Nefarious [h.s]

Chapter 57.

"Zayn, you know, you make the best food." Niall says with his mouth full of bacon. 

"I am the only one that knows how to cook, Ni." Zayn sets a plate of bacon in the middle of the table. We all sit around the table eating. 

Times like these, everything feels okay. Harry and I are even closer than we were before. I understand him. I can see him. I think that scare Harry, being vulnerable. But I'm trying my best to show him I am here for hi. I'm not here to hurt him. If only he knew how much I actually care.

"I actually feel alright today." Liam adds in. "My side doesn't hurt as much."

"Who-" Louis starts.

I look at him confused from across the table.

"Asked." He finished. Everyone just went silent. Louis sits cackling in his chair, smacking the table like he just said the funniest thing ever.  We all stand up from the table and part ways, keeping Louis alone at the table. "Admit it! It was funny!"

"It really wasn't, tommo." Niall shakes his head disapprovingly. "And I know jokes."

I follow Liam and Lynn to the couch. Liam lies down and lifts up his shirt, giving Lynn access to remove his stitches. I cover my hands over my eyes as I wait for her to finish taking them out. 

"It feel alright still?" Lynn asks, throwing the stitches and stuff away. 

"Yeah, thank you." Liam nods his head. He has a small scar on his side. I think it has heeled nicely. 

"I'll make you some tea. I'll be back." Lynn stands up, walking away to the kitchen. 

I wait till Lynn is far away enough to the point she can't hear me. 

"You have a crush don't you." I snicker, looking at Liam. He snaps his head back to face me, looking away from Lynn.  

"You think that, why?" He crosses his arms. A light tint of red appears on his cheeks.

"Don't play dumb. I know that you know I see it." I thin my eyes. 

"Ah, you caught me." He lifts both arms into the air. "Say something and I'll tell Harry you love him."

"Why would you tell him that?" I lean against the back of the couch. I watch Harry as he talks to Niall about something. He makes eye contact with me and gives me a wink before looking away again.

"Because I know you do. The way you look at him, there is no way you don't. I have seen you watch sunsets. You look at him the same way you look at sunsets. I like Lynn, but you are in love with Harry." 

"Have you ever thought about being a therapist or something?" I look at Liam. He rolls his eyes and gets up from the couch. 

"You should tell him." He notes. 

"I can't do that." I say truthfully. I don't even know how he feels. I haven't known Harry that long. I don't want to say it and him not feel the same and then it's just awkward. 

"Why not? If you don't, you'll spend the rest of your life thinking what if." Liam walks away into the kitchen, grabbing a cup of tea from Lynn. Maybe he is right. 

**

The whole day has been pretty boring. We all just hung out around the house. After that chase after the penthouse, we all decided we should probably lie low for a bit. Let it cool down. 

We all just sit, relaxing in the living room watching television. 

I jump to the sound of the front door flying open. Niall stands in the doorway holding bottles of alcohol.