Personal Soldier: Ziall One-Shot

Ok, so if you don't know, I was really bored and wanted to neglect my French homework so I sent out a message for a Ziall one-shot prompt.

Prompt: ZIALL It's kinda sad.... Niall has had cancer for a year Zayn has been his best friend

And then the doctors say that Niall doesn't have much longer to live so Zayn tells Niall he's in love with him. They kiss....ect....ect.... And then a few days later, Niall treatment pulls through and he's healthy?!?!? How about that?

Here it is babe. Hope you enjoy xx

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Niall Horan sat on the edge of the bathtub in his and his best mate’s shared flat, deep in thought. He was going to another checkup that day, for his cancer. He had been diagnosed for a year now, and had been living everyday of that past year not knowing if he would even make it the next day. Every holiday or event just seemed useless to him now. And if what the doctor’s had been saying was true, this may be his last checkup. The only reason Niall willed himself to keep going was his best friend, Zayn Malik.

They had been friends since childhood, and were always fond of each other. Niall hadn’t told Zayn about his disease though. He just didn’t know how he would react, and was too afraid to find out. What if Zayn began to think that Niall was worthless and a waste of time?

Niall was so preoccupied in his thoughts; he didn’t hear the sound of Zayn calling him from outside the door. Only when the door creaked open did Niall turn around to see Zayn standing there with a concerned look on his face. He walked over to where Niall was sat and held his hands.

“What’s wrong Ni?” Niall knew this question was coming, and he had prepared to answer it long ago.

“Nothing at all Zayn,” he replied. Zayn didn’t seem too convinced by this answer. “Ni, you’ve been acting a little distant now. You do know if anything is bugging you, you can talk to me. I promised to be here forever, and I will be.” Niall knew he would have to tell Zayn soon, but he just wanted to put it off a couple more days. So he smiled, almost close to his real smile, and grabbed Zayn’s hand.

“I know Z, but when nothing’s bothering me, what can I tell you?” Zayn still didn’t look fully convinced, but let it go. “Just remember that you can talk to me alright?” Niall nodded.

“So what did you make for breakfast?” Zayn chuckled, Niall was always hungry. “Well, umm… I was thinking that we could go down to the café, you know… just the two of us,” Zayn said while scratching the back of his neck. “Of course Z, but I have a doctor’s appointment later on,” Niall answered. Zayn raised an eyebrow at this. “What for?” he asked.

“Nothing to be worried about Zayn, just a routine checkup,” Niall replied nervously. He wasn’t entirely lying, but still couldn’t afford to let Zayn know the truth.

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Niall had just had breakfast with Zayn at the café near their flat and was standing in front of the hospital. He gave himself a small pep talk before walking in. ‘Common Niall, you will live. You have to, for your mum, Greg, Liam, Louis, Harry and most importantly Zayn.’ He smiled the half-smile that had been on his face a lot lately and walked into the hospital. He finally go to his doctor’s room and opened the door to see his doctor sitting on his chair, analyzing a x-ray of some sort. “Good Morning Dr. Howell,” Niall greeted. Dr. Howell replied with a good morning and gestured for Niall to take a seat.

“Niall, look, I don’t want to be saying this, but you need to know the truth.” Niall nodded, already guessing what was to come. “But, I’ve been looking at your reports and it seems as if the tumour is working faster than it normally would. You, umm, only have about a week left.” A sob threatened to make its way out of Niall’s mouth but he stopped it. He needed to be brave.