cigarette daydream ✧ harry au

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harry

I walked into my apartment after my classes. I threw my books on the table. school had been quite boring. especially since Logan hasn't been at school for the last few days.

I've been worried about her, but I figured she didn't want to be bothered so I haven't gone over there. I haven't seen Niall, but a few times. he never said anything about her so I guess she was fine.

I haven't looked in her room. she was probably in her bed and I couldn't really see her bed at the angle.

I just want to talk to her, see if she's okay so I decided to call Niall. listening to the dial ring made me even more impatient. eventually he picked up.

"hello?" he said into the phone. finally.

"hey, Niall. what are you doing?" I asked.

"I'm about to go to class. why?" he said.

"um, I was just wondering if Logan was okay. I haven't seen her at school." I said.

"she's really depressed. I was actually just about to call you." he said.

"oh. why?" I asked.

"well, Scott isn't here so I was gonna ask if you could come over here and hang out with her. I don't want her to have to be alone." he said.

"okay, yeah. I can come over." I said trying to sound like I was only going to come for her benefit, but I was coming over for more than that. "I will be right over." I said.

"but don't mess with her too much. just be there. watch tv." he said.

"okay. I won't." I said. I stuffed my phone in my pocket and walked across the street and up to their apartment. I felt like I couldn't get there fast enough.

I knocked on the door, Niall almost answered immediately. "I'll be back later. I told her you were coming. she's in the kitchen." he said walking past me. I shut the door behind him.

"hey, Logan." I said.

"hi Harry." she said quietly. she looked really sad and her eyes were a little red, she still looked pretty.

"you okay?" I asked genuinely concerned.

"sure." she said turning away. I huffed.

"you can tell if your not." I said little annoyed knowing she probably wouldn't.

"no, I can't." she sniffled.

"you don't have to be strong for me. I already know you are." I said. I walked up behind her and placed my hand on her back, rubbing it around in small circles. she turned around and wrapped her arms around me. I'm not used to comforting and I'm really sure if I'm good at it. I was willing to try though.

"I'm so sad." her small body clung to me as she cried. this is the hardest thing, listening to her cry. especially about someone else. it felt like a big weight on my chest hearing her soft cries.