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Chapter 22

•Liam•

Waiting for the doctor was agonizing. Was Niall ok? I know he had hit his head. Would that have caused amnesia? Something more serious than that? I was practically pulling my hair out with worry. Louis sat in front of me with Harry in his arms. It looks as if they have made up.

"Liam, you need to call down," Louis told me meekly, as if hoping he wouldn't anger me.

"Calm down? How the hell am I supposed to calm down?" Harry flinched in his arms at his tone.

"Look, Liam," Harry told me, "I'm as worried as you are, but you need to sit down." I complied to his wishes, not wanting to make him under any more stress than he already was.

"He'll be fine," Louis murmured. I'm not sure who he was talking to; Harry, me, or himself? "He'll be fine."

"Niall Horan?" A doctor asked. We all stood immediately. "Come on back."

He led us outside of Niall's room. "I'm Dr Bone, funny, I know. Mr Horan wasn't severely injured, as we saw. He was in shock and passed out. He hit his head on the concert and does suffer from a mild concussion. You're lucky, boys. It could have been much worse."

"Can we see him?" Harry asked hopefully.

Dr Bone nodded. "He isn't awake yet, but you can go it." Harry flung open the door and rushed in the room, not needing to be told twice.

"Oh, Niall," He whispered. Niall had a bandage wrapped around his head. "If only I was out there..." Harry was almost in tears. It felt almost too personal to watch, but I continued. "You shouldn't have ran out, you dolt," Harry chuckled a bit. "You knew there were fans out there, but you were still so desperate to get out."

Desperate to get away from me.

"You scared me, Ni," Harry continued whispering things to himself and Niall's unconscious body. It was a while before he looked up at me and grabbed Lou's hand, pulling him towards the door. "Just so you know, Liam, I don't blame you. And I'm sure Niall doesn't either."

I sat there with Niall for a whole before I began talking. I was just admiring him. The way his blonde hair fell over his forehead. The way his chest rose up and down steadily, the only thing besides the heart monitor that reassured me he was still alive.

"Hey, Ni," I whispered to him. I was unsure of what he could here. "I'm really sorry that this happened. I'm sorry I yelled at you. That was way out of character of me. I should've been calmer about the situation.

"I really hope you didn't run out because of me, but I know you did. I really wish I could have stopped you. Please forgive me" I felt silly, begging for Niall's forgiveness as he slept, but I still did it regardless.

"Li?" A voice croaked. I looked down to see Niall, with his eyes half open, looking up at me. "Don't leave," He whispered.

"Never." I reached down and hugged him, climbing into his hospital bed to cuddle with him.

And I think that's where everything began.

•Harry•

I still had my head pressed into Louis' chest, and he was whispering comforting things in my ear. Niall had been my friend for a while now, and I knew how hard he had it. This probably affected me more than it did him.

"Louis?" I looked up at the Doncaster naive above me. "Do you really believe everything will be ok?"

"I know everything will be ok. Niall will be fine, he'll still remember everything, and maybe we could solve all this drama that's been going on." I nodded with his words. "I just want you to know, I really like you, Hazza."

"Hazza?" I chuckled. "That's a new one," I lifted my head and kissed his cheek. "But for the record, I really like you too, boo."

•-•

Aw, cutesie ending. My heart melts.

Oh whale.

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(18/7/13)

HI GUYS! I would just like to say that I'm soooo sorry I'm updating this late in the afternoon! I've been updating earlier since I went back to school and I apologise! I was sick yesterday so I kinda forgot it was Tuesday.. Anyways here it is!

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