Nicole POV
Throughout the week, Niall was acting weird. Niall would come home from work and say hi then he would sleep on the couch. I'd figured it was just the heat. I myself had felt the sick effects of the heat but his had started to worry me when he just looked miserable. I had only been nauseas had a headache, but Niall had been breathing irregularly during his sleep and he was always sluggish.I came up behind his sleeping body on the couch and shook him. He was burning up and sweating.
"Babe," I kissed his clammy hand.
His breathing picked up and he sat up.
"You feeling okay?" I asked nervously.
"My chest hurts!" He held it tightly.
"Calm down baby. Why don't you take the day off for tomorrow?" I suggested handing him some water.
I walked off to call his management and I heard Niall call my name panicked.
"Nicole! Please! It hu-rts!" Niall broke into the sobs.
I ran back not even getting the chance to call management. His face made me want to curl up into a ball and die. It was so pale and pained that your could almost feel the pain that he must be feeling.
"I'm taking you to the hospital!"
"Nicole, I'm scared! What if I die?" He cried sadly as I rushed him to the hospital.
"You won't die!" I said firmly.
All Niall could do was sob out a response. He screamed as another pang of pain but his chest.
"Doctor! Nurse! Please!" I yelled for help.
Three men and a woman wheeled him away on a stretcher, leaving me there to sob. I was worried. To say I wasn't would be the biggest lie I've ever told.
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"I d-don't know!" I sobbed into my phone."Calm down, love," Louis told me sadly.
It has been hours since I'd heard anything about Niall and I don't think I can cry much longer.
"GUYS STOP!" Louis yelled.
"The boys and I will be there soon, hang in there," Louis cautioned.
"Niall Horan?" A doctor asked.
I stood up quickly and rushed to her.
"Dear, I'm afraid while operation... We found out that Mr. Horan needs a heart transplant."
I absolutely lost it. I went into hysterics. Imagine if he were to die. If I react this way to this, I don't think I'd ever speak again if he died.
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"They said you need a heart transplant baby, and that will happen next week. I will be here for you for as many hours as I can," I explained sadly."It's alright! Please don't cry," Niall cooed despite his pain.
"I have to go home for the night but I will be here at 6:00 on the dot," I sniffed.
"Love ya," Niall called.
"Love you..." I whispered
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I kept the promise that I made to Niall and was there with him every moment that I was aloud. I don't even remember eating at all. The boys said that I looked horrible and that I needed to just eat and shower but how could I do that when my boyfriend was sitting in the hospital and in immense pain.Today was the day of his surgery. I felt sick and I just wanted my old blonde haired boy from Mullingar back.
"I'm sure it will be fine," Harry soothed me quietly.
"I'm gonna be sick!"
"Not on me! These pants are new!" Harry screeched.
"Get out of the way!" Liam pushed Harry out of the way and hugged me.
Somehow that one hug was all that it took to make me sleep. Well, that and the fact that I hardly slept properly in a week. Either way, I was out like a light.
I woke up to someone shaking my shoulder... Or more jostling it. I groaned and sat up, looking confusedly at the blurry figure in front of me.
"The doctor said that Niall stopped breathing during the surgery because of how weak he was but IT WAS SUCCESSFUL!" Louis yelled in my face.
"Can we go see him?" I asked jumping up.
"Yeah," Harry said steadying me.
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"Hey baby..." I cooed to Niall who looked so doped up on medications that he could hardly tell if it was me or it was Louis stroking his arm."Nicole?" He asked his eyes opening slowly.
"Yeah babes, it's me."
"I missed you."
"I missed you too. But we were only apart for four hours," I explained.
"It felt like years," he lisped from the medicine.
"How 'bout you go to sleep," I suggested.
"Sing to me?" He asked.
I sang softly in his ear until he fell asleep and I heard the snores that came from his mouth. He was full of snoring because of how tired he was and because he could hardly breath. I still thought it was adorable anyways.
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Sorry if it's short... And also sorry if the top part of the request of is a bit bad. I wrote it when I was super ultra... mega sick.Random Question of the Chapter:
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