Sirens wailed outside as emergency services arrived. The lads' tears fell uncontrollably, their faces etched with worry. Zayn's eyes pleaded, "Please, Niall, hang in there." Harry and Liam clung to each other, shattered by their friend's secret struggle.
Paramedics rushed in, stabilizing Niall. "We need to get him to the hospital, now," one said, gently loading Niall into the ambulance.
The lads watched, helpless, as Niall vanished from sight. Their shared car, once filled with laughter, now echoed with despair. Louis gripped the wheel, driving to the hospital. "We have to cancel the concert," he said, voice shaking.
Liam dialed Simon, explaining the situation. "We can't do it tonight, Simon. Niall...he's not okay." Simon's reassuring words offered little comfort.
Louis rummaged through Niall's room, finding his journal. "For when he wakes up," Louis whispered, tucking it into his bag.
As they arrived at the hospital, the lads' anxiety intensified. In the waiting room, Louis's arm caught Harry's attention. "Lou, your arm!" Harry gasped.
Liam's eyes widened. "What happened?"
Louis hesitated before revealing the truth. "Niall...he cut me when I tried to stop him."
The lads' faces paled, horror and sadness mingling.
"How could we not know?" Zayn whispered, guilt-ridden.
Their vigil began, prayers and tears intertwining. Would Niall emerge from this darkness? Only time would tell.
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When the World Sleeps
FanfictionBehind the glamour of fame, Niall's world is crumbling. Depression and self-harm threaten to consume him, but he hides his pain from the prying eyes of the public. Only in the silence of the night, when the world sleeps, does he face his demons. Lia...
