Age Doesn't Matter- Niall Horan Fanfic

Darkness.... (Niall's POV)

    'They say in life that everyone is destined for the following things: Life, youth, love, family, and eternal darkness.'

        "Niall, eat your vegetables. Don't you want to grow to be big and strong like me and your daddy??"

        "I strowng!!! No eat veggies!!! They icky!!"

         "If I eat one will you try them?"

          "Ok."

        Here's goes nothin, just have to eat one little vegetable and Little Niall will finally eat them. I pick it up and eat it.  "See that's good."

          "Ok"

            He just sat there and ate them. When he was done, I took his plate, went into the kitchen, put his plate in the sink then went back to wipe down his chair, I always leave him in his chair when I'm doing stuff in the kitchen because it's just easier to do that. I go and put the paper towel that I used in the trash can and go to start the dishes. But, before I get to the sink, I collapse to the floor and then everything goes black.

           I can still hear everything and feel everything but I can't see anything or move at all. I'm forced to just lay there listening to Niall's cries for me wake up. Then, I hear Lane and Niall talking and then Lane's footsteps over to me. "OH MY GOD, NIALL!!!!" He then rolls me over and can feel his fingers on my neck. He then calls the Paramedics and then I can't hear or feel anything again. I'm in total darkness.

         I can feel, and hear again!! Yes!! I must be waking up!! Wait, I hear doctors and feel hands, and tools inside my stomach.

           "We need suction in here. Anyword from TransLife?"

            "Yes, they have a liver enroute from Los Angeles General."

             "Okay, that liver needs to get here fast!! We're starting to lose him again. CLAMP!!"

              "The liver has arrived Dr. Stevens, we're ready to put it in. Are you good to do this??"

               "Yes, lets go. Scalpel."

             Did I just hear that doctor say scalpel?? That's a knife!! I must be in surgery!! Suddenly I feel something being pulled out and something else get put back right in it's place. Oh, they must have just done a transplant of some sort.

               "We're ready to close. Mr. Horan is in stable condition now. Let's move him up to ICU?"

                 "Yes. Let's put him in ICU."

         Then, it was silent. I then felt a tube going down my throat and then my body being lifted and put on a bed. And DAMN, that hurt. It stung like a bitch. I then felt the bed move and then go into an elevator where it went up. Then, I was moved to a room where they took my shirt off and put a whole bunch wires on my chest, then a steady beeping filled the room. It was just the light beeping noise that filled the room for what felt like ages! I was sitting there thinking ti myself until I heard the door open and slide closed. I already knew it was Lane.

         "Niall, I want you to know this, even though I know you can't hear me-"

           'I can hear you dummy.'

          "-I love you. I have for a long time, like even before we met, before I came out even. I just didn't know how to express this to anyone. You have been in my life for just 1 year, yet you have made it feel like a lifetime. I will always love you, and no matter what, I will NEVER leave you. You are my love, babe. I still just can't get over calling you that. I want to stay with me, through this, through everything. I want to grow old with you. I-I just didn't how to tell you this. I'm sorry"

           He then burst into tears, shaking my hand, trying to wake me up. OI! He just slapped me. I was just laying there, trapped in darkness. I felt like an eternity before everything started to fade away until all I heard was a loud BEEEPP, my heart just stopped.

             'OW, SON OF A MOTHER FUCKING BITCH, SHIT, FUCK!! THAT BURNS!!!'

              I was shocked back to life. I went to see if I could move. I first tried my mouth, nope, nothin. I then tried to make my nose twitch, nope, nothin. Then, in my final attempt, I tried my hand, SUCCESS!!! MY HAND MOVED!

                "Niall? Are you waking up??"

                "inedrefihjwaoderitrwnesawqjhg" I obviously failed miserably at talking. Shit! I can't talk right anymore.

                "NURSE!! HE'S AWAKE!!"

                 "Ahh, I see, let's get the doctor in here to get this tube out of his throat. Dr. Stevens! Mr. Horan is awake."

                "Ok, can I get the materials to remove a traque tube?"

                  "Yes, he you are."

           I then felt the tube sliding out of my throat, and then out my mouth. Bout god damn time!!

                  "Thank you Dr. Stevens."

                  "Your welcome"

                  I was able to open my eyes, and blinding light came flowing in. Once, my eyes adjusted, I looked around and then down at my torso. My chest had all these wires hooked to them, my stomach had a huge bandage running over a fresh cut.

                 "Niall, what were you trying to say earlier?"

                 "Water. I need water."

                 "Oh! Ok, here you go."

                  "When do get to go home?"

              "Today, Mr. Horan. Your woundnis healing nicely and your body seems to have adjusted fine to the new liver, so your good to go home. Just sign these papers."

               "There you are."

               "You are free to leave now."

              "Ok, thank you."

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               "NIALL, YOU ARE GOING HERE!!"

                 "NO, I'M NOT!! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!!"

                  "OH REALLY?! HOW'S THIS?!?!"

             Me and Lane were fighting. He was trying to put me in the Rehab Facility in California for treatment. Right now, we were in my house, getting ready to leave. He picked me up and carried me bridlestyle to the car. He dropped me in the seat and strapped me in. He then ran around to the drivers side and got in. He started up the car and drove to the facility. 

         Date:  May 20, 2022

          Location:  Rehab for the Stars

          Condition: Alcohol Abuse

         Release Date: Unknown

      "Niall, this is for your own good. I'll see you in 3 months for evaluation."

       "Bye, bitch." I snapped

         "Bye, babe"

     An.. Nialler is OK!! I know I shouldn't have put him in the Rehab place, but I had to. Next chapter will be 2 months in the future. Sorry for time jumps. Nothing really happens between the jumps. At least, nothing major! Anyway, this chapter is dedicated to Hello_there2467 for being the only person to comment on the last chapter!!

     ~Lane~