Chapter 56

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As we all four walk to Niall's hospital room, I'm sure disturbing thoughts cross all of our minds. Thoughts of losing Niall. Our little Niall. Our baby penguin. You know how much I'd miss him? He is my little brother. I care about him more than I care about most people. Probably just as much as I care for my little sisters. If we lost him, who knows what would happen to this band. We would fall apart.

It's five of us or none of us. We would fail without him. We would be forced to break up and we would want to. Niall is our baby. We love him as if he is our real brother. Even Harry treats him like he is the youngest. I couldn't imagine One Direction without Niall or any of them actually. Niall is pretty much what holds this band together and happy. He makes us laugh and smile. Sometimes we laugh so hard that we cry and smile so much that it hurts our cheeks.

When we are upset or even the slightest bit angry at each other, he laughs his contagious laugh and we laugh along with him and we forget why we're upset in the first place. Niall has that effect on people. His ability to make anybody laugh is a lot like Harry's ability to make everyone remember him. He is a strong man, Niall is. A strong man with scars on his arms. He has lots of potential and a great purpose on earth that he just doesn't recognize. A purpose only he can fulfil. One of my first memories of Niall was actually before we met. He was sitting on some stairs in front of the studio where The X Factor was shot at and was playing his guitar. I was watching from a distance and listening to his voice as it echoed off of the pavement.

Looking back now, I remember Liam standing in front of Niall as he sang "Baby" by Justin Bieber. He watched Niall with smiling eyes. His body language was shy, but before I knew it, Liam was sitting behind Niall in the group of people, singing along with him. I listened as his voice blended perfectly with Liam's. Niall has an amazing voice. It was something I noticed as he sat on those stairs. I never knew we would be in a band together. Back then, I thought that he would be the next Justin Bieber. Now, to think that I ever thought that makes no sense to me. Later on, I joined him on the stairs not sitting too far from him.

We were all five really close together on those stairs with only a few people seperating us in the large crowd of people. It was truly Niall who I think drew all of us to sit there so close to one another. We all wanted to hear Niall's georgeous voice sing up close. Who wouldn't? Niall is only one of the many reasons why we are the way we are. Why we were formed. I look over at Liam who is walking on one side of me. Tears fill his eyes. He blinks only to have them fall down his cheeks rapidly. I put my arm around his shoulders and rub his shoulder comfortingly.

Poor Liam. First his mum has cancer and now one of his best friends is in the hospital because of self harm. I peer over at Zayn on the other side of Liam. Zayn is frowning and staring at the floor blankly with his hands stuffed in his pockets. When he notices me staring at him, he looks at me. I smile sadly. He returns the same smile. Then, he notices Liam in between us, wiping his tears. Stretching out his arm, he puts it around Liam also. Liam smiles at us and pulls us closer to him by our waists.

I glance at Harry on the other side of me. His eyes wander the hall. He bites his bottom lip nervously as he scans the door numbers, searching for Niall's room. I tap his arm to get his attention. He turns his head to look at me. I hold out my hand and nod down at it. He grins and grasps my hand in his. He walks closer to me and quickly pecks my cheek. Smiling, I look over at the other two to see if they saw. And they didn't...

That I know of. I take a deep breath as I realize that we have approached the door. We stand ther staring at the door, grasping each other with shaky hands. We all four look at one another.

"I'm sure Niall is okay..." Liam whispers.

We nod before letting go of each other.

"Are we going to tell the fans about this?" Harry asks.

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