Sex Lessons |z.h.|

27

There were too many tubes surrounding the pretty blonde, way too many machines and the loud beeping noise of the heart monitor was just making Niall more and more nervous and anxious. He had begged the doctors again and again to not call his parents and thankfully, being eighteen and all, they had actually listened to him and decided to ring his emergency contact up. Niall did need someone to take care of him and ensure that he'd be stable and free of stress, suicidal thoughts and take his medicines daily. It was something Louis used to do before, making certain that everything was in order and Niall was eating his tablets regularly but now that the feathery brunette had been a cheater, Niall really didn't have anyone else to turn to. 

"I got you some fruits." The extensively slow voice speaking out in the silence of the room made the Irishman gasp a bit, bringing a hand to his chest to calm his nerves down. The beep of the heart monitor accelerated as well and Niall was embarrassed that his fear at the sudden intrusion was so very much visible. 

"You didn't have to do that Harry." The blonde sighed, taking the small piece of sliced mangoes from the curly brunette and quickly biting onto them. He didn't know what to make of everything. Harry had been there to save him, at the very last moment but once more, he was in debt towards the taller man. Harry was always saving him from his own mistakes. Niall was glad that the curly brunette was around.  

"They said that you should eat healthy. Your weight is below the desired one." Harry pouted, cutting apples into the shape of little bunnies and putting them on the small plate he had got from the cafeteria. He had so many questions just sitting in his head, waiting to be asked but he didn't know how to ask them. Should he approach Niall directly or just walk around egg shells over the topic? For a brief second, the horrifying image of what he had seen when he had stepped inside the blonde's house, simply planning on just talking to him about the decision to quit school, made shivers run down his spine. There was so much blood on the floor. The tub was leaking and Niall was just barely conscious but conscious enough to whisper out the word 'help' and for a second, Harry had been so damn glad that Niall had changed his stubborn mind. Even if he had to drown bleeding in a tub to do so. 

"Is- Is he coming?" The blonde asked timidly, biting his lips to keep himself from blushing. He knew that his emergency contact was Zayn and don't ask him why or for what reason did he feel like Zayn would always be there during a crisis but he just did. Zayn felt safe, Zayn was heaven, Zayn felt like home and Zayn made everything okay. Niall liked Zayn and sometimes, he found himself wondering about how it would be like to be loved and cherished by the Zayn Malik but he always brushed that thought aside because who would want to be with a suicidal boy suffering from anxiety and who had random mood swings every now and then, and more than that, he's irresponsible and couldn't even keep a single guy? Nobody would and that thought made Niall's chest pang sharply. 

"You know he is and I bet you that Zayn's not going to be very happy with what he sees." Harry chuckled, passing the plate of apples over to the blonde. He smiled sadly at the sight of Niall biting on the fruits, feeling his heart fill with warmth but ignored it all. Niall didn't have to tell him that Zayn and him were a thing, Niall didn't even have to say a single word because just one look at the two during that tragic party and Harry knew that he stood no chance. Niall had basically clung to Zayn like a koala bear, had called his name at the most pain stricken moment, and Harry could never have that. He knew he couldn't ever compete with Zayn Malik and in all honesty, he was fine with that. If Zayn was what made Niall happy then so be it. 

"He won't but he'll understand. Zayn always does." Niall whispered out the words, unaware of the stupid smile spreading across his safe and for a small second, he forgot all about Liam, Louis, about his own problems and his own mind trying to lull him into a deep black hole and just focused on the thought of those hazel golden eyes that he had come to love so much.