"Niall, stop yelling!!" I yelled back at him.
"NO!" he frowned.
"What is the matter?"
"YOU! JUST GET OUT!!!!" he screamed, pointing at the door.
"You're drunk. You don't know what you're saying," I said, a tear in my eye.
"I know what I'm saying," he suddenly quietened down, "I know what I'm saying. And I don't want you here. Every time I'm near you, I don't want you here because it is too hard. It is too hard watching you love him. You have chocolate on your neck too."
He looked down as I rubbed at my neck.
"Are you okay now?" I asked, still rubbing at my neck.
"You're way off," he half laughed.
"Can you?" I asked.
He got his finger and rubbed at the spot.
I almost leaped of the bed when his other hand moved to my leg. I did jump up when his lips touched my neck.
"Niall!" I frowned.
"Please?" he whimpered.
"Niall," I shook my head.
"JUST GO!!" he yelled.
He threw himself back on the bed and I knew that I had to leave.
Harry was sitting up in the bed when I went back into the room.
"What was with all the yelling?"
He shook his head.
"I'm tired," I frowned, and climbed back into the bed.
"Come here," he smiled, pulling my head to his chest. He switched off the light and I feel asleep.
"NIALL!!" I yelled through the door.
"NIALL!!" Harry copied.
"IF YOU DON'T COME OUT SOON, HARRY WILL BREAK THE DOOR DOWN!!"
Liam's head was thrown back in laughter, "Harry couldn't break a stick."
Harry backhanded him and banged on the door again.
"NIALL!!!!" Louis joined in.
"What was all the yelling about last night anyway??" Zayn asked, not to anyone in particular.
"He was drunk," I answered, shaking my head.
All their heads went down in unison.
"That's it," Zayn suddenly said, signalling Liam to help him.
"Ready? One, two, three!"
They both kicked at the door. It shook but didn't open.
"Again?" Zayn asked and the repeated the action.
On the third attempt, the door finally cracked and fell open.
The bed was empty and there was no sign of it being slept in. His bag was all over the floor. I saw the light on in the bathroom before everybody else. They all followed as I ran to the bathroom.
He was there, his body limp on the floor and small box of pills next to him.
"NIALL!!" I screamed, falling to my knees.
I grabbed my phone and dialled as quick as I could.
"IT'S NOT WORKING!!!" I screamed.
"It's triple 0 Harry," Jorgie sobbed.
She had hold of Niall's head while Liam tried to bring him back to consciousness.
I typed it into my phone.
"Triple 0, what's your emergency?"
"My friend. I don't know if he took something but he isn't waking up. He has a pulse but we can't get him to wake up!"
"Where are you?"
"The Intercontinental hotel in Sydney."
"Emergency crew will be there shortly."
I hung up.
"Lou!! Call the front desk and let them know. Zayn, go find Paul!"
I rubbed circles into Niall's cheek and jumped as his chest sputtered to life. His eyes shot open just as the Louis led the emergency crew into the bathroom.
"Niall!" A tear fell down my cheek as I smile formed on lips.
We had to leave the room as the medical crew worked over him and took him out to the ambulance on a stretcher bed.
We followed them out and Niall managed to croak, "Jorgie." He gestured for me to go to him and I did. I wasn't surprised when he gripped my hand.
"Harry, I'll meet you at the hospital."
He nodded and jumped into the van, following the other boys. I could see the stress on all of their faces.
The paramedic was making me keep Niall awake in the ambulance.
"Just talk to him. Don't let him close his eyes."
"Niall. You gotta stay awake, okay?"
He nodded and kept his eyes on me.