Stay Strong
Chapter 12
Liam's P.O.V
The four of us sat in Niall's room, watching as he dissapeared from veiw, off to have his frickin brain surgery. I cringed just at the thought of he word. After he had gone, all was quiet.
"Well, mates" Louis said trying to sound cheery, "Might as well go get something to eat and get cleaned up. It'll be a few hours before he's back."
We all grunted our agreement and headed out the door, down the hall, and to the lift. When we got outside, it was raining quiet hard, and the wind chilled me to the bone. Even the weather seemed to be reflecting how we were all feeling. The car we'd called for arrived within minutes and we climbed inside. We agreed on McDonalds, since it was close to the hotel and we could walk there after we'd finished eating.
I ordered a double cheese burger and fries, though I didn't eat much.
When we finally arrived back at the hotel, escaping a small group of fans that had gathered around us on our short trip, I went to my room and slumped onto the bed. Everything jsut felt wrong. I didn't know how else to explain it other than wrong.
I took a quick shower and threw on a random plaid shirt, jeans and high tops.
When I returned to the living area of the suite, I found Louis and Harry watching some mindless TV program, and Zayn came into the room at about the same time as me.
"ready?" was the only word spoken, cutting through the silence like a hot knife as it left Louis' mouth.
Niall still wasn't back when we returned to his room. We switched on the TV brought by a nurse, but I didn't pay attention. It was almost 2 o'clock. It had been almost 6 hours that he'd been gone. I stood at the window, gazing out over the city, every possible bad though sneaking it's way into my mind. Before I knew it, tears were streaming down my face.
"Liam?" I turned at the sound of my name. Zayn was watching me nervously. He walked over to me, pulling me into a tight hug. I hugged him back and he whispered in my ear "It'll be alright mate, I promise"
He pulled back and looked at me "Liam, I think you ought to get some sleep. You look tired"
"I'm exhausted" I replied simply
"Then come snuggle with me!" Harry giggled
"Ahem?" Louis looked at Harry scoldingly. I just laughed. Possibly the first real laugh that had escaped my throat in days.
I flopped down onto the couch with Harry and layed back against him, feeling my eyes droop closed almost immediatly. "Wake me up when Niall gets back, yeah?"
"'Course" Zayn replied.
I woke up to the sound of laughter. It seemed strange. I let my eyes flutter open to see I had been layed down across the couch, abandoned by Harry the Human Pillow. I turned to see The boys sitting next to Niall's bed, chatting away like nothing was wrong. wait, Niall?
"Niall?" I called, sitting up
"Well, hey there sleeping beauty. I thought you were gonna nap the whole day away!" he joked
I moved beside his bed and looked at him closley. He actually seemed to be alot better. He was perked up, his eyes gleaming bright blue with their usual happy shine. I sighed in releif. He was ok again. Our Niall was back.