Paralyzed [Nouis]

Chapter 17 // Louis

Niall stumbled into his room as we got home.

"I . . . I have to find out what's wrong." I said, following Niall. It took me quite a while to find his room, actually. It was pitch black in our house. I heard someone walking heavily and followed the sound, keeping my hand on the wall.

I heard someone laughing on Niall's balcony. I stepped into Niall's room, finally able to see by the rays of moonlight shining through his balcony.

I saw his fragile figure standing on the wall, a bottle of pills in his hand.

I gasped and ran over to him as he began to lean forward. My shins slammed against the brick wall and I wrapped my arms around his waist, pulling him back.

I landed hard on the ground, hitting my head quite hard as well, but I didn't care.

"Don't do that," I growled, tightening

my grip on him, my heart pounding. "You jump, I jump."

"W-why?" Niall stuttered, tears falling out of his eyes and onto my cheeks. I took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to say what I said next.

"Because . . . . I'm in love with you."

It was silent for a few minutes. Niall was staring into my eyes, obviously shocked. After a while, Niall took a deep breath and passed out, his body falling limp against mine.

"Niall?" I asked worriedly. Then I remembered that Niall had a pill bottle.

I grabbed the bottle of pills from his limp fingers, examining them. Sleeping pills.

"LIAM!" I screamed in panic, grabbing Niall up and standing. "LIAM CALL 999!"

My throat began to go numb from all the screaming. Most of it wasn't even words.

I took the bottle of pills in my pocket and carried Niall, quickly running into the living room.

I was in vicious tears by the time I had reached other boys, sobs running through my chest, weakening me.

Niall had to go to the hospital again, and it may not end well this time.