I’m sorry, I can’t do this.
He’ll understand. Niall was sure about that, Harry would understand him. He had to leave him, everything because at the someone gets hurt, always, not matter what. At first Niall felt that he could trust Harry, that everything was getting better. He felt thing he had never felt before for anyone. But this was going to end bad, so he had to leave. And Harry would understand.
It hurt a bit to Niall, having to leave Harry, the beautiful angel that was sleeping in his bed right now. But he had to, that’s all Niall could think about. In some way you could say he was trying to convince himself. Niall left the note on the pillow and placed a soft kiss on Harry’s forehead. “I’m sorry, Harry” was all Niall said- well, whispered- before he left. But what he hadn’t thought was that maybe it would hurt both more if he left than if he had stayed. He hadn’t thought that maybe he would regret it.
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Philophobia - Narry
Fanfiction«I don’t want you to love me, Harry.» «But I don’t love you, Niall. I need you.» Or the one where Niall is afraid of falling in love and Harry is too broken to love anyone, until they meet.
