You Gotta Believe Me!(One Direction sick fic)

Chapter 7

Zayn's POV

   It's been about 2 days since Niall reacted to Louis' voice and he still hasn't woken up. I think we were all determined to stay with Niall until he woke up. But, of course with our lives and our job, that's not possible. A nurse had walked in and told me that there was someone here to talk to us.

   We reluctantly followed her, and to our surprise, it was someone from management. Yay!(note the sarcasm).

  "Hello boys," the guy said. We all grumbled a hi in return. "We have lately been notified of what happened to Niall, and from what we understand you all have completely ignored any and all social media."

'Really? THIS is what they came here to talk about?' I thought to myself.

  "I don't know if any of you know this but you can't just ignore these things, especially Twitter. Twitter has blown up since you guys have ignored it. You need to at least mention something before your interview tomorrow."

'Oh yeah. We have an interview.' I had completely forgotten.

"Are you wanting us to just go ahead and tell them the whole truth?" I asked him. He nodded. We said our goodbyes and headed up to Niall's room. Once we got up there, I sat down and got out my phone to check Twitter. The guy wasn't kidding when he said that Twitter has blown up.

I looked up to see the others looking at me with questioning looks. I nodded as if to confirm what the man from management had said.

"We could do a twitcam," Liam suggested.

"We don't have a computer." Louis replied.

"I can go get ours." I told them. They replied with an ok and I headed out the
door.

Louis' POV (about 30 minutes later)

   When Zayn got back, we plugged in the computer and turned it on. Once we had logged on, Liam posted on Twitter that we were doing a twitcam and that it was important that the fans watched it. We turned on the twitcam and immediately, our computer was bombarded with the fans' questions.

   I was the first to speak when I said, "Hello all you fans out there who are watching this twitcam. We have had a few.... Complications these past few days, therefore we completely neglected telling you all or even looking at Twitter. And for that, we truly apologize."

   We looked at the comments and read some aloud followed by our answers. One caught Zayn's attention.

"We are perfectly fine, loves," He answered. One specific question had us all feeling guilty. 'Where is Niall? Is he ok?' As soon as that was up, that was all anyone asked. We looked at each other to confirm that we wouldn't keep Niall's condition a secret. I sighed and answered.

  "Look, everyone, about Niall......" I paused and looked down in guilt and sadness. "Niall is in the hospital right now with a serious bacterial infection."

After I said that, all of the fans watching started sending questions like 'Is Niall going to be ok?' or 'Will Niall make it?' And someone asked the question, 'How is he right now?' Harry then took over as he saw us glance at him.

"If we all had to be honest on if he is going to be ok, we don't know entirely. Right now he is in a coma while his body fights the infection. He has responded to us, but since then he hasn't woken up, nor has he responded again." Harry spoke slower than normal as if choosing his words. I swallowed thickly to keep the tears from flowing.

"Guys, I'm going to need you to head out of the room for awhile while I give Niall another dose of antitoxins as well as a few other medicines to help his body." A nurse told us causing us all to look up at her and nod. We all quickly said our farewells to our fans and turned the computer off.

   We all headed out of the room and sat in a private waiting room so that no paps or fans knew where we were. I plopped down in a chair and stared at the floor. A single tear slid down my cheek; it's like no matter how much the lads tell me that Niall will be fine, I still have doubts, nor can I get over my guilt. Because of me, Niall is in the hospital in a coma.

   I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't even notice the Liam, Harry, and Zayn wrapping me up in a comforting hug. I didn't react at all; I just couldn't bring myself to. I just sat there staring. I slightly felt someone wiping away the tear with their thumb, but I still did nothing. I guess that I spaced out again, cause next thing I knew, I was being shaken by Liam.

  "Louis!" He shouted getting my attention.

Liam's POV

   Louis was starting to worry me. No matter what any of us did, he didn't do anything. It was like he was brain dead.  We had been calling his name for the last minute and he didn't do anything.

  "Louis!" I shouted. That seemed to get his attention. He had had a far away and distant look in his eyes, and now his eyes were more clear. He blinked. But slowly turned his head to look at me. What I saw shocked me.
Louis' face was sunken in, red and he had dried tear tracks running down his face. His once bright blue eyes were dull, red, and puffy and had lost the mischievous glint they usually had. He also had dark circles under his eyes. But the most worrisome and scary thing about all this, was that his eyes seemed to be void of any emotion at all. Except deep sadness and guilt. His whole demeanor screamed absolutely nothing but depression.

If I had to say anything about it, it was scarring me. I knew that this whole thing with Niall was taking a toll on all of us. But it seemed to hurt Louis more than it hurt Niall, honestly.

Louis sighed and looked down after I hadn't said anything for a few minutes. I glanced worriedly at the others. Their expressions showed that they were just as worried as I was and that they had seen what I saw with Louis.

'Hopefully when this is all over, Louis will go back to the way he was before this all happened.'