hotel room 108 [narry au]

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chapter thirty-seven

N.J.H.
Never alone. The word never meant more to me than they do now. I lay with Harry in silence, the way we had been for over ten hours. It's weird, the situation we're in. I never thought I'd be involved in such an insane caper.

"You okay?"

For the fifteenth time, I answer,

"Yep, peachy."

It seems like our conversation has transitioned to monotone,

"When's Louis coming?"

"A few minutes. He and Zayn just wanted to get food."

"Okay."

He gets up, leaving me to sink into the mattress. I hear him shut the door to the bathroom and I sigh, dragging my hands across my eyes. This is killing the two of us, and I can feel our relationship draining away along with our happiness. I close my eyes, feeling them ache as I only let my ears function. I bite my lip harshly, trying to stop the tears from escaping my eyes.

"Niall?"

I open my eyes quickly, looking at Harry, Louis and Zayn. I guess they came while I was trying to calm myself.

"Yeah?"

Louis looks at me, hurt by what he saw,

"Guys what's going on?"

Harry and I barely hear his question, as we only look at each other.

"Let me heart up some hot water first," he advises. I nod, and he takes my hand, leading me out of our bedroom.

•

"Louis, we think that Stan was lead on to attack you."

He sets his mug down, licking his lips nervously as his fingers fold in. I see Zayn reach for his hand almost immediately, and suddenly reassurance sinks in. I know Louis is in good hands for now.

"What do you mean?"

"At your party, there was a girl. Her name was Gwen. She was on her phone, and she was using it so secretively, so I grabbed it, just to see if she was doing something bad. Stan was texting her, and someone is paying him, her and three others to attack you guys."

"As in, Niall too?" Louis asks.

"I'm not sure..." I hear Harry murmur, "I mean--"

"I can't believe this is happening," he whispers, gripping his lip with his top teeth. I reach over to take his hand, but he whips it away from me,

"No you don't get it..."

Tears fall rapidly from his eyes and my mood goes from neutral to extremely worried. What we thought was going on, obviously isn't the truth.

"I was talking to him..." He sobs. The three of us practically fall out of our chairs at Louis' sudden admission. He covers his face with his hands and cries into them,

"Please don't be mad I me I swear I didn't know this was gonna happen I swear I-I--"

"Louis--Lou!" Zayn tries to calm him down, as his sobs make the rest of our voices inaudible. I hold my head as Harry wraps his arms around me. We both watch him try to calm down my best friend as he cries himself to insanity.

"When were you talking to him?" he tries again as soon as he has Louis crying quietly into his shoulder.

"Bef-f-ore I met you," Louis whimpers, "Niall was out and I was really depressed and for some reason my first instinct was to call him and--I'm sorry!"