Nervous (A Shawn Mendes x Niall Horan Fanfic) ✅

(Part 27)

Niall’s POV

After we were done at the recording studio, I drove Shawn back to his place so we could hang out and talk. But, once we got to his apartment, Shawn’s phone started ringing. He looked at it confused before recognizing the number on the screen.

“Give me a sec, okay?” Shawn asked, getting out of the car.

I watched him walk up to the sidewalk and start talking on the phone. Shawn started running a hand through his curls and his face fell. I looked at him worried as he kept talking on the phone. Finally, Shawn hung up the phone and came back to the car.

“Are you okay?” I asked, seeing that his eyes were glossy.

“Can you drive me to the hospital, please?” Shawn asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“Ethan called me and told me that I need to get to the hospital so we can talk about what’s happening,” Shawn said.

I nodded and backed the car out of the parking spot. “Did he say that it’s something serious?”

“He said that it was kind of serious and that he needs to discuss the medication that he has for me,” Shawn said.

I became even more worried about Shawn. “Do you feel okay? Like, are you worried about what could be happening to you?”

“I’m so scared,” Shawn said, his voice beginning to break. “I have never been so afraid in my life, Niall. I hate thinking that there’s something wrong with me and I hate to think that I might not be able to do the things I love anymore.”

“Hey, let’s just get you to the hospital so we can talk to Ethan about it, okay?” I asked, placing a hand on Shawn’s shaking leg.

“Okay,” Shawn nodded.

The rest of the ride was silent until I pulled into the hospital parking lot.

“Did Ethan say we could just walk in?” I asked.

Shawn nodded. “He said to go up to the desk and ask for Dr. Dolan.”

“I thought he didn’t like the name Dr. Dolan,” I said.

“He doesn’t,” Shawn smiled. “But for the sake of the other doctors, he has to be called Dr. Dolan.”

I smiled at seeing Shawn smile. “Well, let’s go then.”

“Okay,” Shawn said as I turned the car off and both he and I got out.

We walked up to the hospital building and, right before we stepped inside, I felt Shawn’s hand slip into mine. I looked at him to see his brown eyes already scanning the area in fear. I gave his hand a light squeeze before Shawn and I stepped into the hospital. As soon as we did so, Shawn immediately tugged me to the front desk.

“Hello,” Ms. Sharp said, greeting me and Shawn.

“Hi, can I see Dr. Dolan, please?” Shawn asked.

“Yeah, I’ll let him know you’re here,” Ms. Sharp said.

“Thank you,” Shawn said, before pulling me over to two empty seats.

We sat down and once we were, Shawn rested his head on my shoulder. I placed my hand on his leg and started rubbing small circles with my thumb to try and relax him. It seemed to work until a nurse came into the waiting room and called for Shawn.

Shawn’s head shot up before he stood up and looked at me. “Can you come too, please?”

“Yeah,” I said, standing up and walking with him to the room the nurse led us to.