Niall's Insecurities

Niall is getting hate and can't take it anymore and ends his life


1. Niall's Insecurities

Niall sat on the foot of his
bed, clutching his phone

He swallowed the lump in
his throat as he slowly
clicked onto his Twitter

He took a deep breathe and
began reading the first few
messages he saw.

"Niall, you don't deserve to be in
"Niall, you're ugly!"
"Eww, how did you make it into the
"Just die, ugly."

Each message caused a tear to form
in his eyes. Each message added to
the growing hatred he had for

He tossed his phone
onto the bed and stood

He walked over to his
mirror and looked at

'Pathetic.' He thought as his first tear
rolled down his cheek. 'You are
worthless. Just like they all say.' He
continued, bashing himself inside his

He clenched his fists as
he felt more hatred
growing inside.

"Niall?" A voice asked from the
hallway. He immediately wiped his
eyes, turning to see Harry walking in.

"Don't you ever knock?" Niall asked,
avoiding Harry's stare. "I thought I
heard you crying. I wanted to make
sure you were okay." Harry replied,
stepping closer.

Niall stepping back, not wanting his
puffy eyes to show. "Niall.." Harry
whispered, catching glimpse
anyways. Niall let out, unable to fight
the tears anymore.

Harry immediately embraced Niall,
allowing him to cry into his shoulder.
"Shh, shh. What's wrong, Niall?"
Harry asked, patting his back. "Harry,
why does everyone hate me?" Niall
asked, still sobbing.

Harry took a deep breathe and
looked over to see Niall's phone on
his bed. "Niall, we told you not to
look at that!" Harry said, looking into
Niall's eyes.

"I know. I just wanted to know what I
did wrong! Why does everyone hate
me so much?" Niall asked again,
stepping back once more.

Harry pushed his hands through his
hair, looking down. "Niall, they're just
jealous. They want the life you have,
and they can't have it. Don't believe
anything they say."

Niall walked past Harry over to the
window. "Well, I don't get why they
have to be so mean. I just wish they
knew how much it hurt." Niall
whispered, placing his hand on the
cold glass.

"Niall, how about we forget about all
of that for the rest of the rest of the night? I'll go
get the lads, and we can watch a
movie. Can we try that?" Harry asked,
walking over to Niall. Niall looked at
the floor and nodded.

"I'll be back in a minute." Harry said,
turning for the door. He slid out into
the hallway, closing the door, leaving
Niall alone.

Niall immediately picked up his
phone, scrolling back through the
messages. He read more of the hate.
He quickly typed in a message of his

"I hope you're all happy. You're
finally getting what you want."

He hit send, then threw his phone
down. He walked over to the door
and locked it, blocking anyone from
entering. He leaned against the wall
and began running his hands
through his hair.

He sat there for a few minutes, letting
his thoughts run through his head.
He then heard the door knob
jiggling. "Niall, open up!" Louis' voice
demanded. Niall stood up and
walked to the bathroom door.

The four boys began banging on the
door, demanding for entry. "Niall,
why would you tweet that!? Open
this door!" Liam shouted, pounding
the door harder. Niall walked into the
bathroom, opening the medicine

He quickly grabbed a small yellow
bottle, unscrewing the top. He
immediately poured a handful into
his hand, ignoring the boys' pleas.

He shoved them in his mouth, forcing
them down painfully. "Niall, now!"
He heard Harry shout. Immediately
after he heard a loud smash. He
peeked out and saw the boys
stumbling in through the broken

He instantly felt his head begin
pounding. His throat began to feel
dry, and the world started to turn.
"Niall, what did you do!?" Louis
asked, running in. All of the boys
followed, dropping their jaws.

They saw some spilled capsules lying
on the counter top. Harry jumped
forward grabbing Niall's head. "Spit
them out!" He shouted, opening
Niall's mouth. Niall attempted jerking
away from Harry's grip.

The rest of the boys gathered around,
attempting to force Niall to spit them
up. Niall only pointed to his throat,
slowly loosing his grip on what was
happening. "Niall, c'mon!" Zayn
shouted in tears.

Niall slowly began to see darkness.
"Niall!" The boy's shouts became
muffled. "Niall, please!" He faintly
heard. He felt himself fall to the
ground. Hands covered his arms,
Shaking him.

By the time he was at the hospital,
they were to late. He had slipped

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