Waiting (Niam one shot)

Waiting

Niall sighed and sat in the restaurant with his now cold food, waiting for his boyfriend Liam to show up. It was their two year anniversary. He had to show up eventually, but he was already three hours late. Niall sniffled and ran a hand through his hair, looking around awkwardly. Had his boyfriend forgotten about him? He gulped softly and texted him, “Babe, where are you? I’ve been waiting for you for three hours.” There was no reply.

Niall decided to give up on waiting for Liam, and started to walk back to his flat after paying for the food he didn’t eat. He wasn’t hungry. Liam obviously had forgotten about him. He didn’t even bother to text or call.  

Once Niall got to his flat, he ran to his room, and threw himself on the bed, crying into the pillow. He couldn’t believe Liam would do something like that. Liam was so considerate of other people. That’s what Niall liked about him. Liam’s caring personality. But now Liam did this. Miss their two year anniversary. It was suppose to be special, but he didn’t even show up. This was inexcusable. That night Niall cried himself to sleep.

The next morning Niall woke up in the clothes the night before, and checked his phone in hopes Liam at least contacted him to explain himself. No new messages, No missed calls. Niall got up, off the bed, and made his way to the living room. When he got there he sat on the couch, and turned on the TV with the remote. When it turned on, he noticed it was on some news channel. Instantly the first though he had was to turn, but then he heard what the news’ story was. It was about a car crash, and in a little box on the top, right corner was Liam’s face.

Niall went into full panic mode. Pacing the floor he kept telling himself that Liam couldn’t have been in an car accident. “But what if he had, what would I do.” He said to himself in thought.

Niall finally made the choice to go to a hospital to see if Liam was there. The closest hospital to his house was “Green’s Hospital”. He decided to go there first. He got in the car, starting it, and backed out of the parking lot not even bothering putting a seat-belt on.

After what felt like forever, he made it to the hospital. He parked the car then he ran in the building, to the front desk. “Hello, sir. What may I help you with?” The desk clerk asked.

Wasting no time with small talk, he said, “Is there a Liam Payne here?” The desk clerk went instantly to typing.

After a minute or so, the clerk said, “Yes, he is. And who might you be?”

“I’m Niall Horan, Liam’s boyfriend.” Niall said.

“He’s in room 226,” The clerk said. “But-”

“Thanks,” Niall said, cutting her off and running to the elevator. After the short trip up to the second floor, he jogged down the hall till he got around the 20’s. 220, 221, 222, 223, 224, 225, 226. Bingo.

Niall went slowly into the room, trying to prepare himself for whatever he was about to see.  But in reality, nothing could prepare him for what he was about to see. There in the room was Liam tubes all around him, an I.V. that went in his left wrist, all over his face he had cuts and bruises that made it hard to tell it was him, and his body just looks so weak.

Niall gasped at the state of the one he loved. He never thought he would be in a hospital to visit Liam. Niall came out of his trance, by noticing Liam moving. As soon as Niall saw that, he rushed over to the side of the bed.

Liam’s face lit up at the sight of Niall. He wanted to call him, but he knew Niall would be mad at him. For he missed their special night. “I’m sorry,” Liam said, voice cracking, for not talking for a long time.

At this Niall was confused. “For what?” Niall said, his eyes filling up with tears.

“For missing our anniversary,”Liam said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

“You have nothing to be sorry for. You got hit by a car, for christ’s sake!” Niall said, shocked at the fact that liam was blaming himself.      

“We’re together now, and that’s all that matters.” Liam said.

Niall leaned over the bed and gently kissed Liam on the lips, trying not to hurt him. But Liam wasn’t having that. With all the strength left in his body, he lifted his hands to caress both of Niall’s cheeks, pulling him in closer. The kiss wasn’t sloppy, nor lustful. It was slow and passionate. The kind of kiss that you got from the one you love.

All too soon they were in need of air, and had to pull apart. Niall rested his forehead against Liam’s and said, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Liam replied, with a smile.

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Hi another one shot :) sorry I don't even know what was the point in this one... Oh well