The Truth or Dare (Niall Horan Fanfic)

Part 31

(SONG FOR THIS CHAPTER *optional*: Through the Dark – One Direction)

Alex POV

Is this fate? Is this, all part of Mr Daniel’s scheme? Is this all meant to happen?

But, why Niall? He doesn’t deserve this – out of all people.

He is innocent.

 A normal teenage boy.

Just a simply human being.

I slowly sat up from the soft surface I was on.

“Alex?” I heard a raspy voice call next to me.

Rapidly, I scanned the room.

I was in bed, but this is not my room.

I was covered, but this is not my clothing.

And that’s when it hit me.

“Where’s Niall?” I gripped the metal railing, on the hospital bed.

I was sick, worried, incredibly weak and was not in a good mood overall.

“Calm down Alex,” Harry rushed over to my side, “he’s fine.”

“Where is he? I need to see him.” I began shuffling to get out of bed but Harry held me back.

“Alex, he’s fine. You need to rest.” He gripped tighter.

“No Harry!” I harshly swatted his arm away, “how can I rest? How can I rest knowing that Niall is here somewhere, because of me?”

“You’ve done nothing wrong,” he pulled me into a hug. “It’s not your fault.”

I froze.

I needed this.

I needed comfort – and Harry was giving me just that.

It was all your fault, my subconscious mocked.

“But,” I began, after a few minutes of silence, “where is he?”

He pulled out the embrace before replying, “The doctors say he’s stable.”

At least he’s okay – I would never forgive myself, if anything bad, ever happened to him.

“When can I see him?” I looked straight into Harry’s eyes.

They were a dark green.

“Uh – um,” He croaked, “if you want, you can go now.”

Nodding, I immediately got out of the bed.

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 “He’s in this room.” Harry confirmed with a forced smile.

Nodding, I grasped the handle.

“Wait.” Harry’s voice called back.

I turned my head around and motioned him to continue.

“It’s amazing how I was there for you, the whole time you were out, yet – you only care about him.”

My eyes instantly widened but I said nothing.

“That, Alex… Is the first step.” Harry looked up from his feet before giving me a brief smile and leaving.

First step?  First step to what?

Still questioning Harry, I opened the door to Niall’s hospital room.

I popped my head inside, “Niall?”