Okay back to Harry's POV cause I miss him
Holy shit. I have the worlds worst fucking headache that I would believe that I was shot in the head. I opened my eyes flinching at how loud the lights were cursing under my breath looking around.
"Great I'm in a hospital." I tell myself before trying to sit up before a sharp pain stings my side and I practically scream in pain.
A nurse comes rushing in at the sound of my screams looking worried and flushed. She was literally so tiny and looked so innocent. She almost looked new to how nervous she was. She had the cutest anime scrubs and her hair pulled back in a bun with a bow.
She reminded me of a child.
"Me. Styles are you okay?!" She asks me running to my side looking over me before I lightly grab her hand taking it off my body and placing it on her shoulder.
"No I'm fine. I just forgot I got shot. I have the worlds worst headache, do you have anything strong that will get rid of it in like ten minutes?" I ask her and she looks at her hand then me before licking her lips and looking up as if she was thinking
"I can give you some morphine for your stomach child pain." She says winking at me making me feel a bit uncomfortable.
"Good because it hurts so bad I might shoot myself." I say trying to make a light joke with the nurse before she looks at me terrified.
"No. No ma'am I'm not gonna shoot myself." I say reassuring her as her hurried died expression dropped into a calmer one where she finally took a breath before laughing.
"Good because I'd have to take you to the psych ward and I hate the psych ward." She says and crips her clipboard to her chest before looking down.
"They scare me."
Okay my nurse is literally afraid to be a nurse I'm going to die.
I felt something poke my palm when I felt something actually in my hand. I look down to my hand and see it's a Polaroid picture and on the back it said 'Nothing Matters, xo Mi Amore.'
I flip the picture and there it was a picture of me and Niall. I felt myself blush at the thought of the picture. I remember this night after the concert when some lady was trying to take a picture of me and Niall although she was highly fucking annoying and I just wanted to go to the hotel.
"How did he get this?" I smile to myself and I hear my nurse speak up.
"Oh your boyfriend left that for you. I can go get him for you." She says and the thought of Niall popped into my head completely forgetting about him.
All the memories from that night flood in my head with Niall professing his love to me in front of thousands of people making me the luckiest boy in the world. I really am proud of him. Not for him making things up to me but being proud of himself whether someone pressured him into doing it or not.
Anybody could've sent a tweet and said 'I'm gay' or let the pictures drop and tell everyone then. Hell he could've went on Ellen and had her pressure him into saying it.
But he chose to serenade me and kiss me in front of all his loving and supporting fans of Italy.
"Oh yeah. Can you do that-" I look at her name tag and then back to her. She smiles. Her name was Dolly. Nurse fucking dolly. That couldn't be any worse. "Nurse dolly." I smile sweetly and she happily skips out the room to go and get Niall for me.
I glance down at the picture and stare at it with so much love in my heart.
I loved Niall. I know he doesn't know it yet but I really do. Niall hasn't always been the best. Sometimes he was an arrogant asshole, or an oblivious man whore who toyed with my feelings the first half of our relationship but- wait that actually doesn't sound good. Okay never mind that- Anyways!
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Just A Kid || Narry AU
Umorismo"I need this job. Badly." He paces and looks over to me, biting his lip leaving me hungry for an answer. "Can you play the guitar?" And so it began
