Niall was unable to get up and Liam tried his hardest not to panick. He ended up leaving Niall behind in the hallway as he rushed to the kitchen to call an ambulance. Niall kept clenching his stomach and crying out and something just wasn't right. The fact Niall said someone pushed him off wouldn't leave him alone, yet he now had to focuss on getting Niall to the hospital.
After he called them he rushed back to Niall and kneeled down next to him. "Babe? Let me help you yeah." He tried to take Niall's arms away from his stomach, but Niall stubbornly kept them there, whimpering and crying. "Liam.." He chocked out. "It hurts so bad.." Liam swallowed.
"I know babe, but you need to let go so I can try and help you yeah?" Niall tried to and eventually let go, but cried out in regret as soon as Liam tried to massage the bump like he always used to do.
"Don't touch me!" He cried out, clenching his stomach again. Liam felt hopeless. He felt horrible seeing Niall like this unable to help and he just needed the ambulance to arrive right now, because Niall wouldn't be able to take much more.
Then Niall suddenly said something that made his heart sink and mind race.
"The baby's dying.." He cried. "She's dying.”
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Niall lay in the hospital bed with his arms around his belly staring out of the window with a numb expression. He lost his child. He fell offstairs and he lost his child. She was gone.
Dead. Dissapeared. Just gone. 6 months of pregnancy gone. Everything gone. He wasn’t sure how he managed to stay so calm. Maybe it were the medicines that kept him flat on the mattress. They had removed the ‘body’ from his stomach and Niall didn’t understand why Liam wasn’t here.
He bit his lip softly and looked the other side when Liam walked in. His cheeks were stained with tears as he walked over to the bed and hugged the 17 years teenager. “Heey Love..” He whispered with a broken voice.
Niall didn’t respond, just snuggled his face away in Liam’s neck. He felt so awfull. It was like someone important died, eventhough he’d never seen her, heard her voice, knew what kind of character she had and maybe he felt this deep sadness because he had to miss out on all of that.
“Niall?” Liam asked softly. “Yeah..?” Niall whispered in return. “Are you sure you got pushed off the stairs?” “Yeah..” He said softly, he really did. He had been willing to set the first step when two hands had roughly connected to his back causing him to fall forward. His eyes shot open. “You believe me right? You don’t think I did this on purpose, do you?” He said in panic, but Liam hushed him silent. “Ofcourse not Love.”
“Then why do you ask?” “I know who did it.” Liam admitted softly. “Excuse me..?” Niall pulled back from the embrace with a very confused look on his face. Liam grabbed one of the two free chairs and sat down slowly.
“Okay, this is probably gonna take long, but I’m going to explain everything to you.” Niall only looked more confused at that, but nodded slowly. “Do you remember Josh?” “The guy who walked in that night?” Liam nodded.
“He is my ex-boyfriend.. We dated 4 years ago. We met in college and started to like eachother quite fast..” “I don’t think I wanna know these things..” Niall said softly. He already felt horrible and Liam wasn’t really helping. Not at all actually.
“Well, he has been in prison for the last 3 years.” Liam said softly as Niall looked up in horror. “Why would he push me offstairs ha? When he knows I’m pregnant?” Wait, that was no longer right. “I was pregnant..” He said softly.
Liam swallowed and grabbed Niall’s hand softly. “He came over because he wanted me to help him.” Liam explained. Niall frowned as he looked at Liam with the most confusing expression he had given this evening. “With what?” “Getting his friend free from jail. You see, they killed someone and he was set free, but that friend wasn’t. If I didn’t help him he’d hurt you and the baby.”
Niall stared at him in disblief as his eyes filled with tears. “Why didn’t you do it?” He couldn’t think clear, but his child was dead which meant Liam didn’t help the guy right? “I planned too..” “Well you’re too late now!” Niall yelled. Ofcourse he didn’t want Liam to get hurt or something like that atleast, but he wasn’t even thinking of what the concequences could have been for Liam if he had helped and who blamed him? His kid just died.
Liam felt so hopeless that he felt anger come up as well. “What are you saying?!” He yelled angerly. “You mean this is my fault?!” Niall’s eyes widened. He hadn’t expect such an outburst all of the sudden, specially not from Liam. “Yes.” He said, trying to keep his tears on.
“Well, I’m not the one who got pregnant am I?” He said angerly. Niall’s breathe hitched at the comment. “No, you’re the one that got me pregnant!” That only made Liam angrier. “And it defenitly was the biggest mistake of my life.” He hissed.
Niall’s eyes filled up with tears. “Get out.” “No.” “GET OUT!” He screamed with a sound so pained that Liam started to realize what he had done. “If you make me leave now I won’t return.” He said softly.
“I don’t even want you to.”
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