As they arrived home, the lads surrounded Niall with comfort. Harry gently guided Niall upstairs, determined to shield him from the world's cruelty.
"Let's get you relaxed, mate," Harry whispered, leading Niall to his bed.
Niall's eyes thanked Harry as he lay down. Harry's skilled fingers began a soothing back rub, easing Niall's tension.
"Close your eyes, Nibear," Harry murmured.
As Niall's eyelids drifted shut, Harry's touch wandered, seeking to calm Niall's inner turmoil. His hand wrapped around Niall's member, stroking gently.
Niall's breath hitched, his body responding to Harry's tender touch.
"Let go, mate," Harry whispered.
Niall's release came swiftly, his pleasure spilling into Harry's hand.
Harry cleaned Niall up, his touch gentle. "Sleep tight, beautiful," he said, kissing Niall's forehead.
Leaving Niall's room, Harry sought solace himself. He crawled into bed with Louis, who welcomed him with open arms.
"Thanks for taking care of Niall," Louis whispered.
Harry snuggled in. "He needs us."
Downstairs, Zayn and Liam sat in contemplative silence.
"I can't believe those comments," Zayn said, shaking his head.
Liam's voice was laced with concern. "Niall's fragile, Zayn. We need to protect him."
Zayn nodded resolutely. "We will. Together."
As the night wrapped around them, the lads found comfort in each other's presence, united in their support for Niall.
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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...
