Broken Home - Narry (Sequel to DFWML) --quite slow updates--

Chapter 16 - Made It Clear, She's Still Here, Are You Listening Now?

could be a little bit triggering in the beginning? Just Harry's thoughts tho, nothing happens my dears, stay safe my babies 😘😊:)
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-Harry-

It's nice to wake up to Niall cuddling me, opposed to his decision last night not to. I wake up to him snoring his adorable head off and holding my waist tightly, his arm holding me in place as if I'm going to roll away from him. I also wake up to a lovely text message from Gemma saying she and Angel are going out all day. Another day without Angel. Not that I don't love my daughter, she just gets very tiring.

Whilst Niall's asleep, I decide that I will peek at his arms, check he hasn't hurt himself, sneakily in the night or anything, because I wouldn't forgive myself if he did. I gently take his arm and roll the sleeve up a tiny bit stopping every now and then to distract his sleeping figure by playing with his hair. I inspect the arm thoroughly and it's just white scars, nothing new. I do wish I could have been there to stop him, I know I'm the cause and I feel unbelievably guilty when I think about him, by himself, upset and probably confused. I should have helped him sort himself out instead of hurting him more, I can't believe what an ignorant fucker I was. To do that to him. But I have him now and I am not letting him go again.

I let out a little relieved breath as I place his sleeve back down and quickly check his other arm and again, it's the same, white scars, with a couple deeper ones, still red and still healing. A couple blanket marks on his hands and skin as well, from where he must have been sleeping, he always looks incredibly cute when he sleeps smushed up against me with his hair wild and all over the place.

He sighs in his sleep as I gently run my hands through his hair and massage a little at his scalp to rise him from his sleepy state. I'm bored and I need someone to talk to.

After around five minutes he stretches as he must finally feel my hands moving, his arms push out, then finishes his stretch before collapsing back against me, and moving my hands back to his hair. I chuckle a bit but move my hands through his hair once again.

"Morning love," he hums as an answer.

"Are you feeling okay?" I ask him and he nods. He doesn't wanna talk just yet and that's understandable, he's always loved his bed, "Well Gemma has got Angel all day again. So we have to whole day to ourselves," I say and smile when he opens one eye to look at me and mirrors my smile.

"I just wanna stay in bed all day," he suggest and I nod in agreement. We can stay in bed all day. Sure. I can do that.

"Okay."

He sighs and stretches his arms out and his legs, being the adorable Niall I know him to be, he always makes the cutest noises when he stretches in the morning.

He looks up at me and smiles, "I love you Harry, lots and lots," it makes me smile knowing he never stopped caring.

"I love you lots and lots too," I say with a laugh.

"Good."

"Fine."

"Awesome."