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*Niall's POV*
I took a deep breath before slowly opening the door and peeking in. Zayn 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 and walked to my bedroom, jumping slightly when Zayn was sitting on the bed.
"Hi Niall." He says, smiling at me. I purse my lips and look around.
"Are you going to fucking say hi back?" He asks, making me jump slightly. I nod.
"Hi." I whisper. His smile returns as he stands up and wraps his arms around my waist. I hug him back.
"Well, haha, what did you want?" I ask. He looks down at me and places a kiss to my forehead.
"I wanted to spend time with you." He says. I subtly roll my eyes and untangle myself from him.
"Why? You never want to be around me." I shoot back. I clear my throat after, surprised that I raised my voice at him. He glares at me.
"Did you just, yell at me?" He asks. I sighed.
"I'm sorry. I'll spend time with you." I whisper. He rolls his eyes before pushing me back, making me stumble and fall back on the bed.
*Harry's POV*
After a long, boring, lonely drawn out day, it's finally time to leave. I sigh loudly before packing up my stuff and walking down to my car.
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When I get home, I kick off my shoes and make my way to my room. Marissa is laying on the bed, in a sports bra and shorts, with headphones in and typing away on her phone.
"Hey." She says, taking out one headphone to hear my reply. I nod my head at her and she rolls her eyes before putting the ear bud back in. I strip down to my briefs before ruffling my hair and slipping in bed beside her, turning the other way.
"Harry? You alright, love?" She asks, setting her phone down beside her and removing the headphones.
"Yes." I answer. She sighs before turning out her light and cuddling into me. I'm really not fond of people touching me so of course it was quite uncomfortable.
"What's bothering you?" She asks again, playing with my hair. I 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.
"Oh." She says, flipping around and scooting away from me. I let out a sigh of relief before shuddering and closing my eyes.
"Just go to sleep, Harry. He will be fine. You'll see him tomorrow and he'll be okay." I keep telling myself. After repeating that over and over for about 10 minutes, I finally drift off to sleep.
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euphoric (n.s. AU)
Fanfictioneu•phor•ic adjective characterized by or feeling intense excitement or happiness. "you make me feel... kinda euphoric."