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Faking ~ Niall | Brits 2014

Niall's POV
The Brit awards were done and I was happy, but my knee was killing me and we were about to go on a 16 hour overnight flight to Singapore. I needed to rest. I needed sleep.

Back at the hotel, the boys were relaxing and our bags were being ferried to the airport. We had 40 minutes before our cars arrived, but I couldn't...

In the corridor, as I made my way to Liam's room, I couldn't take it anymore. I let my crutches fall out of my grip before I collapsed as safely as I could onto the ground.
"What was that?"
"Are those Niall's crutches?" The boys said as I heard their footsteps come out of the room.
"Niall!"
"Are you ok?" Harry and Louis asked as they crouched beside me and I felt Harry's hand on my back.
"Get the medic," I told them quietly.
"I'm on it."
"Is it your knee?" Louis asked me.
"Yeah."
"Did you hurt it when you fell?"
"Didn't fall... I can't go, on a flight like this," I told Louis and Liam honestly.
"Is it that bad?" Liam asked as Louis took my outstretched hand.
"I need to rest. Help me," I whispered to them.
"Niall, I have some sleeping pills," Louis suggested.
"Yes. Anything Louie..."
"Ok, hold on."
"Are you sure Niall?" Liam asked me as I heard Louis leave.
"I need them Liam. I can't..."
"You're still recovering from surgery. We'll make sure that we don't fly tonight."
"I need... need rest," I said as I was becoming more exhausted, and I felt Louis's hand touch my shoulder.
"Take these Niall. We'll tell the medic that you've passed out."
"Thanks..."
"Small sip, tiny Niall. Good," Louis said as I swallowed the pills. I lay my head back on the floor and I heard people coming back as I started to pass out.
"Is he injured?" Paul asked in a serious tone.
"We're not sure. He fell and we found him on the ground in the corridor."
"He was awake, but I think he's passed out."
"Niall? Niall, can you hear me?" The medic asked as they knelt beside me, but I fell unconscious out of exhaustion before the sleeping pills could take effect.

~

When I woke up, I hobbled slowly to the bathroom. As I finished having a pee, there was a knock on the bathroom door.
"Niall, it's Paul. Are you alright in there?"
"Yeah," I called back. I winced after I'd washed my hands and I opened the door.
"You collapsed and passed out last night Niall."
"I know. The boys... helped me, argh," I said as I winced, and Paul helped me to sit down.
"Where's the pain? Do I need to get you to a hospital?"
"No," I said as I shook my head. I had to confess my trickery to Paul. "I pretended, Louis got me... sleeping pills."
"You're still in discomfort," Paul said, not getting mad at me.
"It was a long day," I said and I felt tears glistening in my eyes. "I couldn't go on a long haul flight. I needed sleep. I'm sorry," I said as I started to cry, but Paul simply hugged me.
"Talk to me next time Niall. You're still recovering from major surgery. If it's too much too soon, I need to know."
"Ok."
"Do you think you can manage the flight tonight, or is it going to be tomorrow?"
"I can fly overnight tonight. As long as I can take half a sleeping pill now. I still need 8 more hours of sleep."
"I'll book the flight for 11pm, and if you're still asleep, I'll carry you aboard myself. Do we have a deal?"
"Deal," I said before I shook Paul's hand.
"I'll get you a sleeping pill."
"Thanks Paul."

~

"He's waking up," Louis said as I started to come to.
"Niall," Liam said as he put his hand on my leg.
"Liam?" I asked sleepily.
"Yeah. Hi bud."
"How are you feeling?" Louis asked me as his voice got louder.
"A lot better. Where 're we?"
"On the way to Singapore. Paul made sure that both you and your bag were on board before we took off."
"Thanks..."
"You've been asleep for 10 hours Niall."
"I wasn't lying, when I said that I needed to rest."
"We know."
"How are you feeling now?"
"I'm not awake. But thanks for helping me boys."
"Of course."
"Anytime Niall."
"Are you sure you didn't hurt your knee when you fell?" Liam asked me.
"He didn't fall Liam," Louis reminded him.
"I did fall, a little. I had to let my crutches go," I told them.
"I see."
"Are you ok? Do you need any painkillers?" Louis asked me.
"No, I'm alright," I said before I opened my eyes and I sat up. "How long is there to go?"
"11 and a half hours. Do you want to watch a movie?"
"Yeah, a movie sounds good."
"Let's have a look," Louis said, and he looked through the movies as both Liam and Harry helped me to stand up and walk to over to the seats facing the TV.
"Argh," I groaned as I sat down.
"Niall? Are you alright?"
"Do you need painkillers?"
"Maybe one or two."
"Ok," Harry said, and he went off to get some.
"Is your knee ok? I know that you were faking, but is it ok?"
"It's not," I told Liam through a few tears that had started to form in my eyes. "Li..."
"I've got a movie. Niall, are you ok?" Louis asked as he turned to me, but Harry came over with my medication. 10 minutes passed of the boys fussing over me but I was ok, I really was. So we settle down to watch the film and Harry made sure that my knee was comfortable.

The film ended and everyone had fallen asleep, except for me. I put the open golf on and I ate all the snacks as they slept. My boys ❤️.