Give Me One Chance (Ziall/Larry)

Chapter 16

I'm not gonna lie its one of those times were i just want this to end. This chapter is sort of ehh idk. I didn't go into much detail cuz i need to update ASAP so here you go.

IVE LITERALLY FORGOT EVERYTHING IVE WRITTEN IN THE PAST CHAPTERS LOL

Chapter 16

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Once Niall had been patched up and pumped with medication, they wheeled him into the hospital room.

Zayn, Harry, and Liam were still in the waiting room, but the minute the nurse cleared them to see Niall, Zayn made a mad dash for the room.

Niall lay in the all too familiar room, because really, all hospital rooms look the same. White walls, a window at the side, and a pointless plastic plant that Niall learned to hate with a passion.

He had yet to be questioned on what exactly happened, and who exactly he wanted to charge, but he didn't want to think about that now. As much as he wanted it done and out of his life for good.

Zayn rushed into the room and breathed out in relief.  Niall was fine, sitting up, flicking through the television channels, muttering about the shit T.V. His Niall.

 And he was fine.

"Niall!" Liam ran in, breaking Zayn from his mesmerized state. Niall turned is head towards them, facing splitting into a smile.

"Guys!" Niall's voice was tight and hoarse, as he returned Liam's tight hug, but not nearly the same amount of force.

Harry hugged him tight and kissed the side of his head when Liam finally let go, and they all turned to Zayn.

He stepped forward, feeling awkward under their gazes and pulled Niall into a loose hug. He didn't want to accidentally hit one of his bruises and he was sure Niall appreciated that.

"Hey," He whispered into his ear, causing Niall to shiver.

"Hey," Niall replied and pulled out of his embrace. 

"How're you doing, Horan?" Harry asked as he pulled a chair and gestured for Liam to sit, before pulling one for himself. Zayn sat at the edge of Niall's bed and took his hand, and squeezed it slightly in support. Niall smiled shyly at him and squeezed back.

"Fine. I should be able to leave tomorrow," Niall smiled wide at the thought of leaving this place for good. "Do you thin-"

"I'm sorry to interrupt, sir, but there's a policeman who has requested to speak with you," A nurse barged into the room, a bit pale, bags under her eyes. 

"Tell him to come back tomorrow," Zayn replied before Niall could.

"No. Send him in," Niall frowned. He may as well get it over with, right?

Zayn turned and stared at him in disbelief. "Are you sure?"

Niall nodded, as the policeman walked in.

"So, have you decided yet?" He asked, pen in one hand, clipboard in the other.

Niall sighed heavily. "Y-yeah. Guys, could you..." He gestured the boys towards the door.

"But-" Zayn started.

"Please?" Niall pleaded. He needed to do this alone.

Zayn nodded slowly and left the room along with Harry and Liam, who closed the door behind him.

"So. What did you decide?" The officer asked, tapping the pen on the clipboard, impatiently.

Niall took in a deep breathe and told him his decision, which surprised the man a bit.