If I Fell (narry)

Fuck you

"Niall, you need to relax. Everything will be fine." Eleanor tries to calm him down once again but nothing seemed to work.

"Nothing is fine, Eleanor. How long have we been waiting here to get the results? Two fucking hours!" He stops pacing only to shoot her a glare and then he starts once again.

"You know what? No, I can't have you pacing around like a madman because you're getting me nervous and when I'm nervous, I become a total fucking asshole." Zayn finally snaps, he grabs Niall by the waist and forcefully sits him down on a chair.

"You're always an asshole." Eleanor retorts.

"I become worse." He glares. "And you need to shut up with the everything is fine shit. Because what if it's not, you're gonna look like a total idiot."

"So you're saying something is wrong with me?" Niall looks up at him with wide eyes.

"No, but I'm also not saying that everything will be fine. I don't want to give you false hope but also I don't want to worry you. If that makes sense." He explains the best he could.

"I'm not giving him false hope, I'm only trying to calm his nerves down." Eleanor defends. "Is that so fucking wrong?"

"Guys, please don't fight right now. I appreciate having both of you here." Niall says, he didn't like it when they would argue because of him. "And I know whatever happens I'll have you both there by my side."

"Always." Eleanor smiles.

"So sorry for the long wait." A young nurse comes walking in as he tried his best to fix his glasses. "We had to contact doctor Rosemary to look over your test results. She'll be in here in a minute, I have to check your vitals once again."

"Okay." Niall breathes out.

Zayn watched closely as the nurse checked Niall's vitals, he noticed he kept glimpsing his body a few times before letting his eyes land on Niall's stomach. He stands up to ask him what was his problem when a middle aged woman comes walking in with a bright smile plastered on her face.

"Hello, I'm doctor Rosemary." She sticks her hand out for Niall to shake which he does.

"Hi." He takes a deep breath.

"Before we start, I want to make sure you're comfortable talking about anything in front of these to lovely people." She glances over at Eleanor and Zayn.

"Yeah I am." He clears his throat.

"Okay, good." She slowly sits on the stool and gives the nurse a smile. "Taron, will you please roll in the ultrasound machine?"

"Sure." He excuses himself and steps out of the room.

"Ultrasound?" Niall asks.

"Niall, there's no way of telling just by the tests we've done on you, we need an ultrasound to confirm what I think you have." She calmly says.

"Am I dying?" Was the first thing Niall asks when he sees Taron walking back in.

"No of course not." Taron was quick to say but looks away when he hears the doctor clear her throat.

"Will you lay down for me?" She asks Niall.

Niall does as he is told, he bites down on his lower lip. He was so nervous.

"So tell me, do you have a significant other?" Doctor Rosemary tries to distract Niall from his nervousness.

"No, I don't." Niall watches as she gets the machine ready, he rolls his jumper up when she tells him to.