Let's Play Pretend [Niall Horan AU]

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Let's do it this way. I'll try posting one in the morning and the other in the afternoon. I think it gives me time to edit without having to panic last minute haha.

A

Niall was wheeled into the hospital and I ran behind them. I didn't want to get in their way but I wasn't about to leave Niall's side either. He was rushed into one of the ER rooms and a doctor went in. I was instructed to stay out and I was losing my fucking mind. My hair was already messy and I messed it up some more by running my hand through it as I paced outside the ER.

I'd just sat down on one of the chairs and it had been almost half an hour. I felt a gentle tap on my shoulder, pulling me out of my wandering mind. I peeked my head up to see the doctor in front of me. I quickly stood up.

"Niall- is he... is he okay?" I asked, biting down on my thumb. I don't like to bite my nails so I do the closest thing to it, which is just biting my knuckle.

"He nicked one of the veins in his leg which is why he was bleeding so much. We got the bleeding to stop and put him on some IV. He should wake up by tomorrow. We noticed more scars on his upper thigh. Did you know he was self harming?" The doctor asked.

"N-no. I mean he had a very traumatic childhood b-but he never- Oh god," I fell back on the chair, tears just streaming down my face. I heard the doctor sigh and sit down beside me.

"Miss... I promise you, he'll be okay. Don't worry. I can tell how much you love him," he said and I looked at him a little confused. Love him? I'm still coming to terms with having that kind of feelings with him and he thinks I'm in love with him? Well, what else would he think? I said I'm his fiancé.

"C-can I see him?" I asked, wiping away my tears. He nodded and led me to the room. Niall's leg was covered in a gauze. A wire was stuck into his arm as he laid very still. I knew his heart was still beating, the machine by his bedside indicating just that.

I laced my fingers with Niall's, holding it tightly in my grasp, not willing to let it go. My mind just assumed that the second I let go of his hand is me giving up. And I promised myself not to give up. I pulled my phone out and went to my call log. I rung up Gigi.

"Hey-," I cut her off.

"Gi, is Zayn around?" I asked.

"Yeah, He is. Why?" She asked.

"Can you pass the phone to him?"

"Course." A couple seconds and a little shuffling later I heard Zayn's voice through the phone.

"Zayn can you come to the hospital?" I asked, rubbing circles into Niall's skin.

"Why? What happened?" He asked.

"Niall's in the hospital. He uh... he cut himself," I mumbled.

"What?! That fucker. Dickhead," Zayn muttered, very annoyed with him.

"Can you put him on the phone?" He asked.

"Umm," my eyes watered, "He's unconscious. Doctor put him on IV."

"Oh my god. I'll be there in a few, Alexa. Send me your location and room number," he said. I just hummed and ended the call.

A while later, Liam walked into the room and gathered my crying body into a hug. I crumbled in his hold, blabbering absolute nonsense as I cried.

"Alexa honey. Shh he'll be fine. He's a strong boy," he said, trying to take some of my despair away but it was to no avail.

"Will he, Liam?" I muttered, my eyes hurting from all the tears.