One Direction BoyxBoy One Shots

NIAM

“Okay I’ll see you later Niall! Love you!” said Liam and he kissed him on the cheek.

“Bye! I love you!” replied Niall and Liam started to walk across the road to his car.

Liam heard a loud honk and he looked to his right. A black thing was hurtling towards him. He had no time to react. The black hit him, and he felt being thrown into the air. He could barely feel the pain shoot through his back and neck as he hit the ground. His eyesight had blurred and he had become dizzy and nauseous.

“Liam!” he heard a familiar voice yell. It was fuzzy but he recognized the Irish accent. His world faded into black, just as he heard footsteps beside him.

Niall didn’t know what to do. He knelt beside Liam’s visibly broken body he cried out in a panic. Where had the driver gone? Had he driven off? Scooping Liam’s body into his arms, he ran down the street to the hospital.

“Don’t worry Liam, hold on, it’s going to be okay just hold on,” Niall whispered as soothingly as he could while he ran down the street. Turning and smashing the door open with his back, Niall ran to the front desk.

“Please help me. Liams been run over! Please help!”

The lady rushed around the desk to Niall. ”Follow me.”

Rushing down the halls they reached a room filled with doctors.

“Get a bed!” one of them yelled and they all rushed around. Liam was taken from Nialls grasp and carried onto a bed. Niall watched as Liam was rolled away. When he was out of sight, he bursted into tears and collapsed onto the floor.

What if he died? He couldn’t live without Liam! He couldn’t loose him!

“What is your name sir?” asked the lady from the desk, while helping him up.

“Niall,” he whimpered and rubbed his nose.

“Alright come now Niall, we’ll get you all cleaned up.” Niall smiled weakly and followed the kind nurse to some kind of staff room. “Now here’s some tissues, Niall and there’s a cafe down the hall if you want any food,” she said and handed him a box of tissue.

For once, Niall didn’t feel hungry. The only thing on his mind was Liam. His perfect Liam. The perfect Liam who was broken in just a matter of seconds. Why had this happened to Liam?! Why?! Bending his head down and looking at the ground, Niall silently cried.

Niall sat by Liam’s bed, holding his hand. “Come on Li Li, you’ve got to wake up soon! Its been 4 weeks, it’s killing me!” whispered Niall and he squeezed Liams hand.

Liam knew Niall was there. He could hear him. It seemed that Niall didn’t know this. He wanted to show him that he was awake. He felt Nialls soft warm hand in his. Niall turned to see a nurse looking gloomily at him.

“Mr. Horan, I’m afraid I have some bad news.” Niall felt feelings of worry form in his stomach.

“He’s going to live right?” he asked shakily. The nurse sighed and shook her head. “What?! No!” he screamed and shook the nurses shoulders. “He can’t die! No! He can’t! He just… can’t.” putting his head on her shoulder, he started to cry.

“But what we will normally do, is we’ll wake him up. He’ll only be awake for a few seconds… and then… well you know. You can say goodbye, he’ll hear you and see you. He’ll also be able you respond to you.”

Niall nodded. The nurse stood up, and did something to Liam. 

“N-Niall,” Niall turned to see Liam’s eyes open.

“Liam! You’re awake!” Niall exclaimed and hugged him softly.

“I love you Niall,” Liam whispered.

“I love you too Liam I can’t believe you’re awake!” But then Niall felt Liam’s grip on his hand getting looser. He looked to Liam in panic, but his head had lolled to the side.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

The nurse put a hand on Nialls shoulder. “I’m sorry. He’s gone.”