Niall's POV
Die. I just wanted to die. End it all here, stop everything, never mind. Anything to stop the pain. It was worst than the worse, I had never, ever, experienced anything like this. And I thought I knew what pain was. Ha. I didn't even know it was possible to feel so much pain being conscious. My knee was hurting me so damn much, it didn't feel like my knee anymore, I couldn't tell where the pain was coming from ; it was irradiating my whole body. But I had seen my knee, and it looked pretty awful. Like really.
As they carried me to the car, I tried not to think about my knee, and the only thing that would keep my mind off of it was Cassie. I heard the worry in her voice, I felt the way she was stroking my hair. She was worried. Not mad anymore, not indifferent or sad ; just pure worry. And that's what kept me from freaking out. The whole trip to the hospital, I only focused on her, her voice, her singing. And I sang. Mostly for her, and strangely enough, I wasn't feeling the pain much anymore. Maybe my body was getting used to it ? I quickly scratched that away when we got to the hospital and that I stepped out of the car. It was still there, even worse than before if that was possible. I gladly let the lads carry me, barely noticing who was holding me. Once we were in the tiny room, I thought I had been through hell already and that it was over. What a joke. The door flew open and I saw him.
My first reaction was to hide under the covers, but that would've been cowardise, and way too easy. Maybe he had forgotten me ? The second his eyes met mine, I knew he didn't. Actually, he looked almost pleased to see me, and that's what scared me more than anything else. The smile playing on his lips while he made his way towards me, and that one simple sentence that sent shivers - that really bad kind of shivers - in all my body.
-Well well well… Nice to see that pretty face of yours again, Niall. Hope you had a nice time in those what… Ten years hmm ?
I was screwed. What could I answer ? The boys were all watching me, waiting for me to answer, Cassie was bitting on her lip hard, playing with her fingers, and her dad was... Well if looks could kill, I would be long gone. Come on Niall, go for it.
-Um, n-nice to see y-you too, Håkan... Um, d-doctor J-Johans-son...
I might've seen a flash of surprise in his eyes, his light blue eyes, as cold as ice, but it was gone the next second. He nodded, then sighed before totally changing is face. He turned round to see his daughter and said a few sentences in what I guessed was Swedish, before turning back to me, a... Smile ? on his face.
-So Niall, tell me what your problem is.
I was gobsmacked by his change of attitude, what the hell just happened ? First I thought he was about to kill me, and now he's... Well, kind and bubbly ? That's when Liam decided to pop into the conversation. Thanks budy.
-We think he has a dislocated knee, sir. He already had problems like this one, but it looks more serious this time. We didn't touch it that much, we just took his pants off to avoid any type of friction, or complicate things if it started to swell.
Håkan looked at him and nodded, before grabbing a file and starting to fill in some stuff.
-Good, that was smart of you... At least one of you is responsible enough. Not the case of teenagers usually. So, let's take a look at that knee.
He dropped the file on the nightstand and bent down to my knee. The second he touched it, I bit on my lip to suppress a moan and clutched my hands on the sheets. But it didn't go unnoticed.
-It hurt that much ?
-Yeah...
My voice sounded so weak, I hated it. It was only a dislocated knee ! Though a little voice in my head kept whispering that there was more and that it was serious. The surgery-needed type of serious. He carefully touched my knee again, and that time and couldn't keep it in. I screamed, throwing my head back against the wall. Pain, pain, pain. My eyes were squeezed shut, I couldn't concentrate on anything, my mind was blown away by all this pain. But when someone gently shook my shoulder, I had to open my eyes again. Håkan was facing me, a very serious face on.
-Niall, this is bad. I'm gonna call another doctor to help me, and we're probably going to have to take you to surgery as soon as possible. Your friend went to call your management to update them.
I felt sick the second he talked about management. They would be so mad. I was ruining their plans, I was drawing attention on us, it was bad publicity. Some fans would get worried, rumors would start the second the press would know I was in hospital, people would camp around the hospital, and it would end up in a terrible mess. All because of me. I only realised I wasn't breathing enough when Håkan shook my shoulder again, bringing me back to reality.
-Niall ? Don't worry about the rest. For the moment, you only focus on yourself. Nothing else matters, right ? And if you have problems with that management of yours, I'll take care of that...
-Cause nobody messed with a Swedish guy. I remember.
He smiled for a second, and I heard someone coughing. It reminded me that there were still three of the lads and Cassie in the room. Things were getting slightly awkward when someone knocked at the door and came in without waiting for an answer. A woman, followed by another one. She shook everyone's hand, introducing herself each time, nodded towards Håkan before turning to me.
-Hello mister Horan. I'm doctor Torres and I'm an orthopedic surgent. I'm gonna take a look at your knee okay ?
Oh no, not okay, not at all. I shook my head and tried to sink in the matress, throwing the covers over my legs to hide my knee.
-Oh Niall, please, don't start...
Harry came next to the doctor and bent down, so he was eyes-level with me. I know I was being childish, but I always was when I wasn't feeling well. And Harry was always the one to make me stop, I never knew how he did it, but it worked.
-Just think about it. All you knee's problems will disapear, and I promise I'll make you your cake. You know, the chocolate one...
-With all the smarties on it ?
-Yes, with the smarties on it, and that chocolate frosting we brought back from the US, remember ? The one you kept nagging us about, until we went to buy like what, twenty tins ?
I didn't notice Harry nodding to the doctors, I was lost in my memories.
-Ooooh yes, the red tins... They were nice. Will you put loads on the cake so the smarties won't fall ?
-Sure I will. And I'll let you lick the spatula when I'm done. And the bowl too, but only if you share a bit with me.
-Fair enough. But what will we... OUCH !
I looked behind Harry to see that Torres woman, both hands on my knee, an apologizing look on her a face.
-I'm sorry mister Horan, but I had to. At least I can know assure you that you need surgery, and right now. Here's the paper, I'll let you read them while I call a nurse to give you some medicine for the pain. It was time, I thought. She handed me a few sheets before turning to my "public".
-Okay folks, everyone out, you won't help him by staying here. We will keep you updated.
-You better do, Louis muttered.
She went out of the room and Liam came back, phone in his hand. He didn't seem well, his face was pale and his brows furrowed.
-Management isn't sure about the whole surgery thing. They want to talk to you Niall, and see if you can wait next year for it.
I didn't have to time to reply, Håkan had grabbed the phone and stormed out of the room. I immediately turned to Cassie, who was at the far end of the room, just like she didn't felt she was fitting here.
-Cassie ?
Her eyes shot up to me, and she answered my question before I even asked it.
-You're his patient, Niall, before being... Well, you. And his patients are sacred. He'll do anything for you while you're injured. But as soon as you're heeled and fine, that's gonna change.
Oh, great. A nurse came in, and it was becomming quite crowded in the room. Not that I minded. I didn't want to be left alone with that doctor. Torres. Even her name was scarring me. The nurse came to me, smiling. She was cute with her dark hair up in a pony tail and her brown eyes, but she was a nurse. Therefore dangerous. She was reading the file Cassie's dad had filled in before, when she suddenly looked up at me. She then looked at the guys, who were whispering things to each other. Then back to me. Then back to them.
-Well Cassie, you never told me you were friends with One Direction !
-I'm not friends with them, I work for them.
-Work for them ? Seriously ? I never thought of you like that...
Harry and Louis burst out laughing, just like Cassie. Zayn snickered, while Liam and I were left shocked. What the hell ?!
-Well Sofia, you know me... Never enough...
Okay, I was beyond shocked. In my head, Cassie was still as innocent as she was when she was ten. Apprently it wasn't the case anymore.
-Oh by the way, I have a lot of stuff to tell you, and some nice things to show you. You know what I mean.
The nurse, Sofia from what I've heard, winked at Cassie before fiddling with some needles. Wait. Needles ?! God no...
-Can't wait to hear about it darling ! So... Niall, give me your hand please.
-No.
She looked at me surprise, and Harry, who was still the closest to me, sighed heavily.
-Niall, c'mon...
-I promise I won't do anything to your precious hand, that I won't sell the needle that went into your skin and had your blood in it, and I'll make sure you don't get hospital food but some from that Italian restaurant at the end of the street, okay ?
-Deal.
I gave her my arm, watching carefully as she pinched my skin, then puting the needle in. I didn't feel anything, which was quite surprising. But when the liquid ran through my veins, it started burning. I shifted a bit, not liking this weird sensation.
-It's gonna pass soon, don't worry. And then you're gonna feel like you're high and everything's gonna be beautiful around you. The dose doctor Johansson prescribed you is actually a lot for someone your age...
She hadn't finished her sentence that I was freaking out. What if he wanted to kill me ? Oh my God, that's it. He wanted to kill me and he was in the best position to do so.
-But nothing to worry about, relax Max ! So no if you could all leave, I know you don't want to let your pretty little friend on his own, but believe me, in a couple of minutes he won't feel alone anymore. So say goodbye, kiss each other, do whatever you wanna do... Yeah.
Each of the boys gave me a bone crushing hug that I appreciated more than usually. They all smiled to me before heading for the door, looking over their shoulder "one last time" at least ten times. The Cassie came next to me and just smiled, before kissing lightly my hair.
-It's gonna be fine. Don't think about it okay ?
-Yeah well waht should I think about instead ?
She came even closer to me, her lips grazing my ear.
-Ever wondered what those sparklng dots up there are ?
And with that she left, pushing the lads out and silently closing the door. I closed my eyes when something poked my cheek. I opened one eye, then the other. Sofia had her face just above me, staring at me.
-Yes ?
-Oh, nothing. I was just checking something.
She wrote down something on het note pad, checked something on the bag full of liquid that was hanging next to my bed and finally closed my file. She put it back on my nightstand and she was leaving when she turned back to me.
-Oh, Niall ? Don't fall in love with her. Just don't.
And she left, leaving me alone and stunned.
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