Paralyzed [Nouis]

Chapter 18 // Louis

"How is he?" I asked the nurse. It had been a day since Niall had tried to kill himself. A day since I had admitted to Niall.

"He's simply sleeping right now. He's gotten his stomach pumped and he's in a stable condition. We don't know what will happen when he wakes up and all we can do is hope for the best."

I smiled and thanked her, taking Niall's fragile hand.

"Niall I need you to wake up," I whispered, "I love you so much."

I kissed his pale, weakened hand, squeezing it lightly. I felt his fingers begin to slip away from mine all of a sudden. He's awake!

"Niall!" I said excitedly, laying my hand on his cheek as he opened his eyes.

"What?" He asked, as if he were confused, his eyes fluttering as the it shined down brightly on him.

"I'm right here." I whispered, kissing his cheek. He blinked a few times before his eyes landed on me and he smiled.

"Louis." He smiled. I wrapped him in a tight hug. He didn't seem to be mad at me . . . maybe he loves me too?

"Do you remember last night?" I figured that was the safe way to go. He pulled away from the hug and frowned.

"N-no." He stuttered, raising a confused eyebrow. I choked. No wonder he's not mad at me.

"Nurse!" I shouted. I realized, then, that there was probably nobody around, so I pressed the button for a nurse.

"He doesn't remember last night." I said when a nurse rushed into the room. My voice cracked as I said it.

"Yes, he was predicted to forget something." The nurse said, looking much calmer than she had when she walked in.

"W-will he ever remember it?" I stuttered out. Half of me hoped he would, and the other half hoped he wouldn't.

"No," The nurse shook her head. This wasn't a big deal to her, and I knew that. But last night I did the bravest thing I've ever done. I don't think I can do it again. "I'm sorry sir."

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. I mean, it's probably a good thing Niall doesn't remember. Now I don't have to face being rejected.

The other guys came walking in, snacks piled in their arms. Niall brightened when he saw all the food, which made me laugh. I took a pack of gummy bears from Harry and handed them to Niall.

"Hey Niall!" Liam said cheerily, dumpig the food in his arms onto a table by Niall's bed. "You feel okay?"

"He doesn't remember last night." I muttered to myself as Niall nodded at Liam. I felt tears come to my eyes, and I wondered why k was being such a baby about this.

"Boo? What's wrong?" Harry asked, his voice low, and his lips close to my ear. I shrugged.

"We'll be right back!" He announced, putting down the many snacks he had and taking my hand, pulling me out of the room.

"Spill it. Now." He demanded, letting go of my arm to place his hands on his hips. I sighed.

"Well, last night, Niall overdosed and was gonna jump off the building, but I grabbed him and brought him back."

"I know that. You told us." Harry said, his tone pushy and 'get-to-the-point'-ish, but that was to be expect from Harry.

I was nervous, saying what I barely managed to say next. "W-well, after that, I told him I loved him."

So many emotions crossed over Harry's features, and for a while, he didn't say anything. Then, "You admitted?!"

"Y-yeah." I said. "But he passed out before he could say anything, and now he doesn't remember."

"Well tell him again!" Harry encouraged, his voice full of excitement, but I just shook my head.

"N-no. That was fate reminding me that I'm not meant for Niall. It was all fate. He forgot. Fate was saving me the pain of being rejected."

"No! Fate . . . It wasn't special enough. Fate's trying to say you need to have a better . . . More romantic moment."

"That's not what fate was trying to say. Just forget the fate! It wasn't meant to happen!" I stormed away with tears in my eyes.

"Louis!" Harry ran after me, grabbing my arm. "We have to go get Niall checked out. Go stay with him, make sure he doesn't do anything stupid."

I nodded, ripping my arm out of his grip and walking back to Niall's room. I wiped away the tears, took a deep breath, and entered.

"Hey Nialler." I said. He smiled at me, shoving his hands under the blankets.

"H-hi." He stuttered out, smiling lightly at me. My heart fluttered, because he was absolutely adorable.

"So, um, about last night . . ." I think I'm actually going to take Harry's advice. "I-I told you something that I need to say now. I-I'm-"

"Mr. Horan!" A nurse walked in, interrupting out moment again. "You are free to leave."