The Library Boy {Niam}

Chapter 14

Niall's Pov

The boys had been kinda upset because I didn’t tell them yet and I didn’t mean for them to find out while I lashed out on Liam who had broken the connection right after telling him without me giving a response. They’re not really mad anymore though, no, they’re rather worried about me being back in the hospital again.

I don’t really get why they’re worried though.

We all know what’s coming and I’m scared. I’m really really scared.

Gramps spend all morning with me untill I forced him out to take off the library. Now I’m alone I try to force myself not to think about Liam and feel hurt in my two last weeks on this earth, but I can’t help but wish he was here.

I’m connected to all kind of machines, wearing a mask again. It helps me breathe, but it doesn’t make it any less painfull.

You can hear me breathing. It sounds like someone who’s trying to breathe standing inside a cloud of thick smoke. I don’t like the sound myself either, but what do I do about it?

We’ve found out that the picture was photoshopped. Zayn managed to get hands on Riley’s Phone (don’t ask me how) and found the two seperated pictures as he sent them to his own Phone and showed them to us. Maybe I feel most hung over the fact Liam trusts my ex-boyfriend more then he trusts me.

I reach the book that grandpa brought for me. I’ve read it nine times already, but why not make it ten? It’s not like it matters anymore does it? I’m known for having peace with practically everything, but I can’t seem to find peace in dying.

Liam’s Pov

“Harry I don’t care!” “Ofcourse you do you dumbass! You’ve never been in love with someone like this before! Are you just going to let him die over some bullshit lie!”

Harry has been freaking out on the Phone for about 5 minutes. Doesn’t he understand? I don’t want to be cheated on and the fact that Niall has cancer makes no difference. I gave him my trust and he spilled it. I still can’t believe he’d do such a thing.

“Zayn found the pictures…”  “What pictures?” I question, rather pissed off at this point. I feel like everyone is against me right now. Even my bestfriend. “It’s photoshopped. When Zayn was at the club Riley was drunk and he got hands on his Phone finding the two seperate pictures that are put in one making it look like they’re kissing.”  I feel like my heart stops beating for a second. That’s bullshit right?

“I’ll sent them to you, hang on.” I could hear Harry’s movements and put him on speaker as we keep the connection up. I receive the pictures rather soon and stare at my screen in disbelief. I can’t believe I ditched Niall for this and especially not in his condition.

“God..” I whisper. “Liam, you really have to go and see him.” “I will, but I got to do something else first.”

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I reach the hospital the next morning, papers in my bag. Everything is paid for. The surgery, the new organs, I made sure everything is good to go. Niall can get operated today. I wanted to personally tell him though and apoligize. There’s no surgery without a risk and this is rather a huge one.

I want to meet his doctor first though. I was told to give him the papers and I want to do that first to find out if there are any complications before telling Niall anything.

“Is doctor Radzi here?” I question. I did some re-search. He was born in Japan, but then moved to India where his parents originally come from and studied there as a scientist, but then become a doctor after another 7 years of studying. He often takes risky surgery’s in his own hands and mostly they turn out just fine.

“He’s in room 203.” She tells me. I nod and go there, but spot him in the hallway in front of a room. “Uhm, doctor Radzi? I’m Liam Payne, we called yesterday. I’ve got everything ready for Niall Horan’s operation.” He smiles at me as I grab the papers from the bag and hand them to him.

I nervously lean back and forth on my feet and take a glance inside the room to see who’s in there only to see Niall look back at me smiling weakly just before the monitor gives a loud beep telling me his heart stopped beating.

Don't kill me ok...? ;p Thanks for all the votes and comments on the last chapter! I really appreciate it (:

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