More Than Forever

Secrets And Lies

         A/N: Repeat the song over and over! And I KNOW there is a video out there of Niall kissing his mum but I can't find it! I love when he has sweet moments with Maura! If anyone knows what it's called, let me know :) Thank you xoxo Enjoy this chappy! :D Y'all are gonna get a surprise ;)

           My mum is sick. My mum is sick. Niall kept repeating inside his head. He cleared his throat, picked up his cell phone, and text Zayn:

Hey.

Baby! How's Ireland?! I miss you like hell!

I need to stay here a while.

What's wrong NOW? Seriously?!

My mum is sick.

              Pretty soon, Niall got a telephone call. He answered immediately, "Hey, baby. Didn't mean to scare you to think we were having a problem."

"Don't worry about it. I shouldn't have snapped. What's wrong?"

"She won't tell me yet. She just says everything will be okay. Greg knows nothing and he isn't coming home to be with her."

"Niall, I can come there."

"No, Zayn. Just stay there with the lads. I think she just wants it to be me and her. What if she dies? What will I do? I can't....I can't even think about what I would do without her."

"Niall! She isn't gonna die! There are excellent doctors there and here!"

"I know but the problem is getting her to one. She told me she didn't want to go to a hospital. I need her to be okay." he whimpered.

"I know, baby. Don't cry. Everything will work out perfectly."

Niall looked up at the ceiling, "She's my best friend."

"I know. I'll pray for her. We all will. If you need us, call us. Don't you dare hesitate."

"I won't....thank you. I think I'm gonna go see how she is."

"Alright. Text me along."

"I will. Love you."

"Love you too."

                Niall hung up and jogged downstairs, seeing Maura was sitting on the sofa, reading a One Direction article in J14? Blinking, Niall rushed to her side, "What're you reading?" he whispered. 

"This lovely article about you and the lads! This magazine did a wonderful job of describing everyone!"

"That's great, Mum...." Niall sighed and lied his head upon her shoulder. He took in her sweet scent and closed his eyes. He slowly drifted into a sleep and dreamed of his mother holding him when he was a baby. He was snuggled in a soft-blue blanket and had a pacifier in his mouth. His hair was still brown at the time and he was gazing at her. She looked like a complete angel....because she was one. He woke up with tears in his eyes. He sat up, seeing Maura was gone. She came back in with a thermometer. "Mum--" Niall began but the thermometer was shoved into his mouth, "Don't speak. You have a fever." she supported it while it slowly beeped. Niall rolled his eyes. It took forever for the thing to take his temp. Finally, it was over. Thank God. 

"It's 101.1. I knew it. Okay, take off your clothes."

"What?!" Niall wailed.

"Take. Off. Your. Clothes. You're getting the wash cloth and water treatment, young man."

"But I'm FINE." he whined.

"Shut up and listen to Mama."

                Since she was ill, Niall did not argue with her. He stripped off his jeans and shirt and lied there in his boxers and socks. Maura dipped some cloths into warm water and placed them upon Niall's head and chest, "Do you feel ill?"