Niall Horan Imagines and Sick Fics ✔

Request from kaitlynwabakken

"Show me that jump!" Harry giggled as Niall ran across the small room again.

"Hold on Haz, let me catch my breath!" Niall bent over and took deep breaths.

You laughed as Harry fell onto the couch laughing. He was so wound and obviously ate a crap ton of sugar today... He was laughing so hard that his face was turning red.

"Why are you laughing so hard?" Niall laughed trying to catch his breath.

"I-I don't kno-ow!" Harry laughed hysterically.

"What's going on?" Louis yelled jokingly.

Harry jumped but only continued to laugh harder.

"Just one more time!" Harry giggled.

Niall tried to calm himself as he jogged to the other side of the room. He was also laughing which had Louis snickering. These boys... But you gotta love them. Niall took a running start and jumped in the air, throwing his hands up.

All you could hear was a sickening smack and then Niall cry out in pain. He dropped to the floor in pain.

"Oh my goodness, Niall what happened?" Louis was the first to him since he was the closest.

"I h-h-hit my wrist o-on this table and IT HURTS!" He was sobbing his eyes out.

You'd never seen him in so much pain. He was holding his wrist in a loud panic, letting out ragged breaths.

It was at this time that Liam came out of the booth and as soon as he did, his eyes widened.

"What is going on?" He asked kneeling down next to Niall.

"It's all my fault!" Harry finally sobbed.

He had been standing near, covering his mouth with both hands. He was in shock.

"No no no!" You rushed to him. "It's not your fault."

Liam helped Niall stand up and walk around.

"What are you doing? We need him to sit down!" You cried incredulously.

Niall had stopped panicking and was only shakily crying whole holding his wrist.

"Go get the van pulled up as close to the door as possible!" Liam ordered and turned back to Niall.

"It's gonna be okay, buddy! Everything's gonna be alright!"

"Harry! Take Niall," Liam handed him off to the other crying boy.

"O-ok..."

"Hazza, i-it's okay, it w-wasn't you're fault," Niall stuttered trying not to sob.

"But i told you to jump..." Harry whispered feeling another sob rise in his throat.

You dashed out the door and pushed your way through the few people walking around. You drove the van up the back door as close as you could. It was actually really close. There was only a small gap between the door and the van which be would be filled in with the van doors. They would block the way so the fans wouldn't see Niall hyperventilating about how wrist.

You opened the van doors and jogged out the back of it to the other boys.

"C'mon," Liam scooped up Niall who now had resorted to closing his eyes and letting silent tears fall down his cheeks.

"It hurts..." He whimpered.

Honestly, he looked like he was about to pass out. His face was pale and sweaty.