I woke up to agonising pain, the lower half of my body throbbing. I crunched my eyes in pain as I tried to move. Every month I would I get the worst periods ever, my dad always helped me. "DAD" I shouted/screamed. I heard heavy footsteps then my bedroom door swung open, "what's wrong?" He asked rushing over to me, trying to comfort me. "Oh, its your time again" he said. Finally understanding what was happening. I was lying on my front and It was hard to move; dad was rubbing my back. "I'll get you a warm hot water bottle" he said and he got up and headed to the kitchen downstairs. My phone went off, it was just in my reach so I grabbed it and saw a text message from Niall.
'Wanna hang out again?xx' it read.
I would have loved to spend another day with him. Yesterday was a disaster.
'I would have loved to, but I'm really ill xx' is what I relied back.
About 10 minutes later I had no reply from Niall, dad came back. He gave me the hot water bottle, got my supplies and painkillers, then headed for work. I guess mum was already at work so I was home alone.

Just as I was dealing with the pain and about to drift into a nice sleep the door bell rang. I wrapped the duvet around myself and very slowly walked down stairs. I finally made it to the door and the pain had started up again, i opened it to see a very sleepy Niall stood in front of me with bed hair and wearing trackies and a hoodie. He looked half asleep, he walked forward and hugged me. I was surprised and taken back about what was happening, but I hugged back. "Ni why are you here? It's still early" I asked him. "Aye, I know! You said you were ill, so I came to look after you" he said smiling at the end. Showing his white crooked teeth, I let him in from the crisp cold morning that he was stood out in. We went inside, I shut the door and we headed up to my room. Niall walked head of me and he disappeared into my room, I was taking the stairs one by one. He came back to me "why are you being so slow?" He asked, tilting his head in concern. "I told you, I'm not very well" I kind of snapped back. I didn't mean to, it was the hormones.
He had a hurt look on his face, he walked down towards the 3rd step of the stairs that I was still on. He re-wrapped me in the duvet and picked me up, he took me up the stairs and into my bed room. "You have a habit of picking me up" I stated. He chuckled, he put me on the bed and slipped the covers of me, tucking me in. "Period?" He asked calmly. I blushed a bit "yeah, I have always had really bad ones since it started" I said, hiding my face in the pillow. He turned the TV on my wall on and walked to it, setting up the 'pitch perfect' dvd in it. He came over to the bed and slipped his shoes off and got in next to me. "Hurting?" He asked. My head still hidden in the pillow i nodded.

He pulled me into a hug and rubbed my back. I don't know how, but it really eased the pain. A lot. "Helping?" He asked as he felt my relax into the hug. "Yeah, so much" I replied. Happy that I was finally free of pain.
He carried on soothing me, I was drifting asleep. Only waking a bit when Niall laughed at the movie.

It was weird.
I don't ever think I have had a friend that cares like this before and never have I met a boy so cool about periods, Niall knew what to do for some reason. But I'm glad he did.