Soulmates: Gotta find my destiny

“Noooo!” I shouted as the nurse told me there wasn’t anything more they could do.

I was there crying my soul out, this couldn’t be happening.

“He’s not death! He’s not death!” I continued shouting, but no one seemed to care.

“Miss, can you leave the room please? We need to do mandatory procedures with the body” A doctor told me touching my shoulder

“No! I won’t leave, you can’t tell me what to do! He’s my everything, he’s my soul mate, I won’t leave him” I said fighting through my tears.

“Please miss, I know this is hard for you, but if you don’t leave now I’m calling security.” The doctor said.

“Shut up! Call whoever you want, I won’t leave him, I won’t leave Niall alone” I shouted at him.

I ran to the bed where his lifeless body was lying, I couldn’t handle it. I loved Niall more than my life; he was everything to me. He couldn’t be death.

“Why Niall? Why did you leave me here alone?” I cried into his cold shoulder.

This morning I’d been woken up by a sharp scream that came from Niall’s room, I got up of bed as fast as I could and ran to his room. I opened the door, and there he was, lying on the floor with crystal watery eyes and blood surrounding his blonde thick hair.

“Niall!” I shouted as I ran beside him. I tried to wake him up, but he could barely breathe, I took my phone and called an ambulance.

After what seemed to be million of years, the ambulance arrived, and took Niall to the hospital.

“Miss you can’t be here” I heard a police guard saying.

“I don’t care, I’m not leaving him alone” I said crying and glaring at him

“Miss, I’m afraid I will have to get you outside if you don’t want to get out by yourself” He said this time with attitude

“I AM NOT LEAVING HIM, what the fuck you don’t understand?” I screamed to the police.

I really didn’t care of anything; I didn’t want to leave Niall alone.

I was still touching Niall’s numb hand and sobbing into his shoulder, when I felt the guard taking me by the waist and carrying me outside.

I tried to fight back and get out of him “Get off, leave me, I want to be with him, fuck off” I shouted to the police as I was getting away from Niall

And then all of a sudden…

I woke up.

My heart was racing, and I had tears all over my cheeks. I took a deep breath, and realised that everything had been a nightmare.

I got out of bed, and started walking nervously in my room; I couldn’t sleep after what I’d dreamt, I felt something inside that made me worry about Niall.

I took my phone, and it was 3 am. I sighed and walked out of my room.

I headed to Niall’s room, and stayed staring at his door for a while. I knocked, but there was no answer, so I knocked again.

“Come in” I heard a weak voice inside of the room.

I entered, and walked beside Niall’s bed where he was lying sweating way too much and coughing.

“Niall, you look awful” I said worried

“I feel awful” He could hardly speak.

I touched his forehead and it was burning “Dude, you have fever” I told him

He coughed and nodded his head. “I’m freezing, give me another blanket” He said.

“No, you need to get these away” I said taking off the three blankets that were already covering his shaky body.

“But I’m freezing” He said coughing. “Yeah, I know, but it’s the only way to make the fever go away” I assured him

“What made you come here?” He asked softly, eyelashes fluttering heavily.

“Well, actually I was having a nightmare, and I just wanted to be sure you were okay” I told him, sitting beside him

“I’m glad you came, I’m going to die” He said coughing again

“Don’t ever say that again” I shouted and my eyes welled up with tears as his words reminded me of my nightmare

“Sorry” he said shaking.

“Don’t move” I told him as I walked out of his room.

“Where are you going?” He asked concerned

“Don’t move” I repeated.

I went to my bathroom and took a little towel and wet it with cold water. I returned to Niall’s room and placed it in his forehead

“What are you doing?” He asked

“This will help to get the fever off” I said smiling

He nodded as he closed his eyes.

Every ten minutes I went to his bathroom to wet the towel again and after forty-five minutes he fell deeply asleep. I sat on his bed watching him sleep as I yawned constantly. His pupils moving desperately through his eyelids, as his chest expanded softly when air filled his lungs. My eyes didn’t unlock his perfect shaped nose and his plump dry lips.

After two hours the fever was gone, but he was still coughing, so I went to his kitchen and made him a chamomile tea with honey and some drops of lemon.

I headed to his room again, and slightly woke him up

“Niall, buddy, drink this” I told him softly.

He shook his head and coughed again.

“It will make you feel better” I said

He approached to drink a sip of his tea, but his eyes were still closed.

He drank a couple of sips, and then fell asleep again.

I took his hand, and started rubbing it in circles with my thumb. He looked so sick, and yet so beautiful. Even if he was really pale, his face looked gorgeous.

I took my phone out, and it was already 6pm, so I took Niall’s iPhone to search Paul’s number but thanks my luck again, it had password.

Fuck.

I didn’t want to wake him up, because he was deeply asleep, so I started thinking to myself

“Okay, if I were Niall, what would my password be?”

“Maybe ‘Niall’ in numbers: 6-4-2-5” I tried..

Nope, it wasn’t

“Okay I have two more chances before it deactivates for an hour, maybe it is 1, 2, 3, 4” I told myself as I tried to unlock Niall’s iPhone.

Fuck. Neither it was.

“This is my last chance, if I were Niall, what my password would be?” I repeated to myself.

“3-6-6-3”

It worked out!

“Really Niall? You have ‘food’ as password?” I asked raising an eyebrow to a Niall completely asleep.

I searched Paul’s number, and called it.

“Hey Niall, it’s really early what’s the matter?” I heard a sleepy voice from the other side of the line.

“Hello, it’s Sophia actually.” I said shyly

“Oh, hi Sophia, why are you calling from Niall’s phone?” He asked

“It’s because Niall is really sick, he has been coughing, and earlier he had fever” I said worried “I don’t think he can make it to his radio interview”

“Oh, so he has got a cold?” Paul said sadly

“Yeah, I think so.”

“Hmmm, no problem Sophia, can I talk to him?” He asked.

“Not now, he’s asleep, he hasn’t rested well all night” I said yawning

“And I guess neither you. But here’s the thing, the boys’ interview starts at 10am, maybe you could wake him up by that time, so he can do the interview from his phone” Paul said.

“Yeah”

“Okay Sophia, thanks for taking care of Niall, I’ll send a doctor later”

“No prob” I answered

“Bye!” “Bye Paul” I hung up.

I was lying beside Niall, when I heard him coughing and stretching his arms

“I feel terrible” He said coughing again

“You’ve got a cold” I informed him.

“Shit, I have an interview today and I don’t feel like getting out of bed” He said getting worried.

“Relax dude, I just talked to Paul, he said your interview starts at 10am and that they will call you to your phone.” I said smiling.

“Thanks” He said closing his eyes again. “And by the way, how did you get Paul’s number?” He asked with his eyes closed.

Fuck.