where were you? || ziall

it'll be okay.

Today 3:54 PM

niall:  I hate you. God I hate you. You made me believe that we could actually be something again. You played with my emotions and you better think twice if you think that's okay. One day this shit is going to be bite you in the ass.

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Niall

"Niall? Please let me in, your mum and I are worried about you."

"Please, Harry, I need to be left alone,"

"I can't leave you alone and I won't. Please, Niall. This guy isn't even worth it,"

Niall sat up right walking towards the door, opening it, "it's not even about that, Harry!"

"Really? Cause what I can see you're mourning over a boy who doesn't mean shit." Harry crossed his arms over his chest

"I'm just upset I let myself get played again by him..." Niall looked down, hugging himself.

Harry sighed, pulling Niall towards his chest. He rubbed his back, creating small circles at the bottom of his back. Niall had his arms to his side not even trying to hug Harry back, he let out a shaky sigh nuzzling his head into Harry's neck.

Harry grabbed Niall's arms and rapped it around his torso, swaying them back and forth. He kissed the top of Niall's head and walked them towards the inside of Niall's room and sat them both down on his bed. He let go of Niall and pushed him by the shoulders so he can get a good look of Niall.

"What happened?" Harry whispered.

"He lied to me again," Niall mumbled, looking down, "I um, I saw his Instagram bio thing and it had a date and girl's name with hearts, and I don't know. I just felt stupid for trusting him again. I thought we could've been something again, you know? But I was wrong. This doesn't even matter, I don't know why I'm telling you."

"If it doesn't matter then why are you upset about this"

"I- I don't know, okay?"

Harry took a good look of Niall and noticed that his hair was a mess, his clothes were stained and he had a weird odor radiating off his body. He had bloodshot eyes, that no longer shined and were surrounded by dark circles beneath his eyes. It's an understand meant that he looked tired and broken.

Niall and Harry's eyes locked for a second until Niall looked away. He didn't want Harry to see like this; vulnerable and sensitive.

"I think it's better if you leave, Harry. Please, I'm okay. You can tell my mum I'm okay as well, I just need to be alone for a little bit more," Niall whispered.

Harry looked unsure, but nodded hesitantly. He stood up from the bed looking at Niall for a few seconds and walked towards the door.
His hand reached for the door handle and he stood there, thinking everything through. He opened the door slightly and looked back at Niall who had his head down playing with the hem of his shirt and rubbing his eyes every few seconds. He let out a deep sigh and walked out of Niall's room.

"How's my baby doing?" Maura asked concern.

"He's fine, Mrs. Horan. He just needs to be alone for the mean time. Please, if he doesn't come out of his room by tomorrow afternoon, please don't hesitate to call me."

"Thank you, Harry. Niall is very lucky to have you as friend, and so am I." Maura pulled Harry into a hug, squeezing him tightly.

......

It was late at night when Niall was starring at his ceiling. He had a blank look on his face and he didn't know how to feel.

He didn't know how to react.

His phone dinged, announcing he had received a message.

"Please don't be from, Zayn."

Zayn: Niall? Are you okay? You haven't been answering my texts all day... Did I do something wrong?

Niall rolled his eyes and left him on seen, locking his phone and throwing it on the table.

"It'll be all okay. I was okay after he broke my heart for the first and I'm going to be okay now." Niall said quietly trying to convince himself.

Deep inside he knew that he wouldn't be okay, not for a while.

......

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