Hugs Of Perfection-Narry

Best friends?

Harry's POV

"He what?!" Louis gasped.

I had told him: the passing out, the eating disorder, the getting sick.

"Shh," I pointed to the still asleep Niall in my arms.

"Sorry, I just- I'm such a bad friend."

"No, you- just be there for him now, okay? He really needs you right now."

"Who?" Niall mumbled sleepy, rubbing his eyes.

"Hiya, how are you?" I asked softly, brushing a strand of hair out of his face.

"Hurts less, better," Niall grumbled, still not fully awake. He cuddled in my chest a little more, not aware of his action.

"That's good! So... Wanna drink something or eat a little? Maybe a cookie? You don't have to, it's okay if you don't want to. But a glas of water should be possible," I tried to make it sound as casual as possible.

"Mmm, don't know..." Niall murmered.

"I think you could try," I bargained.

"I think so too."

"Huh?" Niall's head turned to the side. He looked at Louis, first in shock, then in confusion and lastly with anger.

"You left!"

"Wha-" Louis seemed to not know what was going on.

"You left! Harry could've starved with those bandages! You were supposed to take care of him so that he could rest! He had to take care of me instead because I passed out in Front of- Liam and Zayn had to witness all that while you were happy, lovey dovey out with Josh! Do you even care?! I asked you something! Hey, do you even-" With that Niall's voice cracked and he started to cough.

I looked at Louis, and with an exchange of looks he hurried to get Niall something to drink.

"Hey, hey. It's fine, calm down. We are all okay, we're all okay. Shhh it's alright" I drew circles on his back with my fingertips.

"It's no-" Another voice crack.

"Here some water," Louis offered the glass.

Niall took it with shaky hands, taking a few sips before handing it back. He didn't look a Louis once, not even a little glance. Then he noticed his position on my lap and blushed.

"I'm sorry, I- I'll just," He tried to stand up but his legs didn't fully support him yet and his knees gave out.

Niall's POV

Was I passing out again? Or was it just being weak? I knew I would hit the ground at any given moment so I closed my eyes, not wanting to see the ground come closer. But I never fell to the ground. Someone held me up, pulled me to the sofa again. The grip was tight but not too tight. Tight enough to not let me fall down again.

"You can open your eyes," A voice I knew all too well, close to me said.

Opening my eyes I saw Louis, still with his hands wrapped around my torso to hold me steady. I tried to push him off, I really didn't want to be close to him right now. He made me so angry. How could he just get here without any apology at all?

"Nie-" He began.

"No, no nicknames" I cut him off, trying to get away again. This time I succeeded but ended up sitting in the middle of the sofa without any sort of comfort or someone to hold my dizzy body upright. This caused my to almost fall forward but Louis catched me once again.

"Get your hands off me!" I spat at him, standing up with shaking legs but standing up after all. I walked to the stairs, just wanting to lay in my bed and to get away from my best friend, who messed up once again.

"Nie- Niall, you won't make it upstairs right now. Not on your own. Please let my help you at least," Louis pleaded.

I knew that I probably wouldn't make it upstairs but that still didn't mean that I had to go with him.

"Harry? Can you help me upstairs?" I spoke loud enough for him to hear.

He partly walked, partly jogged over to me and nodded before shooting an apologetic smile at Louis. I didn't know why, he hadn't done anything wrong. Before I could even take the first step Harry decided to just pick me up.

"Your or my room?"

"Damn, take me out for a date first," I joked, making him laugh.

"I'm sorry but I still need an answer," He smiled that cute smile.

Cute? Wtf Niall?! He was just my good friend. But it wouldn't hurt to- Oh my god just shut up. I squeezed my eyes shut for a second, trying to block out all the thoughts.

"Niall? Are you okay? " I opened my eyes to see a worried Harry.

"Yeah, yeah. Oh and my room," I tried to give him a convincing smile.

"Alright princess," The curly lad spun me around for a moment before carrying me to my room and putting me down in my bed.

"Need anything?"

I thought for a moment. I really wanted some cuddles but I didn't want to make it awkward so I shook my head.

"Just some water maybe."

If he came back we might be able to cuddle. I knew he was a great cuddler. Just those arms that hold you close and those shoulders that you can perfectly rest your head on and- oh god shut up.

"I'll gladly bring you that. Oh and just so you know, Lou did apologize and he even brought some chocolate. Those classic 'Sorry-pralines', you know?" Harry's voice cut through my thoughts.

I nodded my head, I was too tired to listen to Harry's tries of defending my best friend. I felt him pulling the covers over me and whispering a quiet 'Have a nice nap', then he left my room.

Louis' POV

I really fucked that one up. This wasn't like my first fight with Niall. We often argued about a prank that had apparently gone to far or stealing his food but never this much. He had never pushed me away and refused to let me help him. I get that I really should have noticed earlier and that I shouldn't have gone out with Josh, leaving Harry here alone. But why won't he just let me apologize?

"Lou?" Harry's voice interrupted my thought process.

I hummed without looking up, still feeling upset about messing things up.

"So... Do you wanna bring Niall his glass of water with medicine and maybe a little snack?" Harry smiled at me, this kind of uplifting smile. The kind of smile someone gives you when they try to make you feel better about something.

"Would he even let me in?" I laughed dry.

"Hey come on. I get that you're upset and I also get that he's angry but you are best friends. You make this kind of thing up and then put it behind you. Now, do you wanna bring it to him?"

I weighted my options for a while before going to the kitchen to find a glass and some snack.

After a while I had a glass of water with the headache pills and a little bowl with cut fruit in it ready. I slowly headed to Niall's room, almost ditching a couple of times. I knocked on the door and held my breath.

Nothing.

"Niall?"

Silence.

"Niall?" I might have panicked a little at this point.

Still nothing.

I ripped the door open to find Niall.

Sleeping.

In his bed.

Letting out a sigh of relief I sat down beside him and mentally prepared myself for what was about to come.