Nialls POV
Harry had gone nuts.
I held him in my arms for a couple of moments thinking, Is all of this really just about Louis, wow! Harry must really love him, I hope Louis knows exactly how attached Harry is because if not then, oh man i don't even wanna think about that scenario, I was sucked out of my own thoughts once I realized that he needed medical attention for all that glass in his hands.
I lifted him up careful not to touch his injuries, he'd blacked out, again.
I called Liam to come pick us up, because when you need help with a serious situation, you call Liam. When he arrived he sucked in a quick breath at the mess that was sitting in my arms aka Harry. "Come on mate lets get going." Liam mumbled before he headed back towards the door.
We checked him in and they got him a room, I explained to the doctor what had happened, of course not telling him exactly why what happened happened, and he said that the stitches would only take an hour. I walked back to the waiting room where Liam was sitting calmly even though I know his mind is racing with a billion thoughts.
When I sat down, I let out a big breath and Liam immediately started yammering on and on with questions, "Did he do this because of the Louis and Eleanor situation? Or was he trying to commit suicide!? Do you think he needs mental help? I do. Should we tell Louis or not because this'll just stress him out even more... Niall???"
I just starred blankly at him, I didn't think it was humanly possible for someone to talk that fast.
"Huh?" I responded with a glazed expression, Liam glared at me and then pulled out his ringing phone, I looked at the screen, and read the one word that made my eyes want to roll into the back of my head.
Management.
The hospital must've called them and told them what happened, perfect.
Liam sighed and answered.
"Hello?"
"Yes he's fine, just getting stitches on his hands and some on his face."
"I don't know what happened exactly."
"I think Niall does- okay here he is."
Liam passed me the phone and mouthed, "good luck!" before walking towards the vending machine.
"H-Hello?"
"Niall James Horan, what on earth happened to Harry??!!" It was Miranda, she is by far the most annoying one of them all!
I stuttered, "H-He was pretty upset about the Louis and Eleanor situation and-"
I was quickly cut off by her crazily high pitched voice screeching at me, "Orrrr was he upset about all those tweets you sent out that I had to delete an hour ago," I hate it when people interrupt me. "by the way what were you thinking sending those out like that were you drunk or something???"
I rolled my eyes, "Yes I was actually and he probably was partially upset by that too Miranda, okay geez."
she sighed "Look Niall we need you to do something for us, Harry has to forget about Louis, he can't be falling for his freaking bandmate thats, not to mention, a guy!"
My stomach churned, they wanted me to do something about this whole thing? What could I of all people possibly do? I'm just Niall, leave me alone for once!
"What exactly do you want me to do about it??"
She was quiet before gasping, "ooo I got it! We want you to help him meet a girl and make sure they fall in love, but she must be perfect, okay? we don't need some trouble maker or a crazy fan. get us someone who will like him for him, Kay?"
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Truly, Madly, Deeply In Love
Fanfiction_WARNING TO ALL READERS!!! THIS IS A LARRY FAN FIC!!! NOTHING IN HERE IS TRUE TO MY KNOWLEDGE! ITS ALL FICTIONAL! KEEP THAT IN MIND!(:_ This story takes you deeper into the troubles, the heartbreak, and the dedication there is between the Harry Styl...