Niall Horan Imagines

Greeting Him After His Knee Surgery

Greeting Him After His Knee Surgery

Niall went into surgery twelve hours ago. You've been waiting anxiously for a nurse to come tell you he's out. And the nerves are getting to you.

"Excuse me, do you know the progress on Niall Horan's surgery?" You ask the secretary in the waiting room.

The secretary looks over at her computer and clicks away with the mouse. "He just got out. He's in room 207. Just down the west wing hallway." She answers once she's found the information.

"Thank you." You hurry away down the hallway and scan the room numbers for room 207.

After passing a few nurses and visitors making their way to their person's room, you find the room. It's wide open and you see Niall laying on the hospital bed asleep. There are a few nurses still making sure everything is set, so you wait a bit until they exit the room. Once they do, you walk in hesitantly and walk over to his bedside.

After staring at him for a while, you want to sit down. You take a chair from across the room and and set it next to the bed. You sit and slip your hand under his. He looks very peaceful laying there, still sedated and in his hospital gown.

"Hi, are you the girlfriend?" You hear a voice behind you. You turn around and see a gray haired man in a white doctor's coat holding a clipboard.

"Yes, are you Niall's doctor?" You ask.

"Yes, I performed his surgery. And it went well. His knee should be just fine from now, but we'll need to keep him here for ten days for his physical therapy. And so what we did to his knee won't be undone or injure his knee even more than what it was before."

"Ok, I see. Thank you."

"Also, is his family coming? Or friends?"

"I believe his mom and maybe his band mates may be coming later."

"Alright, you can tell them he should be waking up soon. I'll be back later for when he wakes up." The doctor smiles then walks out of the room.

After a while of watching Niall, hoping he wakes up, you start to doze off a little. And actually a few times you almost fall asleep.

After an hour of almost falling asleep, you start to doze off again. But, you hear slight movement in front of you. You think nothing of it. But then you feel your hand being squeezed. You open your eyes to find Niall staring at you. You smile immediately and lean closer to him.

"Hey, babe. How was your sleep?" You say, squeezing his hand back.

"Good. But my leg feels sore." He smiles but sets a hand on his knee.

"You'll be ok. The doctor said that everything went as planned and that you'll be doing physical therapy for the next ten days."

"Ok, that's good. But babe?"

"Yeah?"

"I missed you this past week." He sets his hand on your cheek and leans over closer to you to get closer to your face.

"I missed you too." You lean the rest of the way so Niall doesn't have to put pressure on his knee. You set your lips on his and take in his soft lips.

"What have you been up to this week?" He asks once you pulled away.

"Making plans to see you. That's all. Oh and by the way, your mom and the boys are going to be coming by later." You tell him with a smile as you run your fingers through his hair.

"Good. I've been missing my mum."

You smile at him hearing him say that. You love how he adores his mom and his whole family.

The rest of the day you spend it with Niall. You talk about what you did that week and what you want to do once he's out of the hospital. Soon, in the early evening, his mom and the boys come to visit. It's a great evening once they are here and nothing could be better.