To Begin Again (narry)

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Niall has just walked into his flat when he gets manhandled by Bressie. "What the fuck!?"

"Where the hell have you been?" Bressie grips Niall's chin. "I called you and you didn't answer."

"I'm fine," He scolds, pushing him away from him.

"Niall," He grabs his arm and pulls him closer. "Where were you?"

"With Harry," Niall pulls his arm away from his hold. "Now if you'll excuse me-"

"Why didn't you answer?" Bressie stresses out, he follows Niall into his bedroom.

"Why are you so bothered I didn't answer your call?" He grabs his towel and heads to the bathroom, rolling his eyes when the older man follows him inside.

"Niall," He reaches out to stop Niall from removing his jeans. "It's your dad, he's in the hospital."

Niall snaps his eyes up, feeling like his heart just dropped down to his stomach. "What... what are you talking about?"

"He woke up in the middle of the night to drink some water and he missed a step and fell-"

"Oh my god," Niall pushes past him, going into his room to look for his cellphone. He's quick to ring his father. "Da!?"

"Hi brother," Greg says with annoyance in his voice.

"Where's da? Is he okay? Please tell me he's okay-"

"He's doing better, he broke his ankle and needed to get a small surgery but he's fine." He breathes out. "Why didn't you answer my calls? Too busy with your posh boyfriend?"

"Can I talk to him?" He really didn't want to talk to Greg right now, he doesn't think he can handle more of his snarky comments.

"No, he's resting." He scoffs. "If you really care about him, come over and take care of him."

Niall throws his mobile on his bed when he sees that his brother had hung up on him, he starts to frantically pack his duffle bag. He hears Bressie walk in but ignores his presence and continues to pack his necessities.

"What are you doing?" The tall man asks, sitting down on Niall's bed to watch him.

"Packing." He says without glancing over at him.

"I see, but why?" Bressie notices that Niall is shaking and breathing fast, he knows he's close to having a panic attack so he stands up and wraps his arms around his smaller body. "Niall, he'll be okay."

"You don't know that," Niall pushes him away, turning his head to glare at him. "Now fuck off."

"Niall, I'm only trying to comfort you." He reaches over to places his hands on Niall's shoulders. "Ni, come here."

Niall hates how much he loves being in Bressie's arms, he hates how with just a hug from the taller man he's calmer. "No, I need to finish packing."

"Okay," Bressie was hurt but he brushed it off. "I'm going with you, I'm not letting you go alone." He steps out of the room to pack, leaving before Niall argues why he shouldn't go.

Niall glances down at the clothes in his bag and cries, his dad was at the hospital and he was miles away from him. He felt like such an awful son.

"You ready?" Bressie seemed to have snapped Niall out his reverie.

"Yeah," He breathes out. "I suppose I am."

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"Niall, I think we should head to your dad's first to drop-"