Falling (A Niall Horan love story with a twist) Chapter 6 Part 1

Harry's POV 'NIALL! You were SHOT?!' I knew he'd been shot AT, but the way he just kept pushing and never once said ANYTHING I would have never known he was actually hit! Not to mention we'd all been a bit distracted taking care of Chloe. 'NIALL! Why didn't you say something? You could have gone back with the boys to get treated!' I took him by the shoulder and shook him. Why wasn't he saying anything? Unlocking my phone I used it to light up his face. My jaw dropped. I stopped breathing. He was pale. No rosey cheeks from the cold. Nothing. Eyes shut. Chloe didn't know what to do. She scooted off of his lap, looking frightened, like she'd done this to him. 'NIALL! Come on buddy!' My eyes were tearing up now. I never wanted to see any of the boys hurt but I think we'd all agree that Niall would be the worst. 'Niall! Please!' My voice was shaking now, and I was on the verge of sobbing. 'NIALL!' I was losing control. The tears started pouring down my face as I continued to scream his name in a desperate attempt to bring him back to me. I took him into my arms, not wanting to let him go. I noticed just how much blood he had lost when I saw the pool where he'd sat. We wouldn't have known, it was too dark even with the street light. 'SOMEBODY HELP! PLEASE! SOMEBODY!' I managed to scream between sobs. Just then a pair of bright headlights illuminated the alley way. Niall's Land Rover! The boys! Zayn's POV We had all ran back to the hotel as fast as we could, ignoring the growing cold and praying that the boys and Chloe would be alright. Jogging up the stairs was the fastest way since we were only on the fourth floor and the elevator was rather slow. Retrieving Niall's keys seemed like an impossible task as we walked in and realized how much of a mess we had on our hands. None of us spoke, we just ran around, throwing clothes in the air and suitcases on the bed, trying to find his keys. 'Got em!' Liam was already at the door before we could even look up. Again, without speaking a word, we all ran out to the car, almost tripping over one another as we stumbled down the stairs. Liam was appointed driver since he already had the keys in hand and there was no time to argue. We barely took notice of speed limits, using the dark as an advantage to not get caught. The whole car was silent, nobody knowing what to say, and everybody too scared to say the one thing we knew. She could be dead by the time we got back. We finally got to the alley and hurriedly drove in. 'Liam! Hurry up! Something is wrong with--- oh my gosh that isn't Chloe in Harry's arms it NIALL!' Louis was already crying as I looked up to see the horrific scene. None of us had ever, EVER wanted to see Niall hurt. This couldn't be happening. Liam halted to a stop and put the car in park as we all jumped out, sobbing and running to our Harry and Niall. 'NIALL!' Louis was on his knees, Niall's face cupped in his hands. His eyes filled with fear as he realized just how cold Niall had gotten. Harry held Niall in his arms as he ran to the car, carefully placing him in the back seat. 'Wait, where's Chloe?!' ~~~ Part 2 is up! Thank you all so much for reading! Love you guys! Wattpad (more stories): IrishForLife