11 March 2013
Chapter 2
Niall
I quietly slip out of the hospital bed. Julianna had fallen asleep again. I wasn't surprised. The treatments are draining, it's so painful to see her like this. Her tanned skin has turned sickly pale. Her vibrant light green eyes have lost all the life in them. Her dark brunette hair is growing thinner everyday. But worst of all she's not her happy and sweet self anymore. I sneak out of the hospital room, and shut the door quietly. I walk through the empty hallway, being blinded by the glare of the glassy tile floor. I wanted to stay with Julianna, we need each other other more than anything right now, but I have to keep the boys updated on how she's doing. I walk into the waiting room to find the four boys sprawled around the room. Liam has his head in his hands, Harry and Zayn are anxiously tapping their fingers on the arm of the chair, and Louis is pacing around the room. The lads jump up, when they notice my presence. They surround me with choruses of "How is she?", "Is she any better?", "Can we see her now?". "Lads!" Liam says harshly. "Let him alone, give him some space." he ordered. They quieted down and backed away. They looked at me expectantly. "She's not gotten any better, but she's not gotten any worse either. Although she's in a lot of pain." I choke out, the last sentence causing tears to form in my eyes. Liam, sensing this, placed a hand on my shoulder. "And how are you holding up, mate?" he asked softly. I only shake my head head in response. I bite down on my lower lip, trying to hold the tears back. Liam pulls me into a tight hug. "Come on, I think you need some air." Liam says guiding me out the door. He sits me down on a bench, and takes a seat beside me. " I know you want to be strong for Julianna, but Julianna isn't here right now. You can let everything out, and she'll never know." he says comfortingly. I broke down. Liam pulled me close. The tears spilled out of my eyes, and soaked Liam's shirt. I didn't care who saw, or even if this ended up in a magazine tomorrow. I have every right to cry. "It's ok." Liam cooed. "No it's not. I love her Liam, and I can't bare it. To see all the pain she goes through, watch her fade right in front of me." " Niall look at me." Liam says. I turn my head, and look into his eyes. "I know it's hard, but try to stay strong. Do it for Julianna." he finishes. "No you don't! You haven't got the slightest clue of the hell I'm going through! Your girlfriend is happy and healthy! You and Danielle don't, and won't ever have to worry about something like this!" That's what I want to say. But I end up replying with "Ok,". After I recollect myself, we walk back into the waiting room. Liam and I join the lads, I present myself a lot calmer. They all stare at me, and no words are spoken. "So," Louis speaks up breaking the awkward silence," can we see her?" "Yeah," I answer, trying to sound cheerful, "but remember to be calm and quiet." " This is directed mostly to you, Louis." Harry says with a smirk. Louis playfully slaps him on the arm, making us all laugh. Even I couldn't hold back a giggle. We walk down the halls, and reach her room. I stop in front of the door, and exhale loudly, preparing myself to, once again, enter the room filled with pain, doubts, troubles, and seemingly foolish hopes. I turn the door knob, and take a step in. "Here we go again." I think to myself.
Fragile, But Not Yet Broken • Opuss № I