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"Hey Niall, wake up we have a show today." Liam gently shook Niall awake from his deep slumber. Groaning, said boy opened his eyes, blinking up at his bandmate. Liam then left the room, leaving Niall to get ready for their day.
When Niall had showered and was dressed, he walked out, greeting his three bandmates. Louis, Liam, and Harry greeted him back and continued their conversation. Niall wandered over to the fridge, looking for breakfast. In the end though, he just settled for cereal. Quietly, Niall listened in on the boys' talk in case it was something important.
"I'm excited for this show." Louis said enthusiastically. Liam nodded his agreement.
"I don't know, Louis. I have a bad feeling about tonight's show." Harry muttered worriedly. All three of the others grew slightly concerned. Harry was usually never wrong when it came to these things.
"What 'bout you Ni?" Liam questioned, causing the other two to turn their heads to Niall.
"I don't know." He shrugged. "I don't think anything will happen, but we can be more cautious if that will ease your mind." He finished, going back to his food. The boys then continued their conversation with Niall drowning them out.
-(Later at the concert)-
The boys were in the middle of singing the first song on the track list, 'Clouds' when Niall got that weird feeling in his gut that Harry had earlier today. He immediately became wary and walked over to Liam. He whispered in Liam's ear about the feeling and Liam's brow furrowed in confusion and worry.
"I don't really know what to do at this point, Niall. We will just need to be careful." He said back. Niall nodded and walked back over to his previous spot. Liam on the other hand, went to Louis and Harry and told each about Niall and to be careful. They all agreed to be more cautious.
However, as the concert progressed and time passed, the feelings did not go away or even subside a little bit for Niall. On the contrary, it grew 'till it was almost overwhelming. He just brushed it off, though.
They managed to sing all the way to 'Where do Broken Hearts Go' then onto 'Midnight Memories' when everything took a turn for the worst.
Niall got out his guitar for the song and took his place on the stage. When the song started, Niall started strumming away, making the fans in the audience scream while the boys sang out their parts. This continued until about halfway through the song, all the way up to the bridge where Niall's solo started.
"You and me and all our friends
I don't care how much we spend, baby, this is what the night is for, oh, oh, oh!" He yelled out, with Harry continuing the song.
However, as Harry sung his solo, Niall watched as a water bottle flew toward the stage in his direction. Time then seemed to slow down for Niall as he watched the water bottle, which was leaking droplets already, hit the stage and practically explode. Large splatters of water flew across the stage by Niall. Unfortunately, he watched as the main stream of water hit the electric equipment attached to his guitar.
Not even a split second later, he saw small sparks and smoke before an excruciating pain unlike any he had ever felt before traveled through his frozen body starting from his hands connected to his instrument. The agony ended as quickly as it had begun and the next thing Niall knew, darkness engulfed his vision, and he vaguely felt himself falling before nothing.
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Liam had been facing the crowd while Harry sang his solo, when he heard a loud sound, a loud pop, and finally, a big thump. He turned and gasped, running over to an unconscious Niall with the panicking fans screaming in the background. He saw Harry and Louis out of the corner of his eyes hurry over also seeming in a state of anxiety.
Kneeling beside his friend, Liam tried to shake his friend awake. It didn't seem to be working. He did though, get a glimpse of his bandmate's guitar around his abdomen with steam rising out of it. Liam then felt his blood run cold. Colder than ice.
"Liam." Louis mumbled, pointing to the empty bottle with water surrounding it.
Liam cursed and frantically put his ear over Niall's chest, searching for a beat. When he couldn't hear even a faint thumping, alarm filled his veins. He rose back up and immediately put his hands over his friend's heart and pressed down repeatedly, starting CPR.
After silently counting to himself, Liam leaned down, closed Niall's nose, and blew heavily into his mouth, desperately trying to get him to breathe again. By this time, Harry had dialed 999 and requested an ambulance. However, Liam wasn't giving up. He had already repeated CPR three more times and was still going. But after the fifth repeat of the process, Liam was starting to get doubts, tears sliding down his face, as well as his other bandmates, that their Irish friend might not make it. As the realization hit them, their hearts were all but crushed at the thought.
It was deathly quiet by the eighth CPR repeat. On the tenth however, right as the paramedics were rushing into the stage, a huge gasp sounded from Niall as his heart started up again and he began breathing again. Unfortunately, the paramedics rushed him off before Liam and the others could fully register the fact that Niall came back.
When they did fully comprehend it though, they quickly rushed off stage after Niall. Since none of them were allowed in the ambulance, they were left to follow behind to the hospital.
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When they arrived, they waited about an hour before a doctor walked up to them and told them that they could see their bandmate. They rushed to Niall's room and tumbled through the door in their haste. When they saw Niall awake, they darted forward and enveloped him in a hug, each boy hanging on like their life depended on it with endless tears making trails on their cheeks. Liam was the first to break away, with the others following suit.
"I thought we were going to lose you Niall!" Liam sobbed. "I felt like you were going to die and I wouldn't have been able to do anything about it!" He then collapsed on Niall, going back to just hugging him, filled to the brim with relief.
"I'm sorry. A fan threw a water bottle on stage, that wasn't all the way closed." Niall mumbled out, returning the embrace with just as much force. Soon, Harry and Louis joined in again, both with fresh new tears. Though they were all afraid to lose their Irish friend that night, they were now just thankful, relieved, and happy to have him back in their arms safe.
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