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Niall's Bad Knee (Y/N) (based of Amsterdam)

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Preview: Based of Niall's knee accident in Amsterdam. You take care of him with some help from the boys and Paul. 

You were currently on tour with the boys, and you all were in Amsterdam on the Where We Are tour. Your boyfriend, Niall, was still recovering from his knee surgery a little prior in the year, and it was still causing him problems here and there. Overall, he was doing much better, and the recovery was going great. He still had off days, of course, but for the most part he was healing well. Tonight, the crowd was particularly rowdy, and were tossing things up on stage. Nobody really thought anything of it, because it wasn't unlikely to have objects thrown on stage. Niall came to the edge of the stage to interact with the fans as he sang, and a heavy object hit him right in the knee. You gasped as you saw the object make contact with his knee, and Niall hunkered over in pain immediately. You watched as Niall tried to walk it off, but he kept leaning down and grabbing it. The boys checked on him several times throughout the rest of the concert, and he would wave it off, and tell them he was okay when he clearly was not. As the concert came to a head, the boys did their routine run down the entire length of the stage, and wave at the crowd. You knew things were definitely off when Niall didn't even do that, he just walked a little ways. You were worried about how bad this was going to wind up being. You saw Harry get to him quickest, and help him up the ramp, and then the others hurried and followed suit. You made your way to the part of backstage where they would be walking in from, and stood their anxiously waiting for them to stop their final bow at the platform. As the bit was lowered to wear they were backstage, the boys got to where they could hear each other. The boys immediately started asking him a million questions, and trying to get to the bottom of what to do, but Niall wasn't having any of it. The moment he saw you, he limped over to you and collapsed into your arms a sobbing mess. You enveloped him in a hug immediately, and rubbed his back trying to give him some type of comfort. 

The boys stood and watched as the only sound was the faint hum of fans leaving, and Niall sobbing. You looked at them, and motioned for them to help you out. "Let's get you to the dressing room," you say pulling away from him, and Liam scooped him up to help get him there. As y 'all traveled toward the room, Niall's sobs didn't lessen. You opened the door for Liam, and he gently sat Niall down on the couch. The boys and you sat down in the seating area to assess the situation. "Let's see it, baby," you said and gently pull his leg into your lap. As you maneuver the hole that's in his jeans to see the damage, you see that his knee is bleeding. "Oh my goodness!" You say seeing the area. "I'll go get Paul. Zayn, come help me find him," Liam said hopping up. "I'll get ice!" Harry said getting up too. "I'll get a towel to clean that up with!" Louis said and they all ran to their tasks. "Y/n, it hurts so bad," Niall barely gathered through gasps. "I know, baby! It's okay!" you say running a hand through his hair. "It's shooting down my knee," he said through more sobs causing your heart to break. "The boys are going to get help! Just relax, love!" you say trying to calm him down, because at this point he was starting to hyperventilate. 

It didn't take long, and all the boys returned. Paul came following Zayn and Liam, Louis ran back in with a towel, and Harry returned with a bag of ice. "Hey bud," Paul said gently leaning down to see his knee. "Yeah, that looks rough," he said feeling bad for Niall. "Let's see the towel, Louis," Paul said reaching out, and gently resting it on Niall's leg. "Let's get him into some shorts, we will be able to help him out better that way," Paul said and you hopped up to grab the athletic shorts Niall had worn into the venue earlier that day. You helped Niall slide the jeans off carefully, and then put the shorts on. "Okay, mate. Let's get some bandages," Paul said softly trying to comfort Niall in the slightest, but to no avail. After Paul got the blood dried up enough to make sure that he didn't need to go to the hospital, he pulled out a rubbing alcohol swab, some gauze, and some medical bandage to hold it. "Okay, this is gonna burn a little," Paul said looking at you to hold his arms down. You reached over him, and grabbed his arms securely so Paul could doctor the wounds. Niall hissed in more pain as Paul rubbed the swab on his knee. "I know, mate. I'm sorry," he said trying to get everything cleaned off and sterilized. Niall's sobs only increased at not only the burning from the rubbing alcohol, but the pressure of Paul rubbing the area, even though Paul was barely applying any pressure. "Breathe, mate," Harry said noticing that Niall's face had gone pail, and he was having a hard time catching his breath. Niall tried to, but it wasn't working. "Follow me," you say getting down to his level, and taking deep breaths for him to mimic. He eventually got calmed down enough to where silent tears were just streaming down his face. "That's it," you enourage as he leaned against the back of the couch exhausted. "Okay, let's get this wrapped up so we can get back to the bus," Paul said and gently laid the gauze, and wrapped Niall's knee. "There we go," Paul said finishing up. "Thank you, guys," Niall said wiping his tears. "Don't thank us, it's our job," Louis said as you and Paul helped Niall turn to where he was sitting up. "Let's get you to the bus, Nialler," Harry said as he did as Liam did previously, and lifted him to go to the bus. 

As you all walked out to the bus, you made sure all of his belongings were gathered, and then you ran ahead to help Harry by holding the door. "Bunk or couch, mate?" Harry asked as he walked up the stairs with the boy. "Bunk, I don't think I'll be able to get up later for bed if I stay on the couch," Niall said through gritted teeth. You thanked Harry as he put Niall in y'alls bunk. "No worries, y/n!" he said and all of the other boys filed in to help you get him comfortable. Louis put a pillow under his knee, Liam laid the bag of ice gently on his knee, and Zayn went to get him some pain killers. "Thank you," Niall said again to everybody. "No problem, mate! Let us know if you need anything else!" the boys said as they left you to go to bed with Niall. You stepped out of the bathroom from changing into pajamas, and went to go get a water from the fridge. The boys were standing in the "kitchen" of the bus talking as you came in. "Thank you, guys! I appreciate the help!" you say as you pull your hair up into a messy bun for bed. "No problem, y/n! Let us know if you need anything," the boys said all kissing your cheek goodnight. "I will!" you say as you make your way back to your ailing boyfriend. "Hey, love," he says as you walk in. "Hey, babe!" you say as you pull back the unoccupied bottom bunk curtain, and start to get In it. "What're you doing?" Niall asked confused, and you looked up at him. "I wanted you to have plenty of room to spread out, and I don't want to accidentally bump your knee in the night" you smile noticing his face is still red and puffy from crying. "Don't worry about that, love! I won't feel better until I have my girl cuddling with me," he smiled. Even in pain, he was still a charmer. "Awe! Okay!" you say smiling and getting in the bunk carefully next to him, and closing the curtain behind you. He put his arm around you to make sure you didn't fall off in the night, because he was where he normally made sure you were at night, which was on the inside wall of the bunk. He pulled you close and kissed your forehead. "Thank you for taking care of me," he said and you look up at him. "Of course, baby!" you said and cuddle into him. "I love you!" he said pulling the covers up to make sure you were warm. "I love you too!" you say and you were both out in no time, Niall feeling better already that he had you with him.