That girl. - Niall Horan & Demi Lovato

Chapter 2 ~ At the hospital

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As I end the call, I take my sweater off. Fortunately, I have followed a first aid course last year, now I know how to bandage her arm.

“Okay love, I have to take care of your arm, because it’s bleeding a lot. It’s going to hurt first, but after that you’ll feel relieved, I promise.” I carefully bandage it while the girl screams of pain. It hurts so much to hear her scream. I quickly finish.

“Okay, that’s it. I hope it feels a bit better now... Soon, the ambulance is going to be here and they will make you feel perfectly fine again.”

While I’m waiting for the ambulance, miss. Cleveburg comes back. She has been trying to chase one of the girls but too bad, she didn’t succeed. Out of breathe, she walks to me.

“How is she?” I hear concern in her voice.

“Terrible. She has a lot of bruises, a deep cut in her arm and I think there’s something wrong with her ribs...”

“You know her?”

I sigh. I wish I did. “No, I like saw her today for the first time, Miss. Cleveburg.”

“Please, call me Susan for now. Know her name?” Miss. Cleveburg kneels down to that girl and strokes her.

“No..,” I hesitate. CallingMiss. Cleveburg Susan seems a little weird to me. Whatever, she asked me to. “Susan.” As I bring my hand to my cheek, I feel tears roll over my face. Oh dear, Niall, control yourself. It’s not like you are the one who just got beaten up. And besides, you don’t even know her. 

Then, finally, the ambulance arrives, along with the police. The two men from the ambulance rush to that girl, while the police walks to me and miss. Cleveburg. A woman aged, I guess, around the forty years comes to me and introduces herself.
“Hello, my name is Lilly Urban and this man,” she points at the men who stands right next to her, “is Cory Hemsworth. We are from the local police. What’s your name?”
“My name is Niall Horan, I’m a student here.” I introduce myself.
“Yes, and I am Susan Cleveburg. I’m a teacher here.” I look at miss. Cleveburg – correction, I look at Susan. Weird how you can be in a fight with a teacher first, and then an hour afterwards, she’s helping you out, like a friend.

“Okay. Now, what happened?” Susan looks at me and gives me a little smile.

“Go first, I’ll tell my story after yours.”

I take a deep breath, and start to begin.

Demi’s P.O.V.

My eyes are so tired; it costs me the most energy ever to open then. I am alive. At the hospital… Alive. I look around. There is this boy sitting next to my bed, sleeping. I don’t really remember him. I’m positive I have seen him before though, but I have no idea when. He’s gorgeous though. He has a cute baby face combined with perfect blond hair. He’s wearing a Mickey Mouse trouser. Not a kids one, no, a really nice one. It looks good on him. While I’m wondering what he is doing here, I hear a constant beep. Beep….. Beep….. Beep….. I look at myself and I see that I have bandages everywhere and there are also a lot tubes and wires. Then, my eyes are so tired that I decide to close them again. I need to sleep.

I wake up again. The boy, who now stands in the corner of the room, sees I opened my eyes and starts crying. Yes, crying. A random boy who I barely know starts crying when I open my eyes. This is by far the weirdest day ever. I see him quickly do something with his mobile. Then he walks towards me and sits down at the chair right next to my bed.
“I am so glad you’re awake.” I notice an Irish accent.