Nervous (A Shawn Mendes x Niall Horan Fanfic) ✅

(Part 28)

Shawn's POV

COPD. Ethan had diagnosed me with level two COPD. As soon as he told me the results, I started shaking. I knew my family had lung and other medical problems but I didn't think I was going to get caught up in any of

it. My body continued shaking with no signs of stopping. That's when I felt Niall's eyes on me. He got up from where he was sitting and walked over to me before placing a hand on my shoulder.

"Hey, calm down," Niall said, his voice sounding sweet and somewhat soothing.

I wanted to listen to him but instead, my breathing quickened. I knew this was no place to panic, but my body had other ideas.

"Take deep breaths, Shawn," I heard Ethan say.

I nodded and tried to even out my breathing.

"Are you panicking at all?" Ethan asked, his doctor side beginning to kick in as Niall took his hand off my shoulder. "Are you scared?"

I nodded.

"Do you need anything?" Ethan asked.

I looked at Niall.

"Is it something he can get you?" Ethan asked.

"I need Niall," I said.

"What do you need me to do?" Niall asked.

I scooched closer to Niall and placed my head on his shoulder.

Niall, confused as hell, wrapped his arms around me and my breathing began to slow down. I snuggled closer to Niall as Ethan watched the whole thing. Finally, I was calm.

"Are you okay now?" Ethan asked.

"Yeah, sorry about that," I said, now feeling embarrassed.

"No, it's fine," Ethan said. "They weren't the results that you were expecting and I can understand why you were a little freaked out."

"I was a little more than a little freaked out but yeah," I said.

"It's okay, I understand," Ethan said. "Now, let's discuss medication and treatments for this, okay?"

"Okay," I nodded.

Once Ethan had finished his discussion about the medication I needed to take, he let me and Niall know that I had to take things easy for a while. Or again least until the medicine came in.

That was that and soon enough, Niall and I were free to go. We walked back to his car after scheduling another appointment for me. Once in Niall's car, I looked over at him.

"I am so sorry I dragged you into this," I said, looking at my hands.

"Hey, don't be sorry," Niall said, placing his hands on mine. "This is your health we're talking about."

"I know and if you don't want to deal with them, I'll understand," I said.

"You're making a big deal out of this," Niall said. "I'm not going to leave you just because you have medical issues."

"I'm just scared, Niall," I said.

"About what?" Niall asked.

"I have to take things easy now and that got me thinking about my normal everyday activities," I said. "But what if I can't go to the studio with you anymore because I have to save my breath? What if I can't perform anymore because I can't breathe? What will my fans think?"

"Shawn, calm down, please," Niall said, slightly tightening his grip on my hands.

"I can't," I said. "This is such a big thing and I can't just act like it's nothing."

"How about this, we go back to your place and get some ice cream. When we get back to your place, we can chill there and maybe watch a movie and cuddle," Niall suggested. "You've had a pretty eventful day already, we can talk about what happens next tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay," I said, my eyes finally meeting Niall's.

"I love you, Shawn, remember that," Niall said, bringing my hand to his lips and kissing it.