The Room- A Niam Fanfiction

It hurts.

I get so happy when I see that I have comments c:
My heart does a little jump or something...I don't even know what I'm saying.

Should I start writing a second Niam story? I mean... I've got some ideas c;

Ps. I reached the 100 reads! Thank you so much!!!

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My heart is beating so fast that it hurts.

I can't concentrate on anything.

I just keep staring at him.

At his beautiful face.

His pale cheeks.

His rosy lips.

His blonde hair.

I've been longing for him for so long.

I've been wanting him to be here.

With me.

In my arms.

But right now, I just want him to go away.

I don't want him to get through the same as me.

I don't want him to be away from his family, his friends, the world.

I want him to go.

Go away.

And I don't want him near me.

I'm afraid I will do something to him.

I know I haven't been acting normal these past few days.

I've been going crazy.

And I'm afraid that I'll hurt him.

Niall groans, and without any second thought, I rush closer to him.

I know I should leave him alone, so that he's safe, but I can't help it.

He needs to be cared for.

I lay my hand on Niall's shoulder, and look down at him.

He has a big gash right next to his eye, and one on his chin that goes down to his neck and collarbone.

He also has a large bruise on his forehead, and his lips are dry and torn.

There's blood in his hair, and a big red spot somewhere on the back of his head.

It hurts me to look at him like this.

I just don't want him to be in pain.

I want him to be safe.

Niall groans again, and I lean over him.

"Ssshhh Niall..."

It feels weird talking to him.

I've wanted to talk to somebody for a long time, but now it just feels unusual.

Almost like I'm not supposed to be talking to him, but to myself.

"L-liamm...?"

His voice sounds fragile, like it could break into little pieces at any moment.

"Yes... It's me Niall..."

My heart hurts in my chest, and my mouth is dry.

My voice comes out soft and shaking, but I try to sound as confident as possible.

Niall needs me to be strong.

"L... L-liam..." He chokes out softly, with his cracking voice.

"Ssssh Niall... You don't need to talk, try to rest."

And that's how he fell asleep.

I lift him up, and lay him down on my lap, just watching his chest rising and falling and his mouth opening and closing.

My heart feels like it's being squished and ripped at, and in a weird way, it makes me happy, because I know only Niall can do that to me.

And then I fall asleep too.


I wake up by a loud cough somewhere close to me.

I slowly open my eyes, blinking a few times, and rubbing them with my fists.

I can feel something warm on my lap, and I immediately remember what it is.

Niall.

Butterflies start to errupt from the pit of my stomach, fluttering around and tickeling my insides.

I can feel the corners of my mouth slowly curling, but I try my hardest to keep them down.

I sit up, with a painful back, and look down to the most beautiful human being ever.

And to my surprise, a pair of gorgeous blue eyes look back up at me, roaming my face.

"Liam... W-what happened to you?"

His voice comes out as a whisper, and he lifts up his hand to touch my face.

His soft hands startles me, and I flinch back a bit.

Why did I do that?! I'm not scared of him!

I love him.

Niall stares at me with a confused look on his face, and sits up straight.

Immediately he groans and pushes his hands against his forehead.

"I feel...s-so dizzy..."

He slowly starts to slip away, and I grab him by him shoulders as fast as I can.

What do I have to do?

Is he fainting?

I need something to keep him from falling.

I drag him over to the wall, and sit him down against it, so that he sits straight up.

After checking if he won't fall to the side, I run over to the sink and cup my hands underneath it.

A brown liguid starts pouring into my hands, and I pull my hands away.

That's just gross!

When the clear water starts flowing, I fill my hands-cup and walk back to Niall.

He's staring into space with a glassy look in his eyes.

I'm not a doctor, but I don't think that's very good.

I sink down on my knees, and try to pour the water into Niall's mouth, only making him choke.

He starts to cough loudly, and I get nervous.

What am I supposed to do?

My hands are shaking as I get another cup of water.

I swallow loudly, as I give him another drink of it.

He chokes again, and starts coughing louder and louder.

Shit!

What do you want me to do?!

I don't know what to do!

"L-liam! It h-"

He coughs again, and lets out a little choked sob.

"It...h-hurts!"

Tears start burning in my eyes, and my lip is shaking.

Niall chokes and coughs, and I'm doing nothing.

But what am I supposed to do?!

He can't die!

He can't leave me!

"Niall...What do you want me to do?!"

I cry loudly, as I take the boy by his shoulders and shake him firmly.

Niall's head lolls backwards and forwards, as tears drip down from his chin.

I keep shaking him, my tears tickeling my cold cheeks.

He keeps coughing, and I can feel my heartbeat speeding up.

Niall tries to gasp for breath, and he lifts his hand up to my chest.

He softly pushes his cold and shaking hand against my torso, and slowly I stop shaking him.

"Niall..."

Tears keep rushing down my face as I look at him.

Niall's hand slowly slips away from my skin, and falls down next to his body.

His eyes roll away, and his coughing suddenly stops.

But also does his breathing.

"Niall...?"

I take his hand and put it against my heart.

I can feel my own heartbeat, can he feel it too?

"Niall!"

I let his hand go, and it flops back down to the ground.

I can feel a weird thing in my throat, like I can't swallow anymore.

"NIALL!"

I grasp his shoulders again.

He doesn't react.

He doesn't move.

He doesn't do anything.

"No Niall no!"

He isn't looking at me.

He needs to look at me.

"NIALL LOOK AT ME!"

I scream at him, shaking his body.

"NIALL YOU CAN'T DIE ON ME! YOU CAN'T DIE NOW! YOU NEED TO LIVE!"

I push my hands down on his chest, doing that over and over and over.

"BREATHE NIALL BREATHE!"

I think about something for a second, and then decide to just do it.

I push my lips on his, and blow into his mouth.

I feel the world slowing down, and my lips are tingeling like crazy.

My heartbeat is the only thing that's going fast, but it feels weird now.

Different.

Our tears mix together on our lips, and I start to cry even louder.

And suddenly... I feel something.

It feels like a weird vibration inbetween us.

Then Niall starts breathing.

I take my lips of his, put his head in my hands and look at him.

I'm crying.

And I can't stop.

But now these are happy tears.

Niall tries to get his breathing back, and then looks at me.

Tears form in his eyes, and then he grabs me tightly and burries his face in my shoulder.

His tears wet my shirt, and the other way around, but I don't even care.

I just want to hold him close to me.

"I...I...t-thought you were...d-d-dead!"

I cry into his hair, and I grasp the back of his shirt into my fist.

He only hugs me closer, and burries his head deeply into my neck.

I can feel his tears dripping down my neck, but it only makes me happy.

It means that he's safe.

It means that he's here with me.

It means that he's alive.