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Niall POV
I launched myself off the ground once again, pulling myself into one of my Niall Jumps. I landed with a small thump and looked up toward the crowd. They cheered a bit and I hoped that wasn't just because it was Harry's turn to sing. I breathed heavily and decided it is time to rest for a second before I send my self into an asthma attack.
I pulled my ear piece away from my mouth and coughed so the crowd wouldn't hear my loud disturbances. I coughed violently and hoped it didn't really pick up in the microphone.
"Are you alright, mate?" Liam asked, patting my back slightly.
I just nodded, trying not to burst into another coughing fit.
After that song, we were about to sing another one when the crowd chanted for me to do another Niall Jump. I hesitated, I barely had any breath left to do so. But I didn't want to disappoint our lovely fans. They deserve the best every time. I ran forward and tried to jump but only flew a little bit off the ground before my face his the ground. I couldn't breath! I rolled over, the bright lights boring my face as I stated to hyperventilate, my eyes wide with fright.
Blurry figures appeared above me and I thought they were angels. WAS I DEAD? NO! I was sweating and shaking at the same time. I think I passed out, the world slipping into darkness, the blurry figures that once hovered above me, slipping away too.
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I woke up in an all white room, the bright lights blinding me momentarly. From my veiw, no one was in the room. But then I heard a groan.
"Liam? Harry? Louis? Zayn?" I asked confused.
"Niall? Your awake!" I heard Liam's voice say in excitement.
He stood up, revealing his short hair sticking up all over the place. The clothes he had been in at the concert were replaced with sweats and his shoes were off, revealing his white socks. I sat up a bit more. My throat and lungs hurt a bit, causing me to groan.
"Be careful," Liam warned me doing in the chair by my hospital bed.
Out at least I'd concluded this was a hospital. I am not dead at least.
"What happened?" I asked.
"You passed out on stage, the doctor said you had an asthma. Attack. You stopped breathing," Liam said getting hysterical.
"Liam please don't cry," I begged hugging him.
"I'm sorry, you just worried me a lot. You know, your like a baby brother to us," Liam sniffled.
I nodded, surveying the room quickly. My first thought was,
'What have I gotten myself into?'
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So, I hope this is good. I have a bit of writers block so I had horan_hannah help me a bit. She wrote to underlined part of the story. Thanks Hannah :)
Random Question of the Chapter:
Have you seen anything strange lately?
Yes. My mom was singing to One Direction! Story of my Life!
What's your answer?
Random Fact of the Chapter:
It takes a sloth two weeks to digest the food it eats.
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