'Strong' A Niall Horan Fan Fiction

“It’s not about the destination, it’s about the journey”
Niall Horan looked like a normal teenager, with his dyed blonde hair and brown roots that was always up in a high quiff unless it was stuck to his hair with sweat after lacrosse practice, to his bright blue eyes that were always bright with happiness.
Niall Horan acted like your normal teenager, going out drinking with his friends, partying ‘til early hours in the morning and sleeping with different girls whenever he felt like it. Most people thought he was just not a ‘relationship’ kind of guy but they had no idea…
Niall Horan was adored by all. Girls wanted him, Guys wanted to be him, Teachers thought he was a Saint, they never fully understood how he kept his good grades and led the team to victory EVERY single time he was led on to the field.
Niall had a secret though…he WASN’T a normal teenager.
Niall had a secret. A secret his family, his nine best friend’s family and him shared....

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15. Chapter 13-Revealing The Past

  Chapter 13 of ‘Strong’

                                                                               
                                                                                 
‘ Words like a loaded gun
                                                                                  Shot out from a fire tongue’-
                                                                                                                                       Avalanche, Nick Jonas f.t Demi Lovato




Sophia P.O.V
 
 
 
 
Amela, Harry, Niall, Louis, Eleanor, Liam, Zayn, Perrie and I were currently situated in the waiting room waiting on news about Kayleigh. We didn't know how she fell, what caused her to fall or what damage falling has caused to her; all we knew was that something was seriously wrong with Kayleigh and none of us knew what that was. None of us were allowed go with her but that didn't stop Amela and where a wolf goes the pack follows so we all skipped the rest of the day and quickly drove to the hospital. Surprisingly Niall was too quiet to argue with us.
 
 
Poor Amela was pacing back and forth on the ward floor mumbling 'This is all my fault. Why didn't I notice? This is all my fault.'
 
 
The longer we were being left waiting, the more restless Amela was getting and to the worst possible scenarios our minds were taking us. After another hour of waiting, a tall man with a freshly shaved face and a white coat walked towards where we were sitting.
 
 
"Kayleigh Long?" He called causing us all too quickly stand up and shout out 'We're here!'
 
 
He walked over to us with a grim look on his face, "Are you family?" We all shook our head. The doctor looked down at his notes before looking back up at us. "You might want to take a seat." Some of us sat while others remained standing but the doctor took a seat.
 
 
"Before you all turn any paler, Kayleigh is okay." Some color came back to Amela’s face but she still remained sickly pale. Hearing our silence, the doctor continued. "Usually I wouldn't tell this to anyone that isn't family but we can't get in touch with Kayleigh's parents and there is a signed form stating that whoever is with Kayleigh is to be informed on her well being."
 
 
Before my mind could wander as to why Kayleigh's parents would sign such a form, the doctors’ dry cough brought my attention back to the situation at hand.
 
 
 Looking at the doctor, I knew how nervous he was by the sweat forming on his forehead. He kept coughing almost as if he was trying to waste time while he thought of the phrasing of what he was about to say. He kept shuffling in his seat and opening his mouth just to close it again. By the end of analyzing all his actions, I was just as worried as Amela was.
 
 
Unbeknownst to herself, Amela seemed to have had enough of the doctor as she snapped: "Just spit it out!"
 
 
Instead of looking at Amela in shock like I knew the others were, I just smirked and stared ahead at the doctor. The doctor hesitated for a minute before he informed us on what was going on with Kayleigh.
 
 
"Kayleigh collapsed due to exhaustion and lack of nutrition. We can presume she has collapsed before due to the multiple cuts and bumps on her head. We are positive she is exhausted and lacking nutrition due to sleeping issues and, an eating disorder. Due to the lack of anything but water in her system, we believe she has been starving herself for quite some time now." I felt my heart crack and my eyes water. I knew from how Amela suddenly slumped down in a chair that she was mentally blaming herself for not realizing anything. Beside me I heard Niall mumble: "This is all my fault." I turned my head to him and pulled him into my side as he had sat beside me when the doctor started talking.
 
 
After giving us a minute to gather our thoughts, the doctor continued, "I understand some of you are probably blaming yourselves but this is not the first personal issue that Kayleigh suffers through. We have found numerous fresh cuts and old scars all along her thighs, stomach and arms. She has been in hospital before for attempted suicide. She has not met with a councilor since she has moved here so none of this is any of your fault. She suffers with severe depression, anxiety and insomnia; not seeing a councilor in months has taken a toll on her. We will be keeping her here for quite some time and she will have to go back to counseling before she is fully released."
 
 
The only thing that followed the doctors’ statement was silence and shock. Nobody, not even Amela, had expected this. I personally couldn't wrap my head around this whole situation.
 
 
My brain was full of questions like:
 
How did I not notice?
 
How could she be so harsh on herself?
 
Could I have done something?
 
How did she always seem so happy...?
 
 
Amela broke the silence first: "Can we see her?" She asked, shocking us all. The doctor looked down at the file in his hand before he looked back up and started to speak. "Usually, we prohibit this but I feel she needs to know there are people that care for her-especially during this tricky time."
 
 
 
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As we edged closer to the room Kayleigh was staying in, we could hear screaming. The doctor ran ahead of us and we all quickly followed. We all arrived in the room on time to see Kayleigh being restrained. My heart clenched as I watched her scream, toss and cry.
 
 
Images of the day I first met Kayleigh flashed in my mind. If I had known then what I’d be seeing now, maybe I could have helped. I would have never guessed that that bright pretty girl in front of me then would be this screaming crying girl begging the doctors to let her die.
 
 
I turned and curled my body in to Liam's as tears poured out of my eyes. I tried really hard to block out Amela's crying, and Kayleigh's screams and begging, and Niall's shallow scared breath, with Liam's shoulders.
 
 
My tears and Liam's shoulders blocked out the doctor asking us to leave and Amela having to be pried of a bleeding Kayleigh–As she got out of the doctors restrains and opened back up her scars–and the doctor escorting us to the waiting room and Amela being given a sedative to calm down and Niall storming out to shift as he blamed himself for Kayleigh starving herself.
 
 
Once I lifted my head from Liam's shoulder I looked around at my friends and I only then realised how much Kayleigh meant to us and how bad this situation was.
 
 
 
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After we had all calmed down and Kayleigh sedative began to wear off we all returned to Kayleigh's room. We walked carefully into her room seeing she was still asleep. Amela was the first to sit-She sat directly beside her on the bed. She picked up Kayleigh's lifeless arm and held it to her mouth. She kissed it as tears started to fall down her already damp face. I personally felt like I had just disturbed two sisters having a personal moment. I truthfully never knew just how close Amela and Kayleigh had got in such little time.
 
 
Watching the scene in front of me truly broke my heart and I only then realised how hurt Kayleigh must have been to do this to herself knowing she could cause this much damage to other people. Nobody would want to put others through this if they could stop themselves.
 
 
 
 
Harry's P.O.V
 
 
 
 
I instinctively walked over to comfort Amela. I wrapped my arms around her like I've been wanting to do for a while. She turned around and clinged to me, Kayleigh's hand still in hers. Due to how close I had got to Kayleigh recently this was hitting me hard but I knew I had to be strong for the others.
 
 
Amela took her head out of the crook of my neck to face Kayleigh again. I’m not sure if she was talking to me, the others or herself but her words broke my heart:
 
 
"She said she was okay. I noticed she didn't eat and that she was very serious about covering her sleeves but I just thought she was insecure..This is all m.y fault!"
 
 
"No..It's not!" Kayleigh whispered squeezing Amela's hand. Amela looked towards Kayleigh with tears in her eyes while I just stared at Kayleigh in shock. I could tell the others were all I’m shock by the way the boys stared at her with shiny eyes and how the girls attacked her with teary eyes.
 
 
Kayleigh let out a hiss and stared down at her arms. It suddenly clicked in my head that Kayleigh hadn't just been starving herself. Kayleigh quickly tried to brush it off by saying she just felt weak but there was officially no way of fooling us.
 
 
"This isn't your fault Am," Kayleigh started probably hoping to divert everyone's attention from her wrists to Amela-I knew it didn't work but for now we dropped it.
 
 
"I got bad again...I haven't talked to anyone in a while and I guess I didn't notice the triggers...This is all me: if you had tried to stop me I would of only pushed you away and dig myself deeper. You have me a friend; I could never repay you for that.
 
 
At this stage Amela was in pieces. She leapt from my embrace leaving me cold and attacked Kayleigh in a hug being careful of her wrists and stomach.
 
 
"Ah," Kayleigh's doctor said as he entered her door with a nurse trailing behind him, "You're awake: good. You had us all worried-you've amazing friends, you know." He said walking towards her.
 
 
'Please don't be one of those people-I'm not in the mood" Kayleigh spoke, for the first time I've heard her speak dismissively and rude.
 
 
The doctor nodded towards her with a smile before he turned back towards us. "Kayleigh suffers with serious insomnia. Due to her not visiting her doctor she hasn't been receiving her medicine meaning she's getting little to no sleep and no nutrient-due to her anorexia-leaving her grumpy and snappy." He explained.
 
 
"Excuse me, I am not snappy! If you want to see snappy keep talking Mr. Know-It-All! Who do you think you are! If I weren't barefoot, I'd beat you with my shoe!" Kayleigh snapped making my eyes widen. Don't get me wrong-I always knew she was quick with comebacks and she liked speaking with violent phrases but this mean side was completely new to me.
 
 
"Save your energy please, Ms. Long. I've been in contact with your parents-" I'm positive China heard Kayleigh suck in air loudly almost as if she were breathless, "they shall be here tomorrow. I'd like you to stay here a few more days so we can stabilize your weight and get your body used to eating again-That will be extremely long and painful, just to let you know. I have also rang the local mental health centre and your first appointment is set up. You are to continue taking your medication and we recommend you clean your cuts daily." The doctor finished. He waited for questions or protesting but when he heard nothing he left.
 
 
"Kayleigh darling, I just have to check on your cuts and then I'll be out of your hair, is that okay?" The nurse asked. Kayleigh nodded like a little girl after knowing she'd done wrong.
 
 
Kayleigh looked at us expectantly. We just stared back. Once she knew we weren't catching her drift she continued, "Do you mind leaving for a few minutes?" Amela was the first to protest.
 
 
"He'll no girl! We're all in this together. I'm not even leaving you alone to pee!" Amela exclaimed with a dead serious look in her eyes. Reasons like this were why I loved Amela: She was so caring and super hot when she's stubborn.
 
 
Kayleigh let out a shaky breath and held her arms out for the bandages to be removed. Words can't even describe the pain that filled each of us as we each saw the hundreds of horizontal cuts on both Kayleigh's arms. Some were old but most of them were so fresh they were still dark red and weepy.
 
 
Kayleigh looked away in shame which truthfully caused my heart to squeeze more than it did when I first saw her scars. I could tell she knew it was wrong and I hoped she knew she didn't deserve it but self harm was an addiction, and as much as she didn't want me involved, I was going to be there to help when her off.
 
 
After everyone had recovered from their shock and the nurse had Kayleigh all clean, Niall asked for a moment alone with Kayleigh, shocking us all and leaving poor Kayleigh terrified.
 
 
 
 
Kayleigh's P.O.V
 
 
 
 
I watched in shock and horror as the other left leaving me alone with Niall. The hairs on my arms stood up as I thought of all the possibilities he could call me. The stinging sensation from my inner arms reminded me there was nothing left for him to call me that I hadn't heard before. This was both relieving and heart wrenching.
 
 
 
I watched in shock and horror as the other left leaving me alone with Niall. The hairs on my arms stood up as I thought of all the possibilities he could call me. The stinging sensation from my inner arms reminded me there was nothing left for him to call me that I hadn't heard before. This was both relieving and heart wrenching.
 
 
Niall slowly walked towards me after shutting the door behind the others. I gulped in fear and unknowing. Instead of Niall spitting out venomous words, he broke down in the chair beside me. In all my life I've never once seen a boy cry-Even when I wanted them to...
 
 
"I'm so sorry! This is all my fault. I never meant for any of this to happen. The second I met you I felt like there was a magnet between us-there was something pulling me towards you and repelling me from you at the same time. Instead of figuring it out, I just tried to get you to leave to spare me the time. I didn't think any of this would happen. Shit, I'm so sorry!" Niall spilled causing my eyes the widen. Through all of this he kept his head down but I knew he was being genuine-I just knew it. I slowly but surely reached my handout for his. Seeing my struggle, he wiped his eyes, took my hand in his and gave me a small smile. He quickly lost that smile as he looked down at my scars and cuts-yet another stupid flaw I had.
 
 
"I can't believe I did this..." He said almost in tears. "You didn't," I said, the first time I've properly spoken to Niall as a feeling human being, "I did: my addiction did. You just three fuel on the fire."
 
 
"Do you think we could try? Being friends? You have always seemed like an amazing girl-I'll figure out what's repelling me, we'll sort it out. What do you say?"
 
 
"I'd like that, but let’s keep the safety on that trigger you call a mouth, yeah?"

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