End of the Day // One Direction Sickfic

Niall Mobbed

@OneDirection Over the past six months, Louis Tomlinson has been recovering from a traumatic brain injury sustained in a golf cart accident - which led to him developing post-TBI epilepsy. On Thursday evening, he suffered a seizure on stage in Paris. He was able to walk off stage and did not require any medical attention. He is grateful for his fans' outpour of support, and is looking forward to seeing you all again tomorrow in Copenhagen.
Please respect his, and all of the boys' privacy at this time.

No One's POV
It had been five days since Louis' breakdown with Harry in the hotel room, and everyone had been keeping a close eye on him.
They trusted Louis not to do anything stupid, yeah, but given the circumstances and what he said that night in bed, everyone was being extra careful.

"How are you feeling, Louis?" Paul asked as they began making their way towards the exit of their hotel.
For the first half of the day, Louis was complaining of a bad headache - though this was becoming less and less unusual for him - and everyone wanted to make sure he would be okay to perform that night.
"My head still hurts" He replied
"Okay, once we make it to the car I'll get you another paracetamol" Paul said as he rubbed Louis' back
"Medicine doesn't help" Louis mumbled
"I think you should book an appointment with your doctor for when we're in the UK then, Louis. You're headaches are getting worse. That's not normal" Paul suggested, not knowing how else to help Louis
"I'll be fine Paul. It's just a headache" Louis sighed
The conversation ended there, as Paul and the security team had to begin preparing the boys to make their way through the crowd to the car.

Niall POV
The crowd was thick and the boys and I were being jostled around quite a bit as we made our way to the car.
"Just keep breathing, Nialler" Liam encouraged from in front of me as we pushed our way forwards, my claustrophobia starting to kick in
"How are you doing man?" Zayn asked as I felt his arm on my back
"It's getting tight here" I answered
"It'll be alright, just keep walking" Liam said

Finally, the car was in sight, and we continued moving towards it
When we were about five meters away, I felt something, or someone, snag my shirt. Then my ankle. Then I went face first into the ground.

No One's POV
"Argh. Argh my knee" Niall cried as the fans began screaming, some defending Niall, and others just screaming because everyone else was.
"Don't touch him. Stop fucking touching him. Get the hell off of him, man" Zayn snapped as he tried to bat as many hands away from Niall
"Everyone, back up. Back up!" Paul yelled as he pushed through the crowd in an attempt to get to Niall
"Fuck Zayn. Zayn it hurts" Niall moaned, gripping his knee as Paul finally got to the injured boy
"Niall, you're okay. Just lay back" Paul said as he helped Niall to lay onto the ground and the rest of the guards worked to keep the fans away.
"Paul, fuck Paul. Ow, fuck. Don't touch my knee" Niall yelped as Paul put his hand onto Niall's knee
"Alright Niall. Did you hit your head at all?" Paul continued, examining Niall for any other obvious injuries
"No. Fuck. Argh"
"Okay, Zayn, can you go back to the car? I need to get you boys out of here" Paul said, before radioing another one of our guards. "Michael, I'm going to need an ambulance here for Niall. He's hurt his knee"
"No. Paul. No ambulance" Niall begged
"Niall, bud, you can't walk and it's your bad knee-" Paul reasoned
"No. No I'll walk Paul. No ambulance, not here" Niall whined and Paul sighed. He always had a soft spot for his fellow irishman.

With the help of Paul and Preston, Niall hobbled to the car, and Paul insisted that the driver drop him and Niall off at the emergency room.
"Niall, I know you don't want to have more knee issues, but this is just a precautionary measure. Okay?" Paul tried to persuade Niall into submission
"Paul, please. I can't have something wrong with my knee. I don't, I don't want" Niall said as tears began to well up in his eyes
"Everything will be fine, Niall" Harry assured him and Louis rubbed his hand up and down his arm
Finally, Niall gave in and nodded, before wincing at the steady throb of his knee

Paul practically carried Niall up to the entrance of the hospital, where a nurse was quick to meet them with a wheelchair
Once the hospital staff realized that he was the Niall Horan, they were quick to move him to his own cubicle where a doctor met them shortly.
"So Mr. Horan, what brings you here today?" The woman asked
"I got tripped by a fan while leaving my hotel and I hurt my knee. It's my bad knee and I've already had surgery on it" Niall explained
"Okay. Order an X-Ray" The doctor said to a nurse that was in the room. "We're going to get you down to X-Ray so we can try to see what's going on. Can you tell me if this hurts?" She began pressing on different parts of his knee
"Argh. Ow. There. That hurts" Niall hissed as she hit a tender point
"He's going to need an MRI too, as it might be his meniscus" The doctor requested and the nurse jotted something down on Niall's chart before scampering off
"I can't have an MRI, I can't" Niall said, getting that all to familiar tightening sensation in his chest that he got before a panic attack. "I'm claustrophobic, I can't. I can't have an MRI"
"Alright Niall, it'll be okay" Paul soothed Niall as he rubbed his hand on Niall's side
"We can give you a sedative, that way you will be asleep through it" The doctor assured Niall

Soon a nurse came and wheeled Niall to radiation, where they took X-Rays, before they sedated him for the hour long MRI

Once the scan was complete, they brought him back to the cubicle on a gurney.
About ten minutes later, he began to stir.
"Niall, are you awake?" Paul asked as he noticed that Niall had moved
"Mmurgh" Niall groaned groggily before rubbing the sleep out of his eyes
"How are you feeling, bud?" Paul then asked
"I don't want. An MRI" Niall said before he yawned
"You've already had one, you goof" Paul chucked. Sleepy Niall was always a little loopy.
"Oh. I forgot" Niall whispered and smiled slightly

Eventually, the doctor and nurse returned to the cubicle.
"Glad to see you're awake Mr. Horan" She said as she pulled back the curtain and entered. "How are you feeling?"
"Sleepy" Niall answered
"Well, hopefully this will wake you up, as me and the orthopedic surgeon have reviewed your scans, and we know what's going on with your knee"
"Surgeon? Am I going to need another surgery?" Niall asked immediately
"As far as we can tell, no. It looks like you've torn your meniscus, which can heal on its own. That being said, you will need to be careful with it, and make sure to rest, ice, and elevate it daily. I'm going to prescribe an anti-inflammatory drug and a painkiller. If the pain and swelling persists for more than three weeks, you should book an appointment with your doctor. Do you have any questions for me?"
"Yeah, can I still perform? We have a concert tonight and I already missed one a few days ago because I got a concussion" Niall said
"I'd say yes, you can, just as long as you are careful and make sure to not overstrain it. That means no jumping around or crazy dance moves"
After Niall and Paul asked a few more questions, another nurse came and fitted Niall for a knee brace before he was discharged

"I'm going to need to find a way to deal with this fan situation," Paul said as he got into the limo behind Niall
"I was thinking maybe I should send out a tweet. I know it probably won't help very much but it's worth a shot" Niall suggested
"Yeah, how about you do that. I'll still have to have a meeting with our security team to figure out a more permanent solution, but that might do some good. What happened today just goes to show the potential for what could happen. It's only a matter of time before someone gets seriously hurt if these crowd situations keep up" Paul said and Niall began crafting his tweet

@NiallOfficial Guys! Let's try to be less crazy in crowds from now on. Got tripped up today leaving the hotel, and now my bad knee's done in again! So much pain that I went to the emergency room. Not one to complain but please, please just try to be more careful. We're people too.