Me, Niall, and the rest of the boys were just talking for a bit when I noticed Niall looked exhausted. The boys noticed too so they decided to head off. We said our good byes and then I climbed in Niall's hospital bed and cuddled him. He gave me a yawn.
"Tired, Nialler?"
"Yeah.." He nodded.
"Go to sleep.. I'll still be here when you wake up.."
He yawned and buried his face in my neck.
"Night, Princess.."
"Night, baby.."
He fell asleep and I stayed up for a while. I dozed off a while later with Niall in my arms.
I was sound asleep when I heard a loud beeping sound. I opened my eyes and looked up seeing Niall's heart monitor going crazy. It turned red and the beeping kept going off. I saw doctors rushing in quickly.
"WHAT'S HAPPENING!?" I screamed.
I felt somebody tug me by the arm and pull me off the bed.
"NIALL!!"
"HE'S CRASHING!! GET HER OUT OF HERE!!"
I got pulled out of the room and saw them shut the door. I was screaming and crying, begging for the doctors to tell me what was wrong. They wouldn't tell me. I was scared. I can't lose him! He's my everything! Niall, baby, please fight this!!!
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The Unluck of the Irish
FanfictionNiall is a typical Irish boybander. He's in One Direction. Has 5 amazing best friends. He's world famous. He has a loving girlfriend where everything seems absolutely perfect. But a streak of bad luck seems to have hit them both. Following the point...
