The Real Me [Narry] [Narcel]

Chapter 23 - Time

NIALL

A month has passed since Harry came here and we shared how we feel about each other, I said to him that I need time. And right now, I still don't know what to do.

I still in my class and Harry as always needs to dress as Marcel again, I can't even look at him wearing that knowing he made me fall for it.

Harry tried to communicate with me and I felt bad for not replying, why would I? After what he did to me, I don't think I can forgive him..... yet.

Do you know how it feels to love someone that doesn't even exist, But it made me smile knowing I have been in a relationship with Harry Styles but with a disguise.

Enough of that disguise.

"Mr. Horan! Attention on the board!" The teacher scowl at me, I must be zoning out.

"Uhm, sorry sir won't happen again." I apologized and some people just rolled their eyes, Harry just looked at me and I focused my eyes on the lecture.

"It better be." He said one last time before discussing the lesson.

Ten more minutes has passed and I can't really focus on the lesson, I kept thinking about Harry, Harry, Harry and what he did to me. I made sure to look at the board so my professor won't see me distracted by other things than his lessons.

"Ni....." Harry/Marcel said behind me and I just ignore him, I heard him sigh.

Twenty minutes after, the bell rang. I stood up quickly slinging my bag into my shoulder rushing out.

I can feel Harry's presence behind my back knowing he has to sit with me in the cafeteria.

"Niall, please talk to me. Its been a month." Harry said and I turn around to face him, students were going in the cafeteria so some are left in the hallway.

"What do you want to talk about? I said I need time and it seems like your doing a good job at your part." I mocked and he just sigh.

"Listen..." He stop and went close to me but I took a step backwards.

"Do you still love me?" He asked and I just stared at him, not knowing what to answer.

"I-ahm..I...." I stuttered my mind was blocking every answer that is possible to answer.

"Just, answer me." He stared into my eyes and I look back seeing a mixed emotion in him.

"I-I don't know." I mumbled and he pushed me into the locker cornering me.

"You don't know?!" His voice was a bit loud.

"I don't know okay?! You hurt me so much that I don't even know what to do anymore! I can't focus on things I want to do! Because its always you! You! You and your fucking lie Running in my mind!" I shouted and I run crying, I need to find a room where I can be alone, Jude and the others noticed me running and I ignored the call coming from them, I got to the field and sat on the bench, there's no one here and I did what I have to do for the last 4 weeks of my life.

Cry.

I hate that I still love him even if he hurt me so much, I hate that I'm too blind to notice it from the start, I hate it! I fucking hate it.

"Niall?" I looked at up to see Troye standing beside and he held me while I sob into his chest.

"Shhhh, it's okay..." He tried to comfort me and I just shook my head.

"It's not." I sobbed harder, This is the most depressing day of my life.

A few hours passed and I stopped crying, I know I look horrible and I still have class, good thing I don't have class with Harry.