1D sickfics

Ziall: Niall hospital

Okay so this is for @DeanMullin because he designed the cover for Empty so this is her prize.

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Zayn's p.o.v.

"Baby I don't think this is normal," Niall hissed through clenched teeth.

"What is it now?" I asked.

"I feel like someone's stabbing me and I can't breathe right," he said quickly, then took a deep, pained breath.

"You're right, that's not good," I said slowly, not wanting to scare him.

"I'm scared Z," he whimpered, tears welling in his eyes.

"I know, Nialler, it's gonna be okay though," I assured him, reaching down to ruffle his hair.

I was crouched down in front of the couch where he was laying. He'd gotten sick nearly a week ago and hadn't been getting any better. In fact he's gotten worse.

"Promise?" he asked.

Damn Niall, you know I can't promise that. "Promise babe," I lied, despite the voice in my head.

"I'm taking you to the hospital," I made a split second decision.

"What? No!" he cried indignantly.

"Niall, I love you, and I want you to get better, so you need to go to the hospital. You're took weak to get away from me so we can do this the easy way or the hard way," I said firmly.

"Fine," he huffed, well, more like wheezed I suppose.

"Yep, let's go," I said, scooping his light body up into my arms and carrying him out to the car.

I set him down in front if the door then held it open while he shakily lowered himself into the passenger seat. Then I ran back inside and grabbed my wallet and keys.

By the time I came back, Niall was sobbing. And gasping for air. And clutching his left side in pain.

"Shit!" I yelled, starting the car and peeling out of out drive way quickly.

I sped the whole way there, praying to god that I didn't get pulled over. Fortunately, I didn't.

I pulled up into the emergency lane at the E.R. and quickly killed the engine, jumping out of the car and rushing around to the other side.

By the time I'd unbuckled Niall and dragged him out of the car, there were two paramedics with a stretcher, motioning for me to lay him down.

Once they'd wheeled him inside, they shoved a wad of paperwork at me and sped Niall down a long hallway.

I watched him getting smaller for a moment, then sighed, and sat down in the waiting room to do the paperwork.

I filled out all the questions about his symptoms, medication, medical history, how long he's been sick, etc.

Once I turned it in, the woman looked it over, then nodded and set it down.

"You can see him now," she said, walking down the same hallway Niall went down.

"He's in here. They don't know what's wrong yet, but they took some tests, and it's probably Mono. he'll be fine," she said with a smile.

"Thank you," I said as I opened the door.

Niall was laying on the bed, sleeping. he's so cute when he sleeps. He had an IV in his arm, which I assume had put him to sleep so he wouldn't be in pain anymore.

I sat down next to him and reached up to smooth his bangs out of his face.

"You're okay love, they said its gonna be fine," I whispered even though I knew he was asleep.

"I love you," I said quietly, kissing his temple.

I'm just so glad that he's going to be okay soon. I've been so worried about the poor thing.

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Okay well there's that.