Nialls POV

"WHAT THE HELL!" Zayn shouts at me, after pulling me out of the bus. "I- just... She's not okay, Zayn" I run my fingers though my hair and look my right, I see her and more than likely Meg. They looked like they were going to the kitchen, Zayn was then shouting "NO SHIT SHE'S NOT OKAY! DAMNIT NIALL!" I payed little attention because I saw Sarah's small frame collapse. Everything seemed to be in slow motion as I turned and sprinted to the bus. "SARAH! SARAH WAKE UP!" Meg screamed over Sarah's unmoving body. "Call 911" I growled and ran to her body. I picked her into my arms and carried her out side, Zayn tried to take her from me, but not before I growled "Not again" fiercely. I laid her onto the cold pavement. Only then did I realize how light she was. "Sarah, Sarah, wake up! Come on wake up wake up!" I begged. I remembered my sixth grade health class and started CPR. Half way through my compressions I noticed how deep I could get, so easily. I rolled her shirt up slightly, revealing pale skin, and bones, nothing more. I was shaking harder then. I blinked, ignoring the circling blue and red lights, and blaring siren of the ambulance.