Stronger

14. Not like this

Niall's POV
I run into the road over to Kayla. I bend down and try to get a good look at her while Harry yells at the driver. I look at Kayla and see a big red puddle starting to form beneath her head. No.....
I rip off my sweatshirt and put it underneath her head.
"HARRY CALL AN AMBULANCE!!!!" I yell at him. The tears burn my face as I try and pray to God that she'll be okay. Then u remember that she is pregnant. I watch as my eyes get really blurry. We can't lose this baby too. Please. No, this can't happen. I feel someone grab my arms pulling me away from her. I scream and try to get out of their grasps. I watch as the paramedics as surround Kayla blocking out my view. I look up to see Harry being the one to hold me back. I stop fighting when I see them lift her up onto a rolling bed. They push her up and into the ambulance. I jump up getting in a taxi telling them to follow the ambulance. Harry sits next to me and we take off.  I feel the tears running down my cheeks. Please Kayla I need you. Please, don't leave me. I love you. 

(Next day)

I walk into the hospital cafe, going over to the vending machine. I put in my money and press the button for me to get pop tarts. I grab them when they fall, and go back over to the couch I was sitting on. I wait for Kayla. I hope shes okay. I love her. With everything. 

"Horan please." A nurse says when she walks into the room. I stand up and walk over to her. 

"Hi Niall. So Kayla is in care right now. She has a concussion and she will have bad bruising on her head." the nurse says.

"Is that all?" I ask.

"No. I'm sorry. I hate telling people this. We only have enough medicine in stock right now for only one person. We will get our next supply in a couple weeks."

"Yeah for Kayla."

"Well, actually she was pregnant as you know, and that's still considered a person." 

"So what your saying is????"

"Its either Kayla. Or your baby?" The nurse says. thought race through my mind. I can't chose. I love them both! 

"You can see her if you want?" The lady says. I nod my head and follow the lady into her room. I almost break down when I see her. She looks so fragile sitting on the bed with tubes attached to her. I walk over to her and run my fingers through her black hair. I like it, it suits her. 

"I love you. " I say.