Simon's Daughter
Chapter 18
Christa’s POV:
As I gently shut my eyes, I felt my grip on Julia tighten. But it wasn’t me who tightened it. I quickly fluttered my eyes open and saw Julia’s hand moving. My eyes widened, and with my free hand I rubbed them, making sure this wasn’t a dream. “Jules?” I whispered, but her eyes still remained closed. I pressed the button on the side of the bed, to call the nurse in. It only took her a couple seconds until she came in.
“What is it?” The nurse asked politely. I pointed at Julia’s hand that was still tightening and un-tightening around my hand. Her eyes widened and left the room to get the doctor. In less than a minute, Julia’s doctor came in , and asked me to leave so he could see what was going on. I walked back to the boy’s room, with a smile and tears. My tears were of joy though. When I walked in they all looked at me confused.
“She moved…” I said, wiping away my tears. “She moved her hand; she’s going to be okay!” I said, hugging Zayn. He hugged me back, I saw all the boys and Uncle Simon smiling. Everyone was smiling except Niall. As I let go of Zayn, I looked at him. “You guys? Can I…talk to Niall privately?” I asked. They all nodded and left the room. Now it was just me and Niall. I sat in the chair next to him and sighed.
“I’m sorry I ruined your birthday.This is all my fault…” He said, trying to fight his tears back.
“Don’t you dare say that Niall. None of this is yours or Julia’s fault, okay? It was an accident? Everyone’s okay now.” I smiled at him trying to assure him that this situation was getting better by the second.
“No, it’s definitely my fault. We were talking and instead of keeping my eyes on the road, I looked away and I didn’t see the car in front of us…” He finally let a tear slide down his cheek.
“I’m positive that Julia won’t think it’s your fault. I promise you.” I said, taking his hand. Niall has become a brother to me lately, since he always came over to hang out with Julia. We got to know each other better, and we became really good friends.
“I just really want to see her.” He said sighing. The doctor came in, interrupting our conversation. I got up to leave, but he said I could stay.
“Mr. Horan, you’re not severely injured, and your body just needs some rest. We’re allowing you to go home today, and we’ve prescribed you with some medication to help with the pain.” He handed Niall a slip of paper with the names of the medications he needed to take.
“Wh-What about Julia?” He asked, very concerned. I knew she wasn’t going to be able to come home today. She was in bad shape. Her body looked fine; there were only some bruises and cuts but it didn’t compare to Niall’s arm. I still wondered why it was like that.
“She’s going to have to stay here, tonight. Ms. Cowell has opened her eyes, but doesn’t have enough energy, to move around.” The doctor then left the room.
“Niall I’ll be back in a minute, okay!?” I said, standing up. The doctor said Julia opened her eyes, which meant I needed to see her. He nodded his head, and sighed. I honestly felt so bad for Niall. I knew none of this was his fault and he felt guilty as hell. I wish there was something I could do to make him feel better. But for now, I needed to make Julia feel better. She just woke up and I had to see her right away.
I walked into Julia’s room, and saw Uncle Simon already there, chatting with her.
“Christa!” She said, not yelling or else she’d probably be in pain.
“Jules…” I said, walking over to her, once again, crying.
“Why are you crying? I’m going to be okay.” She smiled widely at me. I thought I’d never see that smile again.
Julia’s POV:
I saw Christa walk over to my dad and whisper something in his ear. He nodded and left the room. She sat in the seat next to me and smiled.
“Where’s Niall? Is he okay? I want to see him.” I said quickly, not letting her speak. She slightly smiled and I instantly knew he was okay.
“He’s okay. He gets to go home today. I’m sure he’ll be able to come in here when he’s getting ready to leave.” She assured me, and held my hand.
“Oh my god. This is all my fault. The whole accident is my fault. We were driving and I…told him I liked him…” I said looking down. I didn’t want her to see my face.
“OH MY GOSH, REALLY!?” Christa yelled. I told her to be quiet so nobody would wonder what we were doing.
“Yes. Then he looked at me, and then…you know what happened next.” I said and motioned towards my weak body.
“Jules, it’s not your fault or Niall’s fault. Gosh, you two are the same way. He thinks it’s his fault for the accident.” She rolled her eyes. Why would Niall even say that? We both knew it was because of me. He wouldn’t have turned his head to me if I didn’t say that. Now that I think about it…I didn’t get to hear what he had to say…
“Well I think it is and nobody can stop me from thinking that.” I shrugged my shoulders. I was always stubborn and I doubt I would ever change. I heard a knock at the door, and Christa went over to see who it was. I couldn’t see the person because the door was cracked. I sighed and turned over on my side, with my back facing the door. I felt so bad for Niall. He probably looked worse than I did. I had only a few cuts and bruised but I was surprised. It was a pretty bad crash, and I’m sure the airbag would have really damaged me. But I guess it didn’t.
“Hey.” I heard the all too familiar voice, but I didn’t turn around. I didn’t want Niall to see me. He couldn’t. I’m sure Christa left the room because I couldn’t hear her voice anymore.
“Hi…” I muttered.
“Jules I---“ He started, but I couldn’t let him apologize for my mistake.
“No, Niall. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said anything in the first place. I should have just waited to tell you that in a place more…special. It was the wrong time to say that. I’m sorry I caused the accident…” I said, and a tear slowly rolled down my cheek.
“Look at me.” He insisted, so I turned over and looked at him smiling widely at me. “None of this is your fault, don’t ever let me hear you say that again, okay? I’m fine.” He tried to tell me, but he looked pretty bad. “I’m not severely damaged, just a few bruises and cuts here and there.” He said shrugging his shoulder.
“What about your arm?” I said, and I pointed at his bandaged arm. He looked down at it and shook his head.
“It’s nothing.” Niall tried to convince me, but I didn’t buy it.
“No it’s not. What happened?” I asked, frowning.
“It was just some glass.” He shrugged. Then I thought back to the car crash.
*~FLASHBACK~*
“Niall!” I screamed. The second he looked back on the road, I couldn’t see anything. Something was blocking my view but I didn’t know what. Was I dead? But I still felt myself breathing. Only a second later, did I actually hear the glass on the car shatter. I shut my eyes, and blacked out.
*~END FLASHBACK~*
“Wait a minute…” I said, knitting my eyebrows together. “Niall did you…” I said, my eyes widening, and my jaw dropping.
“Yeah…” He said, sighing. His right arm bandaged, and me not being as bad as car crashes usually are. Niall had blocked the airbag from my face. It all makes sense.
“Niall…” I said, another tear sliding down my cheek. Before it could fall off my face, I felt his thumb wiped it away.
“Don’t cry, please. I did it because I cared about you.” He slightly smiled. “I didn’t want you to get hurt.” Finding enough energy inside of my body, I wrapped my arms around his neck, bringing him in for a hug. Niall Horan practically saved my life.
As I gently shut my eyes, I felt my grip on Julia tighten. But it wasn’t me who tightened it. I quickly fluttered my eyes open and saw Julia’s hand moving. My eyes widened, and with my free hand I rubbed them, making sure this wasn’t a dream. “Jules?” I whispered, but her eyes still remained closed. I pressed the button on the side of the bed, to call the nurse in. It only took her a couple seconds until she came in.
“What is it?” The nurse asked politely. I pointed at Julia’s hand that was still tightening and un-tightening around my hand. Her eyes widened and left the room to get the doctor. In less than a minute, Julia’s doctor came in , and asked me to leave so he could see what was going on. I walked back to the boy’s room, with a smile and tears. My tears were of joy though. When I walked in they all looked at me confused.
“She moved…” I said, wiping away my tears. “She moved her hand; she’s going to be okay!” I said, hugging Zayn. He hugged me back, I saw all the boys and Uncle Simon smiling. Everyone was smiling except Niall. As I let go of Zayn, I looked at him. “You guys? Can I…talk to Niall privately?” I asked. They all nodded and left the room. Now it was just me and Niall. I sat in the chair next to him and sighed.
“I’m sorry I ruined your birthday.This is all my fault…” He said, trying to fight his tears back.
“Don’t you dare say that Niall. None of this is yours or Julia’s fault, okay? It was an accident? Everyone’s okay now.” I smiled at him trying to assure him that this situation was getting better by the second.
“No, it’s definitely my fault. We were talking and instead of keeping my eyes on the road, I looked away and I didn’t see the car in front of us…” He finally let a tear slide down his cheek.
“I’m positive that Julia won’t think it’s your fault. I promise you.” I said, taking his hand. Niall has become a brother to me lately, since he always came over to hang out with Julia. We got to know each other better, and we became really good friends.
“I just really want to see her.” He said sighing. The doctor came in, interrupting our conversation. I got up to leave, but he said I could stay.
“Mr. Horan, you’re not severely injured, and your body just needs some rest. We’re allowing you to go home today, and we’ve prescribed you with some medication to help with the pain.” He handed Niall a slip of paper with the names of the medications he needed to take.
“Wh-What about Julia?” He asked, very concerned. I knew she wasn’t going to be able to come home today. She was in bad shape. Her body looked fine; there were only some bruises and cuts but it didn’t compare to Niall’s arm. I still wondered why it was like that.
“She’s going to have to stay here, tonight. Ms. Cowell has opened her eyes, but doesn’t have enough energy, to move around.” The doctor then left the room.
“Niall I’ll be back in a minute, okay!?” I said, standing up. The doctor said Julia opened her eyes, which meant I needed to see her. He nodded his head, and sighed. I honestly felt so bad for Niall. I knew none of this was his fault and he felt guilty as hell. I wish there was something I could do to make him feel better. But for now, I needed to make Julia feel better. She just woke up and I had to see her right away.
I walked into Julia’s room, and saw Uncle Simon already there, chatting with her.
“Christa!” She said, not yelling or else she’d probably be in pain.
“Jules…” I said, walking over to her, once again, crying.
“Why are you crying? I’m going to be okay.” She smiled widely at me. I thought I’d never see that smile again.
Julia’s POV:
I saw Christa walk over to my dad and whisper something in his ear. He nodded and left the room. She sat in the seat next to me and smiled.
“Where’s Niall? Is he okay? I want to see him.” I said quickly, not letting her speak. She slightly smiled and I instantly knew he was okay.
“He’s okay. He gets to go home today. I’m sure he’ll be able to come in here when he’s getting ready to leave.” She assured me, and held my hand.
“Oh my god. This is all my fault. The whole accident is my fault. We were driving and I…told him I liked him…” I said looking down. I didn’t want her to see my face.
“OH MY GOSH, REALLY!?” Christa yelled. I told her to be quiet so nobody would wonder what we were doing.
“Yes. Then he looked at me, and then…you know what happened next.” I said and motioned towards my weak body.
“Jules, it’s not your fault or Niall’s fault. Gosh, you two are the same way. He thinks it’s his fault for the accident.” She rolled her eyes. Why would Niall even say that? We both knew it was because of me. He wouldn’t have turned his head to me if I didn’t say that. Now that I think about it…I didn’t get to hear what he had to say…
“Well I think it is and nobody can stop me from thinking that.” I shrugged my shoulders. I was always stubborn and I doubt I would ever change. I heard a knock at the door, and Christa went over to see who it was. I couldn’t see the person because the door was cracked. I sighed and turned over on my side, with my back facing the door. I felt so bad for Niall. He probably looked worse than I did. I had only a few cuts and bruised but I was surprised. It was a pretty bad crash, and I’m sure the airbag would have really damaged me. But I guess it didn’t.
“Hey.” I heard the all too familiar voice, but I didn’t turn around. I didn’t want Niall to see me. He couldn’t. I’m sure Christa left the room because I couldn’t hear her voice anymore.
“Hi…” I muttered.
“Jules I---“ He started, but I couldn’t let him apologize for my mistake.
“No, Niall. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said anything in the first place. I should have just waited to tell you that in a place more…special. It was the wrong time to say that. I’m sorry I caused the accident…” I said, and a tear slowly rolled down my cheek.
“Look at me.” He insisted, so I turned over and looked at him smiling widely at me. “None of this is your fault, don’t ever let me hear you say that again, okay? I’m fine.” He tried to tell me, but he looked pretty bad. “I’m not severely damaged, just a few bruises and cuts here and there.” He said shrugging his shoulder.
“What about your arm?” I said, and I pointed at his bandaged arm. He looked down at it and shook his head.
“It’s nothing.” Niall tried to convince me, but I didn’t buy it.
“No it’s not. What happened?” I asked, frowning.
“It was just some glass.” He shrugged. Then I thought back to the car crash.
*~FLASHBACK~*
“Niall!” I screamed. The second he looked back on the road, I couldn’t see anything. Something was blocking my view but I didn’t know what. Was I dead? But I still felt myself breathing. Only a second later, did I actually hear the glass on the car shatter. I shut my eyes, and blacked out.
*~END FLASHBACK~*
“Wait a minute…” I said, knitting my eyebrows together. “Niall did you…” I said, my eyes widening, and my jaw dropping.
“Yeah…” He said, sighing. His right arm bandaged, and me not being as bad as car crashes usually are. Niall had blocked the airbag from my face. It all makes sense.
“Niall…” I said, another tear sliding down my cheek. Before it could fall off my face, I felt his thumb wiped it away.
“Don’t cry, please. I did it because I cared about you.” He slightly smiled. “I didn’t want you to get hurt.” Finding enough energy inside of my body, I wrapped my arms around his neck, bringing him in for a hug. Niall Horan practically saved my life.
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5/16/14