Narry Story

Chapter 29

Niall's Pov:

I walked into the office, and took a seat.

Judas was staring at me, trying to check me out.

"I don't know where to begin," Judas explains.

I didn't know either, for fuck's sake he's the therapist.

What did I know?

I was just a stupid broken boy.

Niall James Horan.

Recovering anorexic/ bulimic.

That's all I would be known as anymore, and it was annoying.

At least to them.

"I'm sorry I walked out of therapy," I apologize.

Maybe that would pave the way a little bit.

"It's okay." "But to heal you need to open up," Judas says gently.

I didn't want to open up, to a bunch of strangers.

The only one who was my friend was James.

I wasn't even comfortable opening up to him completely.

So how in the hell was I supposed to open up to Judas?

Then Judas interrupts me once again.

"I want to help you Niall." "But I can't if you don't help yourself," Judas says sadly.

I can tell Judas was a good guy, who just wanted to help me.

But I have trust issues, because of my absent parents.

They were never there for me, so I couldn't completely trust anyone.

Not even the boys, who actually understood what I was going through.

Especially Zayn.

I hadn't thought about any of them in awhile.

Harry was the one I always thought about.

But I had to focus on the problem at hand right now.

Judas was concerned about me, which was sweet.

But I didn't want anyone worrying about me.