One Direction One Shots

Niall Tic Attack (1)

Here's an anonymous request.

NIALL POV:
My head hits my shoulder again, I wince in pain.

Ughh, when will they stop, my neck is so sore, and we have interviews today too, I really hope they won't be as severe then.

At the Interview
NIALL POV:
"FUCK YOU!" I shout again.

My eyes widen.

Liam rubs my back, silently telling me it's alright.

My hand collides with Liam's chest.

"I-"

"It's fine," Liam whispers back, without a hint of sarcasm.

My neck twitches again.

"M-may I excuse myself for a moment..?" I ask.

"Of course, there's a lounge over there, Isaac will show you," the interviewer says.

"Thank you," Niall says, quickly heading to the lounge.

The boys give him worried looks.

After five minutes in the lounge, it becomes obvious to him, that his tics aren't going to get any less severe.

He sighs and comes back out.

"I HAVE A BOMB!" he shouts.

Tears of agony fill his eyes.

Why can't he just be normal!? he asks himself. His knee starts to bounce up and down uncontrollably.

He knows his leg is hitting Liam, but Liam doesn't say anything, knowing he can't control it.

His hand hits the side of his head, over and over.

Liam takes Niall's hand, and pulls it down to his lap, without saying a word.

Niall is grateful for Liam, but he's also really angry at himself.

Seriously, why can't he just be a normal human!? What would happen in a world where he wouldn't constantly punch his friends, and swear at them. What would happen..?

The next interview goes similarly, his tics only getting more frequent, and more severe.

He tries to focus on the interview, but after a while, he just gives up. Luckily, the interviewer doesn't ask any questions directed to him, much to his delight.

He hits his hands against his chest.

"YOU'RE GOING TO DIE!"

"Ughhh..." he groans again.

Liam rubs his back, and holds his hands when he tries to hurt himself.

After the interview's over, the boys get back into the car to drive to the next one.

"I hate myself! Why can't I just be fucking normal!?" Niall shouts.

"It's ok, mate, you're just a bit different, it doesn't mean you're less than the rest of us. You should love yourself... just like I love you."

Niall smiles.

"Thanks, Li..."

Liam kisses Niall on the forehead.

"FUCK!"

Niall slides down the back of his seat.

Liam gives him another kiss, then holds his hand as they sit through the car ride.

During the third interview, the interviewer can barely ask a question, due to Niall's tics.

The others tell him to just keep going, but the interviewer doesn't, sending dirty looks at Niall.

Niall bangs his hands against the wooden table, causing his fist to turn red and sore.

Liam takes his hand, but the force is too strong for him to do much.

"FUCK YOU!"

He hits himself in the chest.

Liam tries to help him but Niall ends up hitting Liam's face. Liam's in pain, but doesn't let it get to him.

He continues trying to help Niall feel more comfortable, both physically, and mentally.

"Oh my god, will you just shut up Niall! The band would be better without you!" the interviewer screams at him.

Niall wipes away the tears falling from his cheek, but they keep flowing.

"Hey, don't let it get to you," Liam whispers softly.

"Yea, this guy is being a dick," Louis says.

Zayn and Harry just look at Niall, worriedly.

Niall tries to suppress the tics, so he doesn't inconvenience anyone. Obviously, it's a pretty bad idea.

As soon as they finally arrive home, all the built up pressure bursts out.

"AAGH!" Niall screams.

His hands pull at his hair, a few strands even ending up on the floor.

His fists collide with his chest over and over.

Liam and the others rush to get a pillow. They place one on his chest, and keep another just in case he ends up on the floor, or somewhere where his head head or limbs can bump into something.

"Make it stop!" Niall cries.

The boys are heartbroken at how hard this must be. They can only do so much to help him.

"Don't worry Nialler, you'll be ok, it'll all be over soon," Liam comforts.

"His head is bleeding..." Harry notices, "I-I think he scratched it."

After a while, the attack slowly tapers until it's his average twitches and yelps.

Niall sits there on the floor for a while, taking deep breaths, and trying to stop the tears that started streaming down his face during the attack.

Harry goes over, and just hugs him.

"Shh, you're ok, it's over now, you're alright," he comforts.

Niall's breathing soon returns to a normal pattern.

"I wanna cuddle," Niall says after a bit.

"With..?" Louis asks.

Niall hugs Harry again, tighter.

"This one."

Harry chuckles, and so do the others.

"Wanna watch a movie too?" Harry asks.

Niall shrugs.

"You can, but I'll just be sleeping."

The boys chuckle again.

Sure enough, just a few seconds after getting onto the couch, Niall is fast asleep.

Harry watches the movie, rubbing Niall's back, and though he's sleeping, he notices a small smile spread across his face.

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