Since We Were 18 ⭐Nouis⭐

Chapter 17

Niall's POV:

I rubbed my eyes as I walked to the front desk to sign Connor out. I had already talked to the doctor and got even more tips on how to help him. Troye had went back in to sit with him which I appreciated.

I just couldn't believe that Louis was cheating on me with a girl. Also with her name being Eleanor I couldn't help but wonder if it was the same Eleanor he had as a beard when we were younger and management didn't want anyone to know that Nouis was real. I sighed and turned to the lady at the desk.

"Hello um I'm here to sign my son, Connor Horan out please." She nodded and looked through a bunch of clipboards.

"Here ya go sir." I gave her a weak smile that she returned. I took the pen from her and put my name down and answer some other random questions that didn't get answered when he was admitted.

"Thank you." She said. "Have a lovely day." I tried my hardest to smile at her.

"Thanks, you too." I shoved my hands in my pockets and walked back to his room. I knocked on the door before entering and saw that Troye was now sitting on his bed while Con wasn't even in the room.

"Where's Connor?" My heart started beating faster since I had no clue where he was at.

"Changing so that he doesn't have to be in the hospital gown anymore." I let out a breath and sighed.

"Okay. It is okay. He's okay." I muttered and he gave me a weird look causing me to shake my head.

"Nothing." He kept his eyes on me as I moved to sit down.

"How's school?" He shrugged.

"Its alright I like it better knowing I get to be with Connor. I just wish our schedules matched up better so that I could protect him." I nodded. I knew that feeling all too well.

"Why would he do this?" He whispered quietly while wiping away a stray tear.

"I don't know." He nodded and brought his knees up to him.

"He really cares about you ya know. Connor." I nodded and crossed my arms.

"He really cares about you too. Whenever he has a problem he goes to you now. It used to be me." Troye looked over at me.

"He's scared."

"Why?" Just then the bathroom door opened and he walked out in black skinny jeans, red hoodie and converse.

"Ready to go?" He glanced over to Troye and nodded.

"Alright. Let's go." We all three walked out and to our cars. As we were walking I turned back and saw them with their sides pressed together holding hands. A smile made its way to my face even though we just got out of a bad situation. Connor and I hugged Troye before he climbed into his car and drove home. I got into the drivers side as Connor sat in the passenger seat. I watched as he buckled up and reached for the aux cord I had in the glove box.

"Mind if I put my music on?" He asked and I shook my head.

"No go ahead." He nodded and hooked it up to his phone that I had brought with us.

The first song started to play and seemed really familiar but I couldn't figure out the name of it.

'I got heart and I've got a soul,
Believe me I will use them both'

The song continued before I realized that it was 18. I smiled at the memories this song brought along. When it got to my solo I chuckled to myself.

'We took a chonce
God knows we tried'

Connor turned to me.

"You don't like your own music anymore?" I waved my hand.

"No I love it. It's just that when we were younger and performed this song live the fans made up this joke. Because my accent I pronounced chance as chonce." He rose an eyebrow.

"Rewind to right before my solo." He did as told and hit the play button. He listened to me say it and laughed slightly at me.

"Oh my gosh dad. Only you." He shook his head and smiled.

"You're just jealous cause I got all the ladies but then ended up marrying a guy." He shook his head.

"No you can have all of them. I already like someone." I looked over at him as we stopped at a red light.

"Does this someone have a name?" He smirked, probably thinking about them.

"Yea."

"What's her name then?" I started to jump a little in my seat but didn't want to over due it since I was driving.

"Who said it was a she?" I stopped and glanced to him. I didn't know he was gay or maybe bi even.

"Can I have a hint?" He shook his head.

"No cause then you would get it."

"Oh so I know this person?" He shrugged and turned towards the window.

"Maybe." I chuckled at him as I turned around a bend.

"Can I guess who it is?" He looked over at me again.

"Sure why not." I smirked.

"Is it Troye?" I glanced over at him again as his face reddened. He looked away from me as fast as he possibly could.

"Maybe." He mumbled.

"Ask him out!" I shook the steering wheel but nothing good really came out of me doing that.

"I can't." He said sadly.

"Why not?" He shrugged.

"He has a boyfriend named Brady." I scoffed. If Troye really liked that boy he wouldn't have held hands with Connor. Even if it might have been for comfort, friends wouldn't stand that close and have that special look in their eye.

"So?"

"So its low of me to ask him out if he's already with someone else." I stopped at another red light and turned to look at him.

"Tell ya what." He looked over at me.

"Yea?"

"You find out where that Brady guy lives then I will pretend to be Troye's dad and go to his house and tell him he can't date my son. Then he will be scared, break up with Troye, and then you swoop in and ask him out." He laughed.

"No one will believe that you are his father." I smirked.

"I can say he took after his mother." He shook his head and smiled.

"Still wouldn't work. He has met Harry and Kennedy before." I nodded.

"Well they can't be together forever because I bet Troye likes you too and if he doesn't then he will." He laughed and shook his head.

"I think I just have to find someone else."

"Just do what feels right. Unless it ends with you hurting yourself." I looked over at him to see him nervously fidgeting with his hands.

"I'm so sorry you had to see me like that." I just sighed and pulled into our driveway.

"Its okay. Just please. Please, don't make me see it again."

Word Count: 1196

Fun fact: I wrote this whole book over the time span of six days and it has taken me over a year to edit it.