Niall's Little Angel

Night

Harry's P.O.V.

"You dreamed about Julie." Niall says emotionless. It wasn't a question. Noah nods softly, as she burries her head in her hands. The pain is written on her face. I wonna hug her, kiss her cheek, tell her everything will be alright. But I can't. Liam gave us strict rules. She can't use our bodywarmth now. I can only imagine what she dreamed. She's so insecure. "We'll get out of this, together." Niall whispers softly. My mind drifts away to the old memories, the boattrip, the day we met. It's not that long ago. A month I believe. It seemed so long and yet so short. I get back to reality when I see her shiver. Her eyes are glassy and her face looks so pale. It's hard to keep myself from hugging her, from taking her shaking hands in mine. I promised her I'd always take care for her. Now I don't know what to do. Listen to Liam or listen to the expression on her face. So I just listen to my heart. "I'll get you some more pills." My voice trembles a little, as I walk to the kitchen. "No, Niall, tell him not to." Noah protests, breathing heavily. "Calm down, they're just some pills. I'll make sure everything'll we okay." His voice enchants her. She's just laying there, gazing at him, forgetting all her worries. "We want you to get better." I try to comfort her, handing her the medicine. I see the hesitation in her eyes. "There has to be another solution." Niall mutters, as he takes them out of my hand. Then he lays them on the table and uses his frustration to crush them. A loud bang fills the room. When he comes back, the water turned white. "Here drink this." She tries to take the glass. But he stops her, bringing it the her mouth so she can drink it. She doesn't have enough energy to lift it, I realize now. That little leprechoan surprises me, he seems so grown up. "Maybe it's time to wake up Liam." He suggest and I nod. My eyes close when I lay down on the couch. I feel someone playing with my curls, as my mind drifts away.

Liam's P.O.V.

"Wake up, Li. It's your turn." My dreams fade and a groan brings me back to reality. I open my eyes, seeing everything the way I left it. Only Harry's position changed, he's sleeping on the couch. I slowly lift him up, laying him on my lap to play with his curls. "I'll take another pack of ice." Niall walks to the kitchen. He lays it on her forehead, 'causing her to shrink in. She shivers again, curling up in a ball. She looks so fragile, covered by those bruises and cuts. Things need to slow down, before she breaks. I place the curly boy on my lap back on the couch before walking towards her. My hands feels her warm head, trying to take her temperature. It still feels way too hot. Her heart rate is high. How long will we survive this?

"LiLi, you can go to sleep if you want. I can take it from here." Niall says when he notices me yawning. I check my watch. It's 6pm. "Are you sure?" Please say yes, please say yes. "Of course. I'll ask the lads not to wake you up." He seems sure of what he's saying, so I close my eyes. I cuddle with Harry, who already fell in a deep sleep. He shoves, snoring a little. The fans call it a bromance, but I see him as my little brother. So goodnight, little Curly. I'll see you when the sun rises.

Niall's P.O.V.

Tonight was horrible. I don't know how I manage to stay awake. "Love, wake up." I whisper, when I see Noah's eyes close. I hate to do this, she looks so tired. But Liam told me to. I'm not sure about his theory, I don't think it's good for her to stay up all night long. I hope he knows what he's doing. He saved her life before, so I'll do what he says. I told him to go to sleep, mostly because I know Noah feels guilty. He fell asleep immediatly, his arms wrapped around Harry. Both of them will be tired tomorrow. Or in a few houres. The lads will wake up soon I hope. I'm not sure if I can handle this by myself. My body is shaking, begging me for some sleep. No. No way. Hold on. If Noah can do this, so can I. And she's sick. Her head must be pounding, her body must be aching. She tries to hide it though. I lay another icepack on her body. Her fever needs to drop. My hands want to hold hers. It wouldn't matter. But if I do that, my arms will wrap around her, not willing to let her go. So I just sit here, my knees curled up beneath me, watching her suffer. She shivers again. "What time is it?" Her voice trembles a little. "Almost 7pm. The lads will wake up soon. Probably Paul first, then Louis and Josh. Zayn will stay in bed untill noon I think." She chuckles a little when I answer her question. It brings my own smile back too. "Lou will come and sit next to you, begging for permission to cuddle you. Then he'll start doing the 'stop-the-traffic-let-'em-through-dancemove. Can you imagine that?" I continue talking and she nods. "After that he'll take Harry in his arms, while they have one of there Larry Stylinson moments. Josh'll start drowling over your cute little face, wishing he could look at it forever. The smell of eggs and bacon will fill our noses. The sun will lighten everything up." I point at the dark nightsky. "And you, Niall? What will you do?" She asks, gazing at me. "Me? I'll be sitting next to you, waiting. Waiting untill your fever drops. So I can hug you, wrap my arms around you. Then we'll fall asleep together. You can lay on my chest, listening to my heartbeat. I will scare your nightmares away and you'll dream about mesmerizing things." Her eyes light up, her heartbeat fastens. "Everything will be over. You'll feel better, believe me." "I think that's worth waiting for." Her voice sounds enchanted. "That's what I think too."

Noah's P.O.V.

"Don't worry, love. We'll fix you." Paul comforts me after Niall told him what happened. Unlike Niall expected, everyone is awake. Louis sort of starting screaming when he saw me, he thought I was dying. That's exactly the way I feel. My head is still pounding and I'm so cold. The vomiting stopped though. Every little sound hurts my ears. Every movement makes me dizzy. Tonight was a long night. I'm glad Niall stayed with me. Without him, I wouldn't of survived it. My eyes slowly close again. "Wake up. You can go to sleep soon, okay. Both of you. And Liam, I'm not sure if it was necessairy to keep them up all night long. Some sleep would've helped. But I understand your concern. There was a possibility she'd get in a coma. A really small one though." He continues talking, explaining us what we need to do. "What now?" The boys ask worried. He checks my temperature, as I shiver again. All sudden his eyes shot open. "You don't have a fever anymore. Guys, get some blankets. She's freezing." Finally they get the icepacks of of my forehead. I sigh relieved, eventhough I'm still really cold. "NIALL, WHAT DID YOU DO? HOW CAN YOU POSSIBLY NOT NOTICE THAT SHE'S FREAKING FREEZING." Liam starts yelling, 'causing Niall to shrink in. The blondie's eyes get filled with guilt, as he realizes what he did. He tries to say something, to make a sound, but nothing comes out. "YOU IDIOT." The words scare me, hurt my head. "Please stop yelling." I beg, looking at Niall with a worried look on my face. "NO NOAH. THIS IS NOT OKAY! YOUR BODY CAN'T HANDLE THIS." He doesn't stop. I cover my ears with my hands, trying to block the noise out. "Just stop, okay? He made one mistake. That's fine. Don't forget you're the one who keeped us up all night. The one who ignored me when I begged to go to sleep. So stop." I lost it, he lost it. We both did. We holded it in for so long. Now it has to get out. My mouth drops when I realise what I said. "Liam, sorry. I didn't mean it like that. I-" I try to take it back, but he won't let me. "WHAT?! YOU'RE THE ONE WHO KEEPED US UP ALL NIGHT! IF YOU DIDN'T HAVE A FEVER, NONE OF THIS WOULD'VE BEEN HAPPENING. ALL OF THIS HAPPENED BECAUSE YOU HAD A LITTLE NIGHTMARE. SO STOP ACTING LIKE A VICTIM YOU BLOODY BITCH." Don't tell them. Don't.

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