Narry Story

Chapter 28

Niall's Pov:

I was sitting in my room, contemplating if I had done the right thing.

I had just wanted to take the attention away from James, but I might get written up now.

My first ever infraction in my life.

I had never gotten in trouble in my whole life.

Except today, I just hoped they wouldn't be too severe on me.

Since it was my first offense.

So I sat in my bed, staring at the ceiling.

James wasn't back yet, and I guessed he was still in therapy.

He was showing he was being good again.

I hoped he wouldn't put me in that situation again.

James came back into the room, and sighing sat down on his bed.

We didn't talk, and stayed silent.

"Niall," James asks nervously.

James had never been nervous around me ever.

Even on the first day, he was a chatty Kathy.

"Thanks for distracting them," James says thankfully.

"No problem that's what friends are for," I respond kindly.

James smiles at me, and starts flicking through a magazine once again.

Just like that, we were friends again.

I guess we hadn't really not been, but I hoped James would get back on track.

I would watch him, if I had to.

Just so he wouldn't make a mistake like before.

Because if I had to tell I would.

I wouldn't let James die, no way in hell.

Then without warning, James turns on the small radio.

"You listen to pop music?," James asks curiously.

"I'll listen to anything," I mutter, jumping down off of my bed.

"Good," James smirks, and starts dancing around the room.

I just look at him like he's crazy.

I wasn't a dancer, but James grabs my arm.

Then forces me to dance with him.

We are laughing hysterically by the end of it, and I end up tripping and land right on James.

Which was embarrassing for both of us, and I quickly try getting up.

But my hands are stuck under James's back.

"James I'm stuck," I say shyly.

"Okay hang on," James chuckles, and rolls over standing up.

I free my hands, and start blushing.

Why was I so shy around James?

He intimidated me that's why.

Then James starts screaming lyrics into his hairbrush.

I'm surprised none of the nurses came running.

I couldn't help but laugh.

James made me feel like I was weightless, and my weight didn't even matter.

So I started singing to the songs too.

Soft at first, because I was nervous for someone to hear me sing.

"Aw Nialler you have an amazing voice," James teases, pinching my cheeks.

"Sure," I say rolling my eyes, playfully swatting his hands away.

"No seriously," James says.

I nod, and pretty soon the nurse comes back.

"Niall Horan the therapist wants to see you," The nurse explains, waiting for me to follow her.

Oh fuck.

I was in trouble for sure, that's all I could think.

I didn't want to go with her, but I had no choice.

"Good luck," James whispers, turning off the radio.

I felt like I was walking to my doom, and didn't say a word.

What was he going to do to me?

I hoped I didn't get kicked out, or worse.

So I followed slowly behind the nurse, and held my breath the whole time.

Yep I was freaking screwed.

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