Addison's POV

I watched Ivy's chest rise and fall. It became the most interesting thing. There wasn't much to do when you sat in a hospital room for days. Niall woke up periodically, but refused to talk much to anyone. The only thing he would do is ask for Ivy and soup. It was never me or Harry.

Harry had his head propped on the back of his hand lazily in a chair next to me as he slept soundly. It was getting rather late anyways, but I didn't want to stop watching Ivy. Really, I couldn't tear my eyes away from her. Every once in a while there would be a melodic hum from her in her sleep, which was a dead giveaway that she would probably want to sing when she was older like her dad.

I stared at her in hopes that she would wake up and open her eyes to reveal bright blue orbs that she got from Niall. That thought made me sound like some Wattpad girl. a/n dang she exposin us all

Every tiny breath she took, I hoped it would be the one before she woke. I didn't have much luck.

I felt delusional. No amount of hopes and dreams could make Ivy wake up if she was in this condition. The nurse had said she could wake up in ten minutes or ten months. It was all a large range of variables and options.

I looked over at Harry. I would love to say he looked peaceful, but he had bags under his eyes from the sleepless nights at the hospital. His eyebrows furrowed in his sleep, and his breaths were shaky. The small stubble on his top lip seemed to get thicker everyday, but it wasn't excessive.

I decided to go to Niall. I knew he wouldn't want to see me. He was mad at me for nothing. I didn't do anything. I slowly stood up, careful not to wake up Harry. Niall's room was on a different floor, because Ivy was in the children's hall. I took the elevator.

I'll tell you now, never take the elevator at the hospital at night. It's terrifying. The metal doors screeched open, allowing me to step in. Silence filled the atmosphere. I pressed the button for Niall's floor. I shuddered as the doors closed, trapping me inside.

When I got to Niall's room, he was turned over on his side facing the window. I sat down on a chair and watched him intently. I wondered if he would wake up. I hoped he would realize I had done no wrong and he would forgive me. Maybe we could talk for hours about nothing like we would back at home.

I yawned. I was tired now. The plastic green chairs weren't very sufficient for a bed. I looked towards the couch. Niall's bags and meds were scattered on it.

My last resort was Niall's bed. I yawned again. If Niall didn't even want to talk to me, he sure didn't want me sleeping next to him. I decided to stand up and kiss him on the forehead as a goodnight. Just because he didn't appreciate me much anymore didn't mean I didn't love him anymore. Niall was slightly startled and opened his eyes.

He stared at me as I hung over his face. "You need somewhere to sleep?" he asked me.

I shrugged. "I think I'm fine," I walked towards the chair.

"No, you aren't," Niall countered. "You aren't sleeping on the awful chair. What are they, plastic?"

I nodded hesitantly. Niall rolled his eyes. "I'm not lettin' me wife sleep on a plastic chair. Sleep next to me."

"No, that's your bed-"

"I don't care!" Niall scooted to the left a bit, towards the window. "Sit next to me," He patted the space next to him.

I sat down next to him. He was pretty warm. The bed wasn't amazingly comfortable, but compared to a plastic chair that made my butt throb, this was heaven. I leaned back onto the pillow and Niall snuggled into my side.

He sighed with a faint smile painted on his lips. "This is why I haven't slept well."

He dozed off, nose in my side. I leaned onto him awkwardly, but it ended up being comfortable. We both fell asleep that way.

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The next morning rolled around and Niall was still laying into me. I yawned and stretched, being sure not to wake Niall. I looked around the room to see Harry scrolling through his phone on one of the chairs. He looked up at me and smiled with a little wave.

I waved back slightly.

"I had seen you were gone when I woke up, so I figured you were here," Harry told me. "Glad this," he motioned between me and Niall, "worked out."

I laughed a bit. Niall began to stir awake. He slowly brought his head up, bed head evident.

"Good morning," I said.

"Mornin'," he muttered, bringing his hand through his hair lazily.

Harry waved again. "Morning!"

Niall nodded towards him in return and fell into my arms. "I'm still tired," he said, dragging out the tired.

I laughed a bit.

Niall closed his eyes and later on my chest in my arms for a moment. "When can I see Ivy?"

I sighed. "I don't know. You'll have to ask the doctor when you can leave the room."

Niall perked up. "You know, I feel great! I feel like I could go on a run! An amazing jog through the forest preserve. I could run a farm! I could milk the cows and feed the pigs. I feel amazing!"

I chuckled at his enthusiasm. "We'll see about that."

wow another chapter!!!! sorry it took so long to write. i'm trying to figure out small plot holes and stuff so.

love you all!!

song —> beside you by 5 seconds of summer