One direction hurt/sad/sick fics - niall and harry centric

hate - niall

SONG RECOMMENDATION: YOU'RE SOMEBODY ELSE BY FLORA CASH

Liam's pov

"Ni, come downstairs, breakfast is ready!" i shouted form the kitchen of the mansion we were sharing. "He won't come" said harry quietly. Harry can be right though had been a long time since we saw niall. He never left his room for the past few days. I shrugged it of as he could be in a bad mood. I knew the album we had to make was stressing Niall, as the rest of us but after 2 days of not seeing the irish lad, i started worrying.

"You eat" said niall, it was quiet i hardly caught what he said. I sighed and turned around to the lads. "I will check up on him" i said, daddy direction creeping inside of me. They nodded and with that i made my way to niall's room.

I knocked the door of the Irish lad. "What" said an emotionless, sad voice. More like mumbled.

"Are you okay there bud" i put my ear to the door to hear more clear. I heard a "mhm" as a reply. It only worried me more so i opened the door.

I was shocked by the view. Notes were all over the floor and everywhere was a mess, complete mess.

"What happened?" i asked and the moment i looked at niall i saw tears in his eyes. "I-i can't w-write" he mumbled between tears. My heart sank. "Of course you can! What are you talking about?" i wrapped my arms around him.

"NO I CAN'T LIAM, I CAN'T! FANS ARE RIGHT, I DON'T DESERVE MY PLACE IN THE BAND. YOU ARE ALL WONDERFUL ARTISTS. WITH WONDERFUL HAIRS, PERSONALTIES, BODIES, ACCENTS, TALENTS, VOICES! LOOK AT ME, WHAT DO I HAVE. I CAN'T EVEN WRITE A STUPID LYRIC. I'M OVERWEIGHT, I HAVE THIS STUPID IRISH ACCENT, MY VOICE SUCKS, I'M STUPID! WHY DIDN'T YOU EVEN KICK ME OUT OF THE BAND ALREADY? I DON'T DESERVE THIS, I DON'T DESERVE THIS BAND" he pushed me back. My heart broke into million pieces. A hurt look appeared on my face but i quickly pushed it away. I knew Niall enough to know he says things like this when he is stressing. We have seen Niall having a breakdown of course but this was different. He would never say something about his accent. He loves it, but i knew Niall deals with hate worse than any of us even though Harry was the youngest.

"Who told you that?" i asked in a sweet voice.

"Check your twitter" he replied.

I haven't checked my acc for 2 weeks.

I quickly opened my phone and entered twitter. As soon as i looked at the screen i understood why Niall was self-conscious.

#getridofniall was trending. "Niall is such a stupid person. His accent is so bad. He can't even sing properly. His voice sucks. He doesn't deserve to be in 1D" and so much more was all over twitter.

"Lads come up here" i shouted downstairs. After 2 minutes 2 man appeared on the door with worried expressions."What happened?" harry asked. I just motioned them to open their phones. They all pulled confused expressions. "Open t-" i started but Niall cut me off. "twitter"

They looked at Niall with soft expressions and came near us. "Oh Nialler" said Harry. "Don't listen to them. What they are talking about is bullshit."

"Yeah. The hate will soon be pressed by your fans. Don't worry" said Louis. "Remember when Harry was getting hate?"

Niall looked a little confused but nodded. "Can you see any hate now?" Lou continued interviewing.

Niall shook his head. "That's because soon after haters gave up because they saw it's not really happening. Yes, Harry may have cried that time, but it's normal. Haters want us to kick harry out of the band but we didn't and will not so they only made our band's bond stronger."

"And we will do the same Niall. We will make sure you are okay and will never ever kick you out of the band. Besides the fact that you are our really close friend, your voice and your accent just makes us more iconic." Louis says and laughs, Niall manages to laugh as well.

"Your laugh, ah" i added, with the iconic 'ah' thing. "You have the talent to cheer a person up just with your laugh, eyes and by just being there for them. We won't waste that person, in another word, you." He smiles and goes for a group hug.

We, of course, gladly accept the offer and did our famous group hug. You can probably guess what happened soon after.

Niall was on the floor, Harry next to him, Lou and I are on them.