Niall Horan Imagines and Sick Fics ✔

Broken {Part Three}

Niall and Harry couldn't be happier. They even moved back into a flat, aiming to spend more time together, rather than working. Harry even bought Niall a promise ring! It meant the world to Niall and he wouldn't have cared if it was the ring to a ring pop. Although, it wasn't.

Besides being a bit sore, Harry himself was perfect. Who wouldn't be in the arms of an angel like Niall? His bruises were healing up nicely. The curly haired boy had even gained most of his weight back, with the help of Niall's wonderful cooking. Well and the fact that Niall didn't let Harry go a second being even a small bit peckish.

Niall was back to his normal, carefree self. It made Liam and Louis a lot happier to see Niall back to his old self, considering the older men hated to see him so upset. But the blonde was in heaven with his baby always in bed with him at night.

Niall had missed everything about Harry. The way Harry would always browse through the web at night in bed, looking at the cutest cat pictures he could possibly find. He missed how when they would play games together, Harry would always throw the cutest fit because he didn't win. The blonde even missed how Harry would almost always, so conveniently forget to do any chore that he wanted Harry to do.

He missed when Harry would walk by him and rest a hand on the small of his back, just to let him know he was there and that he cared. He missed when Harry would wake up a bit early- no matter how much he hated mornings- just so he could whisper sweet nothings in Niall's ear, sending shivers down the blonde's back. He missed when Harry would give him the most gorgeous look the second before he kissed him.

One night, Niall was cooking one of Harry's favorite meals and Harry was upstairs doing some paperwork for his boss. Niall knew that Harry needed a quiet space to work, so he kept to himself whilst making the meal. Niall was just finishing up, so he went to set the table, trying his best not to clang any dishes together.

Just as Niall was about to go up and get Harry, he heard a knock at their front door. The blonde hadn't invited anyone over and he knew it was unusual for someone to knock, but went to answer it anyways.

"Hello, sir!" Niall greeted the dark haired man who looked a bit older than him. He earned a grunt in reply as the man pushed strongly through Niall's arms and into the house. "Um, excuse me, but I did not let you in." Niall said sternly.

The stranger turned to Niall, a crazed look in his gold eyes as he balled his fists fighting the urge to punch the younger and definitely smaller blonde. The man loomed over Niall who seemed to understand but stood his ground none the less.

"I don't care if you invited me in or not. I'm only gonna ask you this once, where's Harry?" The gravely voice made Niall almost back down. But he knew he couldn't for Harry's sake.

"Why should you need to know?" Niall sassed, finding it hard to stand his ground. The man growled backing the blonde against the wall. The stranger's breath wreaked of alcohol, making Niall sick to his stomach as the man blew puffs of hot air up his nose.

"Tell me where he is, and I won't kill ya," the man growled, pushing on Niall's wrists leaving marks immediately. Niall whimpered at the intensity of the situation as he shook his head. No matter what happened to him, Niall refused to let the man know where his love was.

"Alright, I'll just have to beat the answer outta ya." The stranger punched Niall right in the stomach, causing the blonde then hunch over with a groan. As Niall hit the hard ground, he felt a blow to his head, watching the black surround him. He heard a yell and then some sort of sirens as he was vaguely aware that his body was being lifted onto a stretcher.

"Sir, if you can hear me, squeeze my hand. We want to know if you're awake." A man asked. Niall somehow found the strength to lightly squeeze his hand- whimpering as pain shot through his whole body.

"Where's... Ha-... Haz..." Niall wasn't able to finish his own sentence, trying to hold his eyes open so he could find his baby.

"Your boyfriend is right here, sweety. And he loves you very, very much." A woman cooed, as she bustled around the blonde.

"You did a great thing when you protected Harry. We're going to put this oxygen mask on you. Is that okay, sweetheart?" The kind paramedic asked. Niall nodded with a hum as he felt the mask go around his head. The paramedic talked to Niall the whole ride to the hospital, making sure he was awake. By the time they got there, Niall was trying his best to keep his eyes open.

The pain was killing him as his head pounded. Niall couldn't believe he didn't die from how hard the stranger hit him. He needed to see Harry, even if he could hardly see, and he felt sick.

"Please, I-I.... Harry..." Niall whimpered as there were many nurses bustling around him. The blonde watched as all of them ignored him, continuing on with their jobs.

Niall eventually passed out, the pain to much to handle. When he woke up, a whole head of messy curls were on his chest.

"Mmm, Hazza?" Niall squinted as attempted to sit up. He groaned quietly in pain, noticing how Harry's body was lightly rising and falling as his even breaths came out in tiny little puffs. Niall knew he'd protected his baby. Which was all that he wanted to do.

Harry moved as he started to wake up due to the hands which were gently playing with his chocolate curls.

"Niall!" He said, pulling his blonde angel into a hug. "Are you okay? How are you feeling now?" Harry worried, inspecting the older man's pale face and placing the most gentle kiss on it.

"I'm okay as long as you are."

After a bit of time cuddling, Niall was discharged from the hospital. Him and Harry went home only to cuddle a bit more. Somehow, the incident ended up on the news, showing how the stranger, who was of course Harry's abuser, had been taken to jail for the time being.

With a little bit of help, Niall healed up as best he could. He'd only been diagnosed with a concussion, bruised ribs, and a sprained wrist. Which wasn't to serious, thinking about what damage the man could have done. All in all, the couple was brought together even more than before and definitely had an interesting story to tell.

Broken or not, Niall found it impossible not to smile because of Harry
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I reeeeeealllyyyy hope you like it!! :)

melanielovesniam actually asked me what had happened to the guy who abused Harry, so I decided to make this to sorta clear it up, plus she sorta gave me an idea so tanks! Xx

So, I'm thinking about making a second Niall Horan Sickfics and Imagines book. What do you think? I just figure, this one is getting full and I just think it calls for a new, more organized one? Plus, I think my writing has changed so it'd be nice to have the new, clean book to write in. Again, it'll still be the same things just a new, organized space. Tell me what you think pretty pleaseeeeeeee? *Pouts*

xD Go Read a Book.

Bye my potatoes!