If you Give me a Chance - 1D/Cimorelli fanfic (Eng)

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Chapter 45

Niall’s POV

I walk through the now familiar corridors with determinate steps. Three weeks. That’s how long Amy has been in the coma, and nothing has changed.
“Hello Niall”, Doctor Jones greets as I walk into Amy’s room.

I smile to her, and place the flowers I brought on the bed-side table.
“They’re really pretty”, She says, and strokes away a bit of her blonde hair from her face.
“Thank you”, I say. “It’s Amy’s favourite”.
“Are you on your own today?” Jones asks, and I nod.
“The girls have a meeting today, and the most of the boys are trying to record. Some of them might come in this afternoon, though”.
She smiles. “That sounds lovely”.
I smile and sit down at my usual chair. I stare at Amy’s peaceful face. If you take away all the tubes, the hospital-grown and the bandage for her ribs, she looks like she’s just sleeping.
Doctor Jones sits down at the other side of the bed.
“We’ve run some recent tests, and one of them shows that there was alcohol in her blood”.
My head tilts up. “What? When?”
“The night of the accident”, Jones says, in the same calm voice. “That makes us wonder if that was what caused the crash”.

I stare down at Amy’s face again. She would never do that. She would never even try to drive if she had been drinking.
But people chance when they drink. I should know that, out of all people.
Heck, I didn’t even think that she would ever drink!
“I just thought you should know”, Jones says and rises from her chair.
“Alright, thank you Doctor”, I automatically say after her when she goes out from the room.
And then, my wall I always build up around other people is being torn down.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath, but I can still hear the beeping sound of the machines, and the Doctors walking around outside the room.
My shaky hand finds Amy’s lifeless ones, and I take a deep breath to calm down.
“Hi baby”, I whisper. “How are you feeling?”

I glance behind me, but the door is closed. I turn to Amy again, and brush away a string of hair of her face. She always hated when her hair got in the way of her eyes.

“I miss you, so much. I wish you were here with me, I wish I could hear your laugh again, or see your beautiful smile.”
My voice cracks sometimes, but I continue to talk, like my life depends on it.
“You know, I had it all planned out”, I whisper, but only getting an answer from the beeping machines.

“I had it all planned out. We would go back on tour, and we would still love each other so much. After the tour was done, the boys and I would keep recording, and you and the girls would go on your own tour for your new album.”

I’ve raised my voice, and speak with a powerful tone. She needs to know that I never gave up on her.

“But we would still see each other. If you would take a plane, or if I would take a plane, wouldn’t matter.”

The tears are rolling down my cheeks now, and they are making Amy’s sheets wet, but I ignore it.

“And then, after many years, when we both would think that we were done with our music-careers, we would buy a house. Probably a big, old farm, since you would fall in love it, and I would only want you to be happy. Maybe we would get some pets, so it wouldn’t be so quiet.”

I fiddle with Amy’s fingers, and I inspect her long nails.

“And then, when I thought the time was right, I would get on one knee…”

I take a deep, shaky breath, and continue.
“I would get down on one knee, and I would ask you to be my beautiful wife”.

I slip on an imaginary ring on Amy’s finger, and blink away the tears in my eyes.

“Of course, you would say yes”, I whisper, smiling a bit through the tears. I lick my lips before continuing. “You would probably start to laugh too, because the question is so ridiculous. And you would nod, not being able to talk. I can see it, you know.
Us, in our little kitchen at the farm. You would just nod and then kiss me, and I would feel this amazing feeling spread through my body…”
The last words are almost nor hear-able when they leave my lips. “…Because you would say yes”.

I bite my lip and wipe away the tears. Run my fingers through my hair, cough a bit.
But the second I look at Amy again, my hard shell is being destroyed, and I feel the tears welling up again.
“Please, Amy”, I whimper. I lay down my head at the side of her bed, and my body is shaking from the sobs escaping from my mouth.
“Please, Princess, please come back. Please, do this for me”.




Ahh jag lyssnar på Hunter Hayes och han är jättebraaaaaa!!!

--Stella♥

You made me cry ;_;
Omg weeeee..... I hate you but I love you ;_; mer nu snälla!!

JAA

Fairy Tale ........ ja vad? xD

Nej, jag svarade på frågan du ställde utan att se att du faktiskt hade lagt upp en ny bild xD

Jaha haha... Fattade inte riktigt

JUST LOVE IT ♥

Totaly Amazing!! Stackars Niall...♥

Chapter 46 part 1


“Niall?”

I open my eyes slowly, to see the girls standing in the room.
“Oh, hi guys”, I mumble, and I sit up. The folded cheats have leaved marks on my cheek, and I feel just as tired like when I fell asleep.
I look down at Amy, who is still lying in the bed, as lifeless as ever.
“Are you okay?” Katherine asks, and I shrug.
“Yeah, just tired” I answer and yawn. They nod.
“You should go home, get some rest maybe”, Lauren suggests, and the others agree.
“You look terrible, Niall”, Dani states and shakes her head a bit.
“Oh, thank you Dani”, I mutter and rise form the chair. I grab my jacket and go to the door. Lisa has taken my place in the chair, and for a second I feel my walls breaking in again.
No.
I can’t do this.
“Bye”, I say quickly, and walk out from the door.

Lisa’s POV

I sit down at his chair, and take Amy’s hand in mine.
“Bye”, Niall says and walks out from the room, closing the door after him.

“Do you think he was crying?”
I look up at Lauren. “What do you mean? Niall?”
She nods. “Before he fell asleep. He did have red marks on his face”.
She looks from all of us, and then shrugs.

I nod. “I think he cried, yeah”.
Lauren looks at me thankful, and then wraps her arms around her body, hugging herself.
It hits me, like a bullet, how much Lauren is alike Amy sometimes. Their body-language, facial expressions and some thing they say.
“Are you alright?” She asks me, and I shake my head a bit, waking up from my daydream.
“Yeah, I’m fine”, I mumble and turn away from Lauren’s face, that reminds me so much of my other sister.

Katherine is sitting, writing in her book of poems. Christina is listening to music, and is humming along in the melody. I don’t know the tune, so I guess it’s one of her own songs.
Dani and Lauren are playing cards, and I’m sitting in the chair, just zapping through different channels on the TV.

Suddenly Lauren sighs and lays down her cards on the table.
“Hey!” Dani exclaims and pouts at Lauren, who just shakes her head irritated.
“Seriously”, Lauren asks us. “Why can’t we do the gig some other day?”
I sigh and glance at Christina, who looks down at her hands.
“Because we can’t. We only have two choices, to do the gig or to not do the gig”.

Lauren shakes her head and mutters something under her breath.
Christina sighs and takes in her headphones in her ears again. Katherine looks at me, and whispers:
“I’m almost starting to change my mind”.
I nod slowly. “I understand what you mean, but this is huge. Amy wouldn’t want us to let go of this”.

Just then I moan comes from somewhere. I’m pretty sure only Katherine and I noticed it.
“Christina, was that you?” Katherine asks Christina, who looks up from her phone.
“Wait, what?” She asks while taking out her headphones from her ears. Katherine looks at me.
“You herd it, right?” She asks me, and I nod.
We turn to Dani and Lauren, but they look as clueless as us.
Then there is it again.
A moan, a little bit louder this time.
We all turn our heads to the source of the sound, and I hear Christina gasp behind me.
“She’s waking up”, she breathes out, and runs up to Amy’s bed. It’s clearly Amy that made the sound, and we are all closely behind Christina while running up to the bed.
We all look at her closely as she moans again.
Then she moves a little. She looks like she’s waking up from a deep sleep, and that she’s too tired to open her eyes. Her eyebrows are a tiny bit furrowed, and she looks really adorable with her lip pouting.
Soon, I glimpse a tiny bit of her eyes. Her eyelashes flutter open, and we all let go of a deep breath we have held in since the accident.

“Lisa?” Amy asks weakly when she sees me. I smile widely, and take her hand.
“I’m right here”, I whisper, feeling the tears pickle in my eyes.
My baby sister. She finally woke up.


awww yay go Amy!!!

--Stella♥