7. Niall's POV
~Three Weeks Later~
I opened my eyes and yawned. I checked the clock, 10:00am. I go downstairs and noticed all but Nina was at the table. "Where's Nina?" I asked.
"She's still asleep." Louis tells me. I nod get some serial. After I finished, I decided to check on Nina.
I open the door to Nina's room a crack. She was sitting on her bed, hand on her face. "Nina, what's wrong?" I asked.
She looked up at me, tears streaming down her cheeks. "M-my hair, its f-falling out," She stuttered.
"Oh sweet heart." I whispered and put my arms around her for a hug. She put her arms around me, and curled her fingers on my shirt. I kept rubbing her back in soft smooth circles, hoping that would calm her down. Several minutes later, Nina pulled away, and thanked me. I gently wipe away her tears.
"Are you hungry?" I asked her.
She nods her head. I take her hand and walk her to the kitchen.
As Nina ate, the doorbell rang. "I'll get it," Liam spoke.
A few seconds later, he reappears with Lura, Nina's mom. "Hey sweet heart, how are you doing?" Lura asked her eighteen year old daughter.
"I've been better." She responded.
The room stayed silent for a few seconds before Nina's coughs broke it. I was immediately by her side and rubbing her back. "Sorry, I swallowed wrong." Nina apologized.
"You don't have to be sorry love," I tell her.
She gives us a weak smile before finishing her breakfast.