giggled, "That's so cheesy Niall."

"But true," Niall replied, causing us to both laugh. I moved closer to Niall, and rested my head on his chest. I felt his warm arms wrap around me. I could feel his heartbeat against his chest, and the sounds of nature around us, "You are perfect," I whispered into his chest. I felt Niall's lips touch the top of my head, "And you are an angel," Her replied. I closed my eyes, as my head rested on his chest. I looked back up at Niall, and our lips touched again. Our lips remained in place, and I felt Niall carefully lifting me up. I wrapped my legs around his chest as we kissed. I felt Niall intensifying the kiss. His tongue ran along the inside of my lip, as to ask for entrance into my mouth. His tongue ran along mine, as we kissed. Niall carefully lowered our bodies to the ground, still holding onto mine. I left my legs still wrapped around Niall, as we sat in the grass. He carefully set my body onto the grass, and I unwrapped my legs from him. My back was still on top of the grass, and we parted for a second. I could feel Niall's breathing against my body. I was laying under him, I could see his eyes staring at me. He leaned in again, kissing up my neck. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he kissed me. He kissed the place where my neck and jaw met, causing me to smile at the amazing sensation that ran through my body. His lips connected with mine again. We continued making out, and I could feel Niall's tongue in my mouth. After a few more minutes, I parted away from Niall.

"Why'd you stop?" Niall complained.

"We should probably go back to the others, before they worry about where we are," I told him. Niall groaned, "Fine... But, I really want to keep kissing," He pouted. I giggled at his pouting face, and pressed my lips against his. I kept my lips against his only for a few seconds, "There, we kissed, now let's go."

Niall rolled his eyes, as he helped me up. We headed back over to the others.
*


I was shaken awake by Louis. I didn't realize what was happening. Which caused me to say, "I can't lose her!"

I opened my eyes to see Louis staring at me oddly, "What are you talking about?"

"Sorry," I mumbled, "I was just dreaming."

Louis handed me a tray of food, which he got from the cafeteria, "Eat." He sternly commanded. I frowned, "What about you? Aren't you going to eat something?"

"I'm going home for the night. I'll eat there," Louis replied, "But, I'll be back in the morning."

"Did Zayn and Liam find anything about the whole bully situation?" I asked Louis. He shrugged, "If they did, they haven't called me yet."

I nodded, then slowly began eating the food Louis gave me. It was okay, but I was so depressed, nothing seemed to taste good. I finally finished off the food.

"Good, you ate," Louis said, pointing out the obvious, "I'm going to go home. Call me if anything happens."

I nodded, and Louis left the hospital.

This is just awful. Everything in my life is starting to fall apart. Before this whole incident, Nicole and I were already starting to grow apart. It was the bullying. They made her hate herself, and she couldn't love anymore. They made her stop loving. What the hell is wrong with them? I don't understand why people purposely make someone's life miserable. What is wrong with some people?

I leaned against the back of the wall, taking it all in. This is just too much. Why does this have to happen to me? Why does it have to be my girlfriend who tries to kill herself?

I rested my legs on the chair next to me. Maybe I should just get some sleep, maybe everything will just disappear if I sleep some more.
*


I yawned as I woke up the next morning. I stretched out my arms and opened my eyes. Standing in front of me was all four of the lads. I nearly jumped when I saw them, "What are you doing here? It's the middle of the night!"

"No, it's nine in the morning," Liam replied, his voice was oddly monotone.

"Why didn't you wake me up earlier?" I asked, starting to sit up.

"Because we didn't want to tell you-" Louis muttered under his breath, but Liam interrupted him, by hitting his arm. Louis cussed under his breath and clutched his now injured arm.

I looked at each of their faces. They all looked really sad and grim. I frowned, "What's going on?"

"Um...." Harry began, "Louis, you tell him!"

Louis violently shook his head, "No, I am NOT going to be the one to tell him. Zayn can do it!"

"Come on Louis-" Zayn began, but I interrupted, "Just tell me, Zayn."

"W-Well, it's about Nicole," Zayn said. I immediately sat up and paid close attention at the mention of Nicole's name.

"We came here at seven, and the doctor came over to us," Zayn explained, "You were still asleep, and we thought it was a good idea not to wake you, because you've been hit pretty hard by all of this. The doctor decided to just tell us, and we'd tell you later when you woke."

"What's the thing he told you?" I asked, impatiently. Zayn nervously messed with the end of his shirt, like he didn't want to tell me. I assume it's bad news.

"Um, well, the surgery was successful and unsuccessful," Zayn tried to tell me. I looked at Zayn with wide eyes, "What do you mean? Did she die?!"

Zayn shook his head, "She's still alive... kind of."

"For God's sake Zayn!" I exclaimed, "Tell me the damn news!"

"The surgery allowed her to not die, but... She's now in a coma." Zayn told me, nervously.

"U-Um, what?" I finally asked, after a minute of awkward silence.

"Nicole is in a coma," Zayn quietly repeated. I stared at him, "S-She's in a c-coma? I-Is she going to w-wake up?" I asked. The lads nervously glanced at each other, unsure of how to answer my question.

"We don't know if she's going to wake up..." Louis quietly said. I could see that Louis's face was tear-stained. He must've been crying earlier. My eyes grew wide once I took grasp of the situation. Nicole is in a coma. We don't know when she'll wake up again. She's not dead, though. But, she may never wake up again.

"I-I need to see her," I said, sternly. They seemed surprised that I didn't break down in tears.

"Um, okay," Liam replied. I stood up, and followed behind Liam. I heard the others follow behind us. Liam led me over to a room. A couple nurses were in her room. I could see Nicole lying in her bed, lots of different cords connected to her body. I looked through the glass for a second, before Liam motioned for me to go in.

I walked in, and the nurses glanced over at me for a second, before continuing their work. I walked over to Nicole's bed and stared down at her. Purple and red bruises were scattered around her face. Her eyes were closed, and her skin was really pale. Her wrists were heavily bandaged, and cords were underneath the bandages. Her arms were covered in cuts and scars, along with a bruise on one of her arms. I didn't know where else she cut herself. I'm guessing she also cut her stomach. She usually only cuts her stomach... Why did she cut her arms? Is her stomach also covered in cuts?

"I guess she does look really small..." Louis mumbled, "How did we not notice?"

"She only wore loose clothes," Liam muttered in reply. I continued staring at my girlfriend. Even anorexic, covered in bruises and cuts, she looked beautiful. For once, she looked peaceful.

I want to wake her up. I want to see her smile. I want to apologize. I want her. Will I ever be able to get Nicole back?

Nicole, I promise you that I will visit you every day, until you wake up. I want to be the first person you see when your eyes open. Because, I know you'll wake up.

But, what if she doesn't? What if she never wakes up again? I'll never be able to see her gorgeous blue eyes and sparkling smile. But, most importantly, I want to tell her I love her. If I won't ever be able to tell her that, I'll be devastated.

I looked at Nicole one last time, before I collapsed by her bed. I held onto the edge of her bed, and buried my face in the sheets. I sobbed into the bed. I don't want to lose her! I really don't want to lose her.

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Whatcha think? I got some big stuff planned out for the next few chapters. It'll be different. I'm really excited to write the next few chapters. I might update again tonight.. I don't really know. Well, comment, follow, and fave! Bye lovelies! -Madison