Faking Love ~Ned Shoran -completed

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Niall~

I woke up in a bright room. I squinted my eyes and looked around. The room was completely empty.

I groaned closing my eyes. Seconds later a doctor walked in.

"Nice to see your awake Mr. Horan."

"Where am I?" I asked rubbing my eyes. "Where's Ed? And my friends?"

"Your in a hospital, Mr. Horan. Your friends and your boyfriend took you here because you passed out and you were starting to worry them. The sucky thing about this hospital is that they aren't allowed to visit. I don't know why, but they just aren't. Not unless the doctor--me-- has a very good reason for it."

I groaned. Hospital? You've got to be kidding me.

Well.. At least Ed was worrying about me.. But I know I'm 100% okay. I just have the flu.

I sat up and my head started pounding.

I sighed and closed my eyes.

"Bathroom?" I asked slowly getting up from the hospital bed.

"That door right there." The doctor smiled at me and pointed to a door. It was in the room which was nice.

I walked into the bathroom and peed. I washed my hands and then dried them.

I walked out of the bathroom and my stomach started to burn and it felt like someone was cutting me in half.

I gasped and held my stomach slowly sliding down the wall the pain getting worse every second. I bit my lip and let out a whimper.

The doctor had left the room without me noticing and came rushing back with three nurses, two girls and one guy. I felt like I couldn't breathe and the pain in my stomach got worse.

I screamed my whole body erupting in pain.

Then everything went black.

-:;:-

I woke up under the covers of the hospital bed. I laid on my side my arms wrapped around my stomach.

My eyes roamed the room and there was a doctor and three nurses. They were in here earlier, before I fell asleep.

One of the nurses noticed I was awake and he pointed at me. The doctor turned and smiled softly at me.

"Are you feeling better?" He asked walking over to my bed.

"Yeah, I guess. Why? What happened?"

The doctor sighed and patted my arm.

"You passed out."

Ed~

I sighed and paced around the living room. All the boys were watching me worried looks plastered on their faces.

I couldn't stop thinking about Niall.

What if he was reaaalllyyy sick? What if I never got to see him again? What if I didn't get to see him for weeks? Months? Years even! We'll probably not.. But still.

What if he has cancer? What if he's dead?!

All these 'What If's' were roaming in my mind. And I didn't like it. Not one bit.

"Ed, sit down. Please. I'm sure Niall's fine." Liam said softly.

"And what if he's not? Hmm? What if he's not Liam?" I huffed and slid down a wall.

I pulled my knees to my chest and stared straight ahead at another wall.

The boys exchanged glances and Harry sighed.