3rd Person PoV:
One Direction were the biggest boyband on the planet.
They loved to sing and dance.
But there was something happening behind close doors that wasn't explainable.
Currently the boys were sat on the tour bus playing games, chilling out and relaxing.
Harry may seem like the energetic, happy person.
But behind closed doors he's always tired, passing out and feels weak.
Nobody could explain why.
But Harry refused to go to the doctors.
The boys accepted his request and left it.
“Boys!”
“Yes?” They say in unison to the speaker.
It was Paul.
“Get ready. You're on stage in 30.” He ordered.
They nod, turn everything off and get sorted.
“Hazz are you sure you're okay?” Niall asked concerned.
“Yes. I'm fine.” harry reassured the blonde Irish lad.
He nods and walks away.
“Jesus...” Harry mumbles.
Soon they walked onto the stage and began to perform.
But, Harry passed out. Makes no sense.
He was fine he said.
Everyone ran over to Harry as the fans scream in panic.
Paul called an ambulance and managed to get harry to the hospital without being seen.
“Hello is there anyone close to Harry?”
“Hey yes we're his friends.” the boys said.
The doctor nods.
“He's got type one diabetes.”
Everyone stood in complete shock and silence.
“Is he gonna be okay?” Louis asked.
“Lou. He ain't dying.” Niall chuckled.
“Sorry. It's just, he's our ball of happiness along with Niall. If one of them isn't happy then the other one isn't. Then the band is all sad.”
The boys nod in agreement.
The doctor smiled.
“I'm sure he'll be fine.” the boys walk in to see Harry.
“Hey Hazz. How you feeling?”
“Eh I've felt better.” they all chuckle.
“I can't have my friend ill now can I.” Liam said with a laugh.
Harry nods.
“Doctor how will he cope with this?”
“He will have to use an insulin pen.”
The boys nod.
Harry looked pale.
“NEEDLES?!” He yelled. Then Niall went pale.
“He has to have needles?” Niall mumbled.
“Yeah. Sorry Ni. But that's gonna help him. Trust us.” Liam whispered to the Irish lad.
Niall nods and smiled.
“You'll be okay Harry.”
“Thank you.” harry softly whispered.
Soon, Harry got healthier and was using the insulin pen.
The boys couldn't be happier their friend was healthy and happy.
And they wouldn't change anything.
Never.