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He's crying (Zayn/Niall)

Zayn (Age 21/His POV):

I knew I shouldn't have started smoking! Now everyone's freaking out because here I am in a hospital bed getting my left lung removed because it's so damaged. Y/N comes in to talk minutes before the surgery. "Hey Z!" She says with a smile, yet her red, puffy eyes signal she's not totally happy.

"Hey." My voice breaks. She frowns, comes closer and hugs me. "I'm scared."

"You're going to be ok, you're strong and I believe in you." She soothes as I continue to cry into her chest.

"Sir? It's time for your surgery." A nurse says and I panic immediately. "Y/N, please don't leave!" I beg.

"Course not. I'll be here when you get out." She promises before kissing my head and releasing me. I'm thankful she didn't cry in front of me, because right now, I'm terrified and weaker than a feather. Younger or not, she's one of the most strong people I know and I need a rock like her right now.

Tricia's POV

As soon as they escorted Y/N out, she lost it. "He can't die, mummy." She sobs in my shoulder. "I need him."

"I know baby, he's important to all of us. He's going to be alright." I soothe, my voice breaking at the end. "We need to leave while he's getting tested.

"He didn't want me to go and I told him I wouldn't." She whispers so the others don't hear.

"Ok. Once Zayn is done, you could probably get a ride from one of the boys. I'm going to need you to text me the results because depending on if they're good or not, the girls and I were thinking of a surprise party to celebrate." I explain and Y/N smiles and nods. "Waalyiha, Safaa, it's time to go." I say before escorting my youngest out and hoping for the best.

Niall (twins, age 14)

Your eighth hour class was math lab at the high school, and Niall's was info tech at the jr. high which was a mere 15 feet away. The bell signaling the end of both the day and week had just rang and you dashed outside to catch your bus. Since Niall got picked up first, you were surprised to not see him and hoped he hadn't missed it.

"Y/N, c'mere a sec." Zach Thomas, yours and Niall's best friend said and gestured for you to sit join him and the rest of your friends.

"What up, Z?" You ask.

"Something happened to Niall today, he's pretty upset about it." Zach explained.

"He just went to the back of the bus and when we asked if he was ok, he said he needed to be alone." Jordan Sweyeds adds.

"Basically, you need to talk to him." Avery Flint finishes.

"M'kay. Do you know what happened?" You ask.

"I think something happened between him and Deidra." Avery explains and you sigh deeply and glare. Deidra is (possibly was) Niall's girlfriend. She had a player/one night stand reputation and you never ever trusted her with Niall's heart. You walked to the back of the bus to find a heart wrenching sight.

"Nialler, what's wrong?" You coo with worry as you look at him; sniffling as tears leave his sad blue eyes and run down his red cheeks.

"D-Deidra ch-ch-cheated on me." He stutters through rushes breaths.

"Shhh, calm down and just breathe." You command and he tries, but is crying too hard and fails. You pull your water bottle out of your bag and hand it to him. "Drink up." You order and he does, chugging nearly half the bottle.

"Thanks sis." He sniffles before his head finds its way to your shoulder.

"What exactly happened?" You ask.

"I-I was walking to info tech when I saw her making out with some eight grader. Sh-She said she cheated because I was ugly and stupid and didn't deserve her." He explains, crying once again as a small wet spot forms on your shirt where his head is. Anger boils within you. How dare someone hurt your brother like this?

"The little bitch." You mumble as Niall blinks, not used to that kind of language from you. You're pretty defensive of your family, especially Niall; he's not just your brother, he's your best friend. You do everything together and you hate it with a passion when he's hurt, physically and/or emotionally. Right now, you had no other words to describe Deidra than bitch.

"What's wrong with me?" He asks and now it's your turn to be shocked.

"Nothing is wrong with you, Niall." You reply, gently rubbing his arm with your thumb.

"There is something wrong! Every time I get a girlfriend she says she either cheats or says she dated me as a dare because I'm too ugly and they're all right! My teeth are wonky, I'm stupid, I'm short, I'm fat, I'm wimpy, I'm pale and it just adds up to a big blob of ugly." He starts.

"I don't care what they said; they're a bunch of lying turds. They've never truly loved a boy, they love their money and the good time boys give them. They said you're stupid? Funny, your grades are way better hers. They say you're ugly? Well you should hear what some other girls in their clique say because some of them disagree. Don't tell Avery, Megan and Carissa this, but they talk about you all the time! 'Oh my god, Niall's so cute' 'Can you hook me up with him, Y/N?'" You mimic your best friends' voices and he chuckles. "They know you, the boys know you, mum and dad, Greg and I know you. Don't listen to what girls like Deidra think, cause those girls just see you as a boy toy. We, however, know you. The funny, forgiving, outgoing, smart, caring and loving you. I love you." You kiss his head as he smiles, crying still.

"Thanks Y/N. You're truly the best sister ever." He grins as tears continue to flow down his cheeks.

"No more crying, dude! That was supposed to make you happy." You say with humor and he grins.

"Are happy tears ok?" He smiles and your heart gets all fuzzy.

"Yes." You giggle, pulling him into a heartfelt hug. His arms wrap around you. Now that the sweet words kept his tears away, you had to come up with a plan against Deidra that would bring his laughter back.