Chapter 2

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Niall's POV 

I stood there in horror as I see the boy collapsed to the ground I run at the backstage to find for help. 

"Help I need an ambulance" I shouted shaking

As soon as the ambulance were here where Mijo was. 

"What happened?" both of the girl and guy asked in unison 

"He collapsed on the ground while I was whispering something to him" I said 

As I got on the van I asked Paul if we can follw to the hospital and he nodded quickly as I felt the drive to the hospital was long I started shaking and almost felt crying. 

"Mate it's going to be fine" Louis said patting at my shoulder 

"How can it be fine if that boy just collapsed in front of me like he was running out of oxygen?!?" I shouted back 

I noticed all of the boys winced at my sudden harsh tone. As we pulled up at the parking lot I quickly run out of the van and headed to the information center at the hospital. When a nurse was typing something on the computer. 

"Was there a boy here carried minutes ago?!?" I asked 

"Yes-s are you Niall Horan!?!" she asked 

"Yes I am. Now back to my question!" I shouted 

"Oh yeah I'm sorry he's still at the emergency room you can wait for the doctor to come out of the emergency room. Go take a sit first sir" the nursed replied giving me a smile 

As I tooke my sit I saw a foot in front of me and as I looked at were this foot was from I saw a man standing tall and dark and he has dark brown eyes just like the boy I like. 

"Um are you Niall Horan?" the tall guy asked 

"Yes sir why?" I asked smiling at the tall guy 

"My son really loves you and probably that's why he passed out" he said chuckling 

"You must be Mijo's dad?" I asked 

But something tells me that if he's Mijo's dad why doesn't he really look a like, like his dad he doesn't have any ressemblance except for the height and eyes. As we both waited both at the emergency room a Doctor came out. 

"Is Mr. Bartolome here?" the Doctor asked 

"Yes I'm here what's the problem with my son Doctor?" Mr. Bartolome asked 

"He just run out of oxygen he had a hard time of breathing as I see and just a lack of food that's all" the Doctor said smiling at Mr. Bartolome 

"Can I go see him?" I asked interupting their conversation Mr. Bartolome nodded 

I quickly ran inside to find him and I stand inj horror as I see his pale body in the hospital bed. I felt guilty for doing this to the boy and giving him also an attack but I know deep inside my self that I really like him and yeah management knows I'm Bisexual but they won't just let me come out considering we will lose fans. As I took a sit next to his bed I feel like I wanted to be here when we woke up unfortunately we still have our last concert for tomorrow. I heard the door open but I didn't care who entered 

"My son really like you" Mr. Bartolome said 

"Yes sir I think I like him too" I said smiling at the sleeping boy 

"But you should leve before the paps comes here and rambles us question and for you too" he said 

"Ok sir I'll be back tomorrow" I said smiling at Mr. Bartolome before looking back at Mijo 

"Ok bye Niall" he said waving a goodbye 

As I opened the hospital doors flashes struck my eyes making me blind off all the lights and the paps asked me random questions. 

"Niall what are you doing here at the hospital?" 

"Who was that boy that was brought here after the concert?" 

Our bodyguards pushed them aside so I can hop in the van as soon as I got in the boys look at me with sympathy. 

"Do you like him Niall?" Harry asked 

"Yeah I think so?" I answered but sounding more of a question

"You know because of the management or atleast let the paps capture you being bisexual" Harry said giving me a sad smile 

"I know" I asid frowning 

As we went back to our hotel I quickly got into my bed. I keep turning around on my bed 'cause I can't sleep I was kept thinking of him. How tall he was, how chubby and cute he was at the same time. I really like him do i? I kept asking my self and of course my stomache asnwers it for me as butterflies errupts on my stomache. I sighed and my eys started to get heavier causing me to sleep and to dream about him.

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