One Direction Stories #Wattys2017

Don't Blame Him. (Narry/Niall Centric)

I would like to thank JordanCollins1Daf for the prompt.

I hope you enjoy!

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(Harry's POV)

I noticed an instant change in Niall right after Zayn left. Zayn was Niall's best friend. Niall had an amazing trust in Zayn, and it was undeniable how close, and brother like they are.

After Zayn left, Niall's personality changed. He was in energetic, fun, loving kid. But, now he's depressed and has no motivation to do anything.

At first I thought that this would go away, but it was only getting worse.
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We were backstage at our last North American show of the OTRA Tour. I walked into the shared dressing room, to see Niall laying down on the sofa with some ice sitting on his fractured foot.

I noticed that the young boy was a little paler than normal, and that he had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

"Hey Nialler." I spoke, jumping his from his peaceful form on the soft.

"Hi..."

"You feelin' alright?"

"Yeah, why?"

"You've been a little down recently. I know that you've been working harder than they rest of us since Zayn left."

"Harry, what are you getting at here?"

"Niall, are you feeling alright?" He shrugs. "What's wrong?"

"This morning, I woke up and felt sick to my stomach. Last night, I didn't get much sleep either."

"How do you feeling today?" I asked resting my hand on his forehead, taking a mental note to check his temperature later. "Well, would you like something to eat."

"Not hungry..."

"Will you at least try for me?" I asked hopefully to get a positive response.

"No, tired."

"Alright, but the next time you wake up you are eating something alright?"

"Fine."
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I was waiting for Niall to wake up when I started thinking that maybe it's not Zayn's fault that Niall is sick. Anything could have caused him to get sick. He has been working a lot lately, and none of payed attention. I should have made sure he was taking care of himself, but no I was to concerned with the new album. 

I was brought from my thoughts when Niall started to move. His eyes opened.

"Hey." He spoke, tiredness evident in his voice. 

"How are you feeling?"

"Better actually. Do we have any food?" I chuckled. 

"Yeah, I'll make you some soup, and see how you take that. Then we'll go from there." 
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(Next Week; No POV)

It was a week later and Niall was back, he was bouncing off the walls like there was no tomorrow. Harry had stopped blaming Zayn, as it wasn't really his fault. 

Everyone was glad to have Niall back to his normal self. 
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I hope you enjoyed!

I'm sorry that I haven't updated in a while... I was really busy with school, and I didn't really have anytime to write, but no worries I'm back and I hope you will continue reading. 

I am closing prompts for the time being, as I want to be able to finish the ones I have now. Only since I know there are people out there who gave me a prompt forever ago and I haven't completed/started them.

Thanks for reading!