Narry Story

Chapter 32

Niall's Pov:

I was numb.

After all that had happened, I couldn't do anything.

I didn't know where they had sent James, but I hoped he was okay.

I didn't want James to die.

I felt partially responsible, because I felt I should have told the first time I found him.

But I didn't want to betray him, so I didn't.

Now look what had happened.

If I hadn't found James, he might have died.

Then I didn't know what I would do.

James understood me in a way, the boys couldn't.

Except for Zayn of course.

None of them seemed to care though, they hadn't visited in awhile.

They all had forgotten about me.

I hoped they were just busy or something.

I was letting my thoughts run away with me, and I needed to distract myself.

The nurse was good at that.

At that moment, the nurse said it was time for visitors.

I looked a mess, and I could care less.

My hair was messy, and I wore stained sweats.

I was more worried about James, instead of my appearance.

I barely had the strength to drag my feet down the hallway.

But I did, and to my surprise Zayn was sitting there waiting.

Zayn was playing with his hands, and gave me a small smile.

"Hi Nialler," Zayn says tiredly.

Zayn always had been attractive, even though I liked Harry.

But right now looking at him, he looked beat up.

Huge bags under his eyes, and he looked gaunt.

His hair was a mess, and Zayn looked like he was somewhere else.

"How's it going?," Zayn asks shyly.

I didn't want to tell Zayn the truth, I feel like it would upset him.

But I couldn't lie.

"I found my roommate passed out in the bathroom," I say, my eyes welling up with tears.

"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry," Zayn says, and gives me a hug.

I'm taken aback, but I accept the hug.

But I noticed something, Zayn felt skinnier than ever.

Which made me worry about him.

"Are you okay Zayn?," I ask seriously.

"I'm fine just a little stressed," Zayn explains, pulling his sleeves down.

"About what?," I ask abruptly, and instantly blush.

I didn't realize how rude that sounded.

"It's okay Niall." "Just this new boyfriend of Harry's," Zayn explains, and runs a hand through his hair.

My heart dropped into my stomach, and I couldn't breath for a minute.

"B-boyfriend," I stutter out.

"Yeah he gives me a bad vibe," Zayn whispers.

I didn't say anything after that, I was too shocked.

I thought Harry liked me, I was so confused.

I was so easy to get over wasn't I?

That was fine, I would focus on other things.

Zayn talked for a little while longer, until the nurse said it was time to say goodbye.

"Well it was nice seeing you Nialler," Zayn smiles.

"You too take care," I say, giving Zayn a huge hug.

I could see the blush on Zayn's face, and I walked back to my room with the nurse.

Dinner had been brought to my room already, and the nurse sat right outside my room.

It wasn't anything too bad.

Salad with chicken, and tomatoes.

With some type of roll.

I rolled my eyes, and knew what I was going to do.

I climbed up into my bed, and opened the place I had hidden my other food.

I opened the crawl space, and hid it behind it.

Then I laid on my bed, and burst into tears.

Everything was falling apart.

It was all my fault.

Another chapter is up. Thanks for reading. Keep reading. Vote and comment below. Have a great day.