Heartbreak Weather -N.H

sweet relief*

Chapter 23

February 5, 2019

Skylar's POV:

It's Tuesday.. a shitty day of the week honestly because it's still the beginning. Harry's party was Friday and I'd like to say I had fun but honestly, I don't remember anything. I remember everything until after I drank the shots Harry and Brynlee brought back to me. I can't ask Harry or Niall because they don't remember shit either. It's honestly terrifying having no idea what I did.

When I woke up that next morning Niall was in my bed next to me. He was curled up in a little ball with no blanket. I felt so bad. Harry didn't even make it to his room because he was passed out in the hallway by his door. Brynlee and Rylan were in the guest bedroom. Kiara was on the couch downstairs and Liam somehow slept on the stairs. Kiara, Brynlee, and Rylan seemed to be the only ones functioning properly.

No one really stayed long after they heard Harry wake up and start vomiting everywhere. Even though I had a terrible hangover I took care of my best friend. Niall was knocked out for hours. He finally woke up and found Harry passed out in the bathtub. Harry kinda just chilled in the tub once he figured out he wasn't going to stop throwing up any time soon. I haven't seen him that fucked after drinking in a long time.

I'm interrupted from thinking about Friday night when Niall snaps his fingers in front of my face.

"Petal you are really starting to concern me with all the dazing out you do." He places his hand under my chin tilting my head up. I instantly feel warm from his touch. He looks down at my lips then back up to my eyes. He drops his hand back down and just stares at me.

"I'm starting to think you have a staring problem sunshine." I tease knowing damn well I stare at him just as much.

"Love, I think you have the staring problem." He raises an eyebrow at me. What do I have to do to get him to call me love again? I'm in way too deep already.

"You know, I was thinking..." I start saying.

"About what?" He sits down in front of me and places his hands behind him to lean back on.

"Harry's party... and what you said at the party." I begin to bring up the situation.

"Skylar, I said a lot of things. You're going to have to be more specific." He tilts his head back and forth waiting for me to speak. I'm nervous to say it.

"When what's his face showed up." I say and Niall chuckles at how I chose to name him. He looks at me waiting for more details. My hands are suddenly sweaty. Why is this affecting me so much? It's Niall.

"What you said to him after you pulled him away from me." I spit out finally. He smirks at me and shakes his head.

"What did I say?" He smiles wide. He knows exactly what he said. He just wants me to say it.

"Niall don't mess with me. You know what you said." I lean over my knees to get closer.

"What, me saying that you're mine?" He smirks up at me as he's leaning back. "I know you're not but I wanted him to leave you alone." He gets serious. I feel relief but sadness at the same time. What the hell am I feeling? Am I happy or sad? Both? I lay back on my bed and let out a groan.

"Hey what's wrong?" Niall grabs onto my legs.

"Nothing." I place my arms over my face feeling confused.

"You're lying." He squeezes my leg.

"Am I?" I question myself out loud.

"Just talk to me." He says and it warms my heart. I'd rather just brush past this and not make him feel weird. With that being said I respond with "I'm okay."