Liam’s P.O.V.
                              
                                          “Liam! Good to see you again!” Caroline said as I approached the front desk at the hospital.
                              
                                          “Hello,” I greeted dully, “Is Dr. Mullard in? I really need to see him,” 
                              
                                          “Yes! Let me go see if he has a free moment,” Caroline said as she stood and walked down the hall. A moment later she returned, a smile on her face. “William said he would love to see you. He has a free hour for dinner,”
                              
                                          “Thanks,” I smiled as I walked down the hall and knocked on the first door on the right.
                              
                                          “Come in!” William called. I opened the door and walked in. He was sitting in his recliner chair, eating out of a Chinese take-out box. “Have a seat Liam,”
                              
                                          I walked over to the couch and sat down.
                              
                                          “What brings you back so early?” He asked, chewing a bite of the noodles.
                              
                                          “I can’t do this anymore,” I shook my head, my body started shaking.
                              
                                          “Hey, hey, Liam,” William said, sitting forward and setting down his food, “Don’t talk like that. We had amazing progress last session, I know a lot about you now.”
                              
                                          “But I can’t stand this anymore. He won’t tell me,” I said.
                              
                                          “Who won’t tell you what?” William asked.
                              
                                          “Niall,” I said.
                              
                                          “Oh, yes, your band mate. Wasn’t he the one that disappeared?”
                              
                                          “Yeah,”
                              
                                          “Alright, last session you told me that you were in love with someone. Can I make a guess that you are in love with Niall?” William asked, looking at me. I froze. How did he guess that? He knew I was gay? I never told him about Niall before, had I?
                              
                                          “H-How d-did you k-know?” I stuttered as my shaking worsened. 
                              
                                          “Liam, why are you shaking?” 
                              
                                          “I-I don’t know,”
                              
                                          “Calm down, Liam, I think you are having a panic attack,” William said, standing up and walking over to me. “Breath, just breath,”
                              
                                          I curled up in a ball and closed my eyes taking deep breaths. 
                              
                                      
                                   
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Without You - Niam Horayne
FanfictionNiall Horan, famous member of One Direction, has been missing for almost a month. Without him, Liam is lost and pulled apart by his disappearance. Liam never even got to tell Niall how he truly feels about him. But when Niall suddenly turns up out o...
 
                                               
                                                  