euphoric (n.s. AU)

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*Niall's POV*

I took a deep breath before slowly opening the door and peeking in. Sean wasn't in sight so I let out a sigh of relief before walking in all of the way and quietly shutting the door behind me. I set my backpack on the floor by the front door and walked to my bedroom, jumping slightly when Sean was sitting on the bed, his arms crossed tightly over his chest. His dark blue eyes boring into mine, his soft black hair messy on top of his head.

"Hi Niall." He says, smiling at me. I purse my lips and look around, trying to collect myself before responding.

"Are you going to fucking say hi back?" He asks, making me jump slightly. As I feel goosebumps begin to form over my pale skin, I rub my arms and nod at him.

"Hi." I whisper, giving him a sweet grin. His smile returns as he stands up and wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me in tight. His hair smells like he just finished showering, and his body smells like his familiar cologne; the smells feel like home to me, no matter what.

"So what did you want?" I ask him, looking up at him while our bodies are still pressed together in a tight hug. He looks down at me and places a kiss to my forehead, before nuzzling his face in my hair.

"I wanted to spend time with you." He says, pouting slightly. I subtly roll my eyes and untangle myself from him, walking towards our bed and ripping my shoes off. He notices my shift in attitude and narrows his eyes at me.

"Why? You never want to be around me." I shoot back. I clear my throat after, surprised that I raised my voice at him. No matter how angry Sean makes me, or how small I feel when I'm around him, I've never once shouted at him.

"Did you just, yell at me?" He asks, leaning his head forward while walking in my direction. I swallow the lump in my throat before shooting him the sweetest smile I can muster.

"I'm sorry. I'll spend time with you." I whisper, holding my arms out to him. He rolls his eyes before he stands in front of me. He places his cold hands on my shoulders and pushes hard, making me flop down on the bed in a lying position. He slowly crawls on top of me, keeping eye contact the entire time.

*Harry's POV*

After a long, boring, lonely drawn out day, it's finally time to leave. I huff loudly before packing up my stuff and walking down to my car. The wind is pulling at my body ever so slightly; the clouds look like it's going to rain. I smile to myself as I find my car in the overcrowded parking lot, using the key fob I retrieved from my pocket to unlock it. After climbing in, I check my rear view mirror and a chill runs down my spine. It reminds me of the vision I had the other day; the one where my reflection showed me something completely false. I shake the thought from my mind, instantly thinking of the small blond boy again. For some odd reason, the thought of him calms me. I shove the key in the ignition and put the car in reverse, my thoughts lingering on Niall the entire drive home.

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When I get finally get home, I kick off my shoes at the door and make my way to my room. Marissa is laying on the bed in a sports bra and shorts, her headphones sat on her jet black hair covering both of her ears. She's typing away on her phone, her legs are crossed and bent behind her as she lays on her stomach.

"Hey." She says, moving one headphone to the side to hear my reply. I nod my head at her and she rolls her eyes before returning the headphone back to its place on her ear. I strip down to my briefs before ruffling my hair gently and slipping in bed beside her, turning the other way. I've thought about bringing up my vision to Marissa, but I haven't in fear that she'd accuse me of dreaming it all, or being crazy. I know that she's understanding and kind, but it's hard for me to talk about it when I hardly understand it myself. Marissa's voice brutally interrupts my train of thoughts.

"Harry? You alright, love?" She asks, setting her phone down beside her and removing the headphones. I contemplate pretending I'm asleep, but decide against it.

"Yes." I answer in a fake sleepy voice. She sighs before turning off her bedside light and cuddling into me, her warm petite frame against my larger cold one. I've never been an extremely affectionate person and Marissa knows that; it goes as far back as my childhood. My mother was a very busy woman, often leaving my sister and I in the hands of an au pair. They were all incredibly kind, but none of them were very affectionate - not that I expected them to be. So in my grown life now, I find it hard to show love in the physical sense. I make it up to Marissa in other ways, though, like acts of service or gifts. She, on the other hand, is very, very affectionate. She tries her best to respect my boundaries, but people need physical touch sometimes, and I can't deny her of that all of the time.  

"What's bothering you?" She asks, twirling my hair between her fingers. I lean into her touch slightly, letting out a deep sigh.

"It's nothing, really. I'm just tired. It was a busy day." That was a lie. For some reason, I was very worried about Niall. It's not that I care for him, because I don't. Its just - I don't want him looking any worse than he already does. Kid comes in with a new bruise each day. I just assume he's clumsy, because that's what he's told me; and I don't want to assume it's anything else, given that all of my assumptions of him thus far have been completely wrong. My mind keeps drifting to how distraught he looked during that phone call. It makes my heart lurch slightly.

"Oh." She says, flipping around and scooting away from me. The new distance between us gives me a sense of relief, and I cuddle further into the plush blanket that covers me. 

"Just go to sleep, Harry. He will be fine. You'll see him tomorrow and he'll be okay." I tell myself over and over. My mind can't help but think of every possible scenario that he may have gotten himself into, but I force the thoughts out of my mind. It's none of my business what he does during his free time.

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