Niall Horan Imagines

Nerd Niall (Part 8)

If you haven't read the prevous parts, please read it first (: xxx

NIALL'S POV
"What's wrong?." Harry asks. I shiver and let out a cough. "Think m' getting sick." I shrug, collecting my items from his kitchen table.

"Going to head home. See you tomorrow." Harry smiles and waves goodbye. As I'm taking the drive home, I pass by the school, noticing (Y/N)'s car still in the lot.

What the hell is she still doing here? I know she told me to stay away but... F**k it. I turn into the lot and park a few spaces from her car?

As I approach the school, the dreaded familiar sound of coughing echoes. My face falls and I find myself sprinting towards the sound. Turning down one of unknown alleys, I see (Y/N) on her hands and knees, heaving in and out.

Her tear filled eyes meet mine and I waste no more time. Digging into my back pocket, I pull out her inhaler and help her sit down, and lean against the wall.

"Ni-nigh." She heaves, her teeth clenched in pain. "I'm here." I whisper. "On Three?." I count up to three and she breathes in through the inhaler. Repeating the step one more time, I begin to panic when it's not working.

"W-Why isn't it helping?" I panic. I immediately realize my mistake. My panicking is just going to freak her out even more. I catch sight of her fallen bag so I quickly rummage through it until I find her cellphone.

"Liam!" I breathe out once he picks up, "Niall? Why do you have (Y/N)'s phone?" He asks. "Not important. She's having another attack but the inhaler isn't helping." He is silent for a few seconds, save for the string of mumbled curses passing his lips.

"Sometimes the attack is too strong for the inhaler to do any help. Get her to the nearest hospital. I'll be there as soon as possible." We hang up and I pull (Y/N) up.

Her coughs are so violent, she can hardly walk. Not wanting to waste any time, I hook my arms under her legs and carry her bridal style to my car.

Gently placing her into the back seat, I speed off to the hospital. Her sputtering, coughing and futile harsh intakes of breath echo in my ears. She's going to be okay.... She has to be.

•*•*•*•

I impatiently tap my foot against the sterile white tile. The door suddenly burst open, revealing an exhausted looking Liam. He spots me and runs over, ignoring the receptionist's protests.

"Where is she?" A sigh falls from my lips. "She's in there" I say, pointing to the closed room. "They've been in there since I brought her. No one is allowed in yet."

He sighs worriedly and takes a seat next to me, his head resting on his hands. "Thank you for being there for her when I wasn't." Liam says bitterly.

The hostility isn't directed at me. It's definetly more towards himself. Soon enough the door opens and Liam is the first one in there. I let them have their alone time and when he walks back out.

There is a look of determination in his eyes. "She's asking for you. I've got a piece of trash to kill." He growls, heading towards the exit. What's that all about?

Regardless, I take slow steps into her room, closing the door behind me. I notice tears streaming down her cheeks and she looks utterly miserable.

"Are you o-okay?." My voice is hesitant, afraid she'll yell at me. "I hurt you." She chokes out. My eyes instantly widen in shock. What?

"All those years we've known each other. We used to be friends and then I just started to hurt you. Not only emotionally but physically as well. Slamming you into lockers... throwing your books on the ground. I was so cruel but here you are, standing by my side while I lay in this stupid bed. This isn't the first time you've been there for me either. I just don't understand how you can be so forgiving towards me." She cries, letting out a few strained coughs.

Disbelief flows through me. Is she really apologizing? I walk over to her and kneel by her bedside, taking her hand on mine. Shame swirls through her eyes and I do the only thing in I can think of. Kiss her.

She seems hesitant at first but I can feel her ease up. "Do you like me?." I ask like a complete fool once I pull away. A soft smile spreads over her lips. "More than you'd think." She replies.

My eyes trail down to the necklace I gave her all those years ago. "Then don't worry about it." I shrug. She seems displeased so I try again.

"You have a long time to make it up to me." This time, her face lights up. "So you're giving me a chance (aka chonce ^.^) ?" Funny, I always thought I'd be the one to ask that question.

When I nod, her smile could brighten up anyone's day. "Thank you, Niall." She murmurs, pressing a kiss to my lips. I've been wanting this for so long. The wait was definetly worth it.

After few minutes of silence, (Y/N) speaks up and said "N-Niall?" "Yes?" I ask looking directly at her eyes.

"I love you."

"I love you more, Princess."

( A / N ) :
Hey! Many of you ask for the part 8 of this. I'm so sad to say but this is the last part.

What do you think? Tell me on the comments.

2 more months and I'm going to end my Grade 6 life.. I'll be Grade 7 on June .. Ohh myyy ! Highschool Life?!!! Nooo...

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