Well I'm still now happy with only 6 votes on chapter 15 but I'm going to update anyways. Your welcome. Oh and by the way, if you hadn't figured it out, Harry and Louis are dating.
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Louis' p.o.v.
When we got back to the hospital, Liam and Zayn were both gone. There was a note on the chair though, telling us where they were.
'I went back to the bus to get a few things and tidy up. Zayn went to go get food. We'll be back by 5. You guys did good today, Liam'
"Liam's stepping up," I said.
"Yeah, I guess so," Harry said.
"Hi"
"Oh hey Ni, didn't know you were awake," I said smiling.
"I watched," he said looking down at his hands.
"Yeah?" I asked, surprised. He was quiet for a long time, just staring at the bed.
"You're doing shows without me?" He finally spoke, his voice barely audible.
"Oh Nialler," Harry said, choking up.
I turned to Harry and put a hand on his back to comfort him.
"Go get some fresh air Harry, you're looking pale," I said, shoving him out the door.
After he left I pulled a chair up to Niall's bed and sat down on it backwards, leaning over the back of it.
"Hey, look at me," I said quietly.
"I miss it," he said, looking me in the eyes, and for a second, I saw the happy, carefree boy he used to be in his bright eyes. Then that boy was gone, and his eyes turned dark and sad again.
"Look Niall I don't want to do a damn thing without you. I begged Jack not to make us do it, but it's already been decided for us. I'm so sorry," I told him, reaching for his hand, then pulling back at the last second. Niall sighed.
"It doesn't matter," he huffed.
"Of course it does, we want you back up there. The fans want you back up there," I said forcefully.
"I'm not supposed to be alive!" he said with a sudden urgency, looking at me again, and I could see that his eyes were filled with terror.
"Yes, Niall you are," I said firmly.
"What day is it?" he asked, still sounding panicked.
"It's Monday the 12th. Why?" I asked, thoroughly confused.
"Oohhh," he moaned, covering his face with his hands.
"Niall what's wrong?" I asked gently, wanting so bad to touch his hand.
"I- I can't tell you," he stuttered.
"Okay," I said. I understood that he's been through a lot and that he isn't ready to talk about it just yet. "Well I'm here when you're ready to talk," I said, standing up and walking out of Niall's room to go find Harry and make sure he was okay.
I rode the elevator down to the first floor and walked through the lobby into the parking lot, figuring Harry would be sitting either on the benches right outside the doors, or the ones on the side of the building.
Well, he isn't here, so I guess he's on the other side. I started walking around the inner edge of the parking lot.
I passed a guy wearing all black. Pants, hoodie, and a beanie even though it wasn't terribly cold outside. Well he looks awfully suspicious...
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Harry's p.o.v.
After about 10 minutes, I decided that Louis had talked to Niall and that everything was under control now.
I stood up from my bench and slowly walked around to the front of the hospital. All of a sudden I heard a door slam, and jumped half a mile, spinning around.
A large, white van was driving out of the parking lot. Something on the inside was banging on the doors or something. Must be like a really big dog or something.
I walked inside, rode the elevator up to Niall's floor and walked down to his room, stepping inside to find... no Lou.
"Where's Louis?" I asked Niall.
"He went to go find you," he said quietly, not looking at me.
I texted Louis 'where are you' then sat down with Niall.
"Why did you leave?" Niall asked.
"Oh, I uh. I'm not good at this," I stuttered awkwardly.
"At what?" he asked.
"At-," I trailed off when I looked up to find him looking me right in the eyes.
"What?" he asked again.
"Nothing, you just, haven't looked right at me until now," I said truthfully. My phone buzzed.
'In the food court, be back in a minute, don't worry,
He knew that Zayn went to go get food. He hasn't even hardly eaten in 9 days since we've been here. I suddenly got the feeling that something was wrong. Very wrong.
"Harry?" Niall asked, sounding afraid.
"Niall I'll be back oka-," I was cut off by the door flying open.
Standing in the doorway was a very tired looking Liam. He was sweaty and panting.
"Haz. I found the interview," he wheezed, holding up a CD.
Then I saw it. The terror in his wide eyes. The panicked expression. The quick breaths.
Then Niall started screaming and crying hysterically. Flailing his arms and pulling at the sheets.
Liam dove across the room and pressed the red panic button. Then the nurses came rushing in and we were shoved out. Liam was still hyperventilating.
"Harry?" he panted.
"Liam you're freaking me out," I said.
"Where's Louis?"
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In the next chapter you find out everything. What happened in the interview, why Niall tried to kill himself, why I included big time rush, and where Louis is.
Tell me if you think you've figured it out. Hehehehe omg I'm so excited for the next chapter.
At least 7 votes though please.
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FanfictionAfter four years of One Direction the hate finally gets to Niall, and he snaps, or so everyone thought. Things get even worse when a psycho ex-reporter comes back for revenge. Will the boys of One Direction make it out of this alive? Or is it too la...