Chapter 11
*Author's P.O.V*
"The faster I shower and eat the faster he can leave and I can relax. I need peace. I want peace. I deserve peace." Harry says to himself while turning the hot water on.
Ten minutes later he comes out of the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist. He looks in the mirror to see that his hair could use a trim. He mentally remind himself to setup an appointment. He leaves the bathroom and walks to his bedroom. His home is quiet, which makes him think that the blonde either left to get their food or is asleep. He walks into the bedroom then feels someone grab at his shoulders. He nearly jumps ten feet in the air as he let's out a scream. He falls onto his butt in the process of turning around to get his attacker away. The loud laugh that booms through the room let's him know that he isn't in any real danger. It also let's him know that the blonde is on his hit list now. He can't wait to get his revenge.
He smacks away the hand that comes out to help him. He grumbles under his breath while getting up. His eyes glare at the blonde, who wipes away the tears that leaks from his eyes from laughing so hard. He shoves him out of his room then shut the door. He makes sure to lock it so he won't be surprised again. He then starts to dry the rest of his body off. A groan leaves his mouth as he rubs his butt since it hurts from the fall. He walks over to his closet and starts to get dress. He settles for some short shorts and a tank top. He rubs on some lotion and deodorant then puts on his house shoes. A ding comes from his phone, causing him to go over to it.
"Harry, I got you your favorite!" Niall shouts, going over to the front door.
Harry hears his front door open then close but he doesn't make an effort to run out of the room even though he is very hungry. He unlocks his phone to see that he had gotten a text message from Zayn. A smile comes up on his face at the sweet message. He gets another from Liam, which makes him think that Niall must have talked to them. He leaves his room after replying to them with a sweet message. God he really value and love his friends with Niall receiving a different type of love. He enters the kitchen with a loud gasp leaving his mouth. His stomach grumbles and his mouth waters once the smell hits his nose. He puts a hand over his heart when Niall slides him a plate and a drink.
"You honestly didn't have to do that for me. I told you to pick your favorite since you won. I would have been perfectly fine with eating something else." Harry says, taking his made plate.
"I know that but you deserve to be treated plus I don't think you've had Indian food in forever and I like your taste in food so here we are." Niall responds, shrugging his shoulders.
"I'll pay you back as soon as I can because I know you're plotting in your head on how I can repay you back." Harry replies, causing the blonde to shake his head quickly.
"You honestly don't have to. This is what friends are for. You would have known if I was plotting something by now." Niall says while ruffling his hair.
His phone rings loudly in his pocket, causing him to take it out. He answers the call without looking at the name. He regrets that instantly when he hears the voice on the other end. He makes his plate but stops midway once he hears the bullshit. He let's out a fake laugh that grabs Harry's attention. He can see the anger spreading through his friend as he grabs the bridge of his nose. A sigh leaves his mouth as he drops his spoon and turns away from the food. He walks in the living room so his friend won't have to hear or see him upset. The moment he is out of ear socket he starts to say his mind, which isn't pleasant. Ten minutes go by before he walks into the kitchen again ready to hang up right now.
"You know what? I couldn't care less honestly. No. I seriously mean that. Just leave me alone already. It's clear that I want nothing to do with you. Get that through your thick skull." Niall says before ending the call.
"Who was that if you don't mind me asking?" Harry asks, watching his friend put his phone away.
"I don't want to curse your innocent ears with their name so you should know who." Niall answers, putting away his phone away with a scoff.
From that, Harry knows exactly who it was. It was Katherine. Niall's ex girlfriend. From what he remembers, she lied throughout their relationship a lot to save her ass. The blonde found out then left her right after. She's back in town and is trying to befriend all the people she hutt. Harry has meet her and she is freaking beautiful and talented. That still doesn't take away from how good she is at manipulating people. She is the only person that has brought Niall's temper out more than once. He's never seen his friend angry a lot but when he does he wants nothing more than to get as far away from him. He is taken out of his thoughts when he hears a chuckle, making him look at his friend.
"I'm just going to go for a smoke. I'll be back and we can play teams on Smash." Niall explains, pulling out a cigarette and a lighter.
"Good because I'm tired of you dominating me. Now we can work together to dominate other people." Harry replies, wiping away fake sweat from his forehead.
"I think I'll always dominate you because you're just too easy." Niall teases, poking the curly hair male's nose a few times.
"Ok mister tough guy. I'm the only one you can beat since the other guys always beat your ass. I choose not to beat your ass too so don't get too cocky." Harry says, smacking his finger from his face.
"Well now I'm going to go cry and smoke then I'll come back with depression and we can play." Niall states, trying to make himself sound hurt.
Harry nods before watching his friend leave the kitchen. He wants to hug him to try and help him relax but he talks himself out of doing it. There is so much he wants to do but he'll never do it no matter how much confidence he gets. Though he may not want it, he is fine with being in the friend zone. He knows that he'll find someone else and live happily ever after. His green eyes catch the sight of the abandon plate on the counter. He finishes making the blonde's plate then picks it up. He walks to the backdoor then steps onto the porch. He looks in the yard to see Danny napping under a tree. He sits down next to Niall then hands him the plate.
"My mood has been lifted with this cigarette, this food, this view, and you. I wouldn't have it any other way." Niall says, not noticing his friend's mental breakdown.
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