Nialls pov
I jump in my bed and i am planning not getting out again. Liam comes in. "Leave me alone" i say. "I just wanna talk" liam says. "And i don't so leave!" I answer.
Harrys pov
So yesterday and a lot of today i ate a lot and now i won't eat. Rose comes next to me sitting. "You're ugly and fat. Also Niall deserves way better then you" she says. "He is mine and he'll always be mine" she whispers.
Liam comes to us with out Niall. "Is he okay?" Rose asks. Liam is done with her i can tell. "No! He was on the fucking right way before you came! I heard the fucking stories of what you did to him! The only reason why you get to sit with us is cus we feel fucking bad for Alex!" Liam tells her angry. I look at Louis and he nods.
I run to niall and jump next to him. That makes him giggle a little. I didn't eat and i ran so more weight lost. "Liam went hard on that girl" i see a smile on Nialls face. "She deserves it" niall answers.
We just lay like this until he falls a sleep in my arms. Okay now i can take a run! I put on my sneakers and my jacket. I look in the hallway and no one here. Great! I go outside and take a long run. Then i get back and i feel a bit dizzy.
Nialls pov
I wake up when i hear a loud bang on the ground. I look besides me and Harry passed out. I run to louis room and shake him awake. "What do you want? I thought you didn't wanna talk to me" he says tired. "Harry is laying on the ground! I think he passed out"
We run back and harry is awake already. "Harry we are gonna eat something now" harry shakes his head. "Yes we are" i start to scratch myself again. My old wounds.
"Listen harry you need to get better okay?" Louis says. "No i am fat and ugly" he says. I just run out to the hallways. I sit down.
This is my fault, if i just didn't fall asleep he wouldn't have done to what ever he did! I walk quietly to the kitchen and grab a knife. I place it on my wrist and cut myself.
10 am
Harrys povNiall didn't come back and everyone is looking for him. "I found him! He needs the hospital wing right away!" Zayn yells. Louis pulls me back. "You don't want to see it Harry" liam tells me with a sad look.
Not much later Zayn comes to us. "He is in a coma. He can hear us talking, harry you can see him now if you want" he says. I look at Louis who also hasn't been eating. "I am gonna inform his family so they can come if they want" zayn says. I go to niall and sit with him.
"I don't understand why you hate yourself so much. You're funny, nice, very cute, good with your nephew who is adorable btw and you're always you! How can you hate yourself? I want you to get better and i also want you in my life cus like i said before. You're my only friend. If you want i can do your nails when we get out of here! I just need you to wake up for that" i say.

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the clinic
Fanfictionniall horan 16 year old is in a clinic for his depression and trying on suicide. harry is 17 years old and has an eating disorder called sports anorexia