Midnight Falls/ h.s. (UNDER CONSTRUCTION)

Part 2

(Okay so in this story Liam and Niall are blood brothers so Niall is actually Niall Payne and Liam is the same. Just clearing that up!)

(Harry's POV)

"Liam have you seen Niall? He said he was going to the bathroom like ten minutes ago," I said.

My friends Liam and Niall invited me to a college ball game and my friend Niall has been gone for a bit longer than expected.

"Maybe he got lost in the crowd coming back?" He responded.

I shake my head.

"Liam it's not like the America's ball games. These aren't crowded at all. There's at least 30 people here."

He sighs in defeat.

"Right. Come on let's go find him."

I followed behind him as we climbed up and down the bleachers to the mens bathroom.

We walked through the door to see Niall putting...gel in his hair?

"Niall what are you doing mate?" I ask.

I must've startled him since he jumped back when I spoke.

"Uh it's nothing Lads," he said nervously.

Nervous tone eh? He's hiding something.

"Niall let us know what you're really putting that stuff in your hair for." Liam spoke.

Niall put the gel down.

"Okay fine. I'm meeting a girl here. I need to look good, alright? Also, I didn't tell you guys because I knew as soon as she got here you would do stuff to embarrass me."

Me and Liam looked at each other and back to Niall.

"Ooooh Liam you know what that means?"

"Niall has a girlfriend Niall has a girlfriend!" We both chanted.

"Stop that already! Besides Harry you're the oldest here be mature!" He pouts.

"And you're the youngest here so deal with it!" Liam said.

"Quiet Payno at least I can keep a relationship since I don't go on and mislead every girl friend I have had."

Liam rolls his eyes.

"You know you're a Payne too."

Niall sighed as Liam continued.

"And oh please. You're just jealous because I actually can get girls easily. Now how long did it take for you to grow some balls and to actually ask her to come here hmm?" He teased.

Niall sighed.

"Getting her here has nothing to do with getting into a long relationship that I can keep. Besides proving that you get girls all the time shows how much of a fuckboy you are an-"

"Woah woah okay let's chill out here," I called out.

Niall crosses his arms.

"Fine Niall. We will leave you be with your little crush. Let's go Liam. Back to the game."

"Fine. Just wait until we get home and I swear I wi-"

"Liam!" I repeat.

Liam huffed and followed behind me back to the bleachers.

"What was all that about? You can't go telling Niall that he needs to get more girls. He's gonna think he's cool like us and want to join our crew."

"I know but it's just sad that he can barely get a girl. And when he actually does she's ugly as f-"

"Liam okay I get it. Niall isn't exactly a ladies man. But to protect him we're not going to tell him to act like us. Okay? I mean come on he's the youngest he still has to learn what it takes." I state.

As Liam shakes his yes because I'm always right, we continued to watch the game.

(Mackenzie's POV)

I'm still in my bed trying to get more rest since there's nothing else to do. There's a few board games in the closet but you need two people to play. And Harry's not here. Also, he's never played a board game with me so why would he want to anyway?

I got out my journal instead.

Yes, I keep a journal to write in for my free time. Which is basically every second of summer until school starts. But it keeps me doing something and I can write down how I feel and check back in on a different day and see if my feelings have changed since then. Kind of like a time capsule but shorter.

"Today, June 18th 2015

Dear journal,

Today I did the usual. Missing Harry for some company around the house, slept in and now writing in this journal.

I hope one day that this daily schedule changes into something more fun and exciting. Kind of like my birthday which is coming up in a month and a half. I can't wait to be 15!

It won't be a big change to be frank.

Age just defines my number of years I have been on this earth. How amount the number of years until my freedom in unleashed to me?

Daily Mood: Sad/ Anxious"

I close my journal and put my pencil in the pocket on the front cover.

It feels good to write my feelings out so I can express how I feel without the need of people to listen. All I need is me and my journal from this point. I don't know where I'd be without it.

All of a sudden I heard the front door open.

"Mackenzie are you here?" I heard Harry call.

"Like always!" I responded.

I sigh as I say that. I wish I could go out and do something with someone just like Harry. It's like Harry doesn't have freedom but at the same time he does.

He works his ass off for 5 days straight in his 2 jobs and then he comes home on Friday just to leave again to be with his friends.

I wish I had that life. Yeah a couple jobs but at least I'll be doing something. And even better, earning my own money.

I could go out for a job when I'm fifteen but I also don't communicate well with others. They hear me say one thing but it comes out another. They don't understand me.

I am strongly useful with my vocabulary but I mean come on It's not that hard to sit back and listen to what I'm saying so you CAN understand.

This is exactly why I have my journal.

Because I don't need others to listen. Because I'll be writing. Never talking.