I Hate You~Narry (Completed)

Bitter

Harry's POV:

I woke up with the sun shining in my eyes though the window were the curtains were pulled away. I turned towards my nightstand where my phone laid. It was 9:15 in the morning. I sat up in my bed, my bones cracked in the process.

I slept in our bed by myself. I don't know if Niall left again or he slept on the couch. I'm not sure, I left him standing in the living room by himself.

I got out of my bed and threw on a pair of sweatpants and made my way out of my room. While passing by the living room Niall was sprawled across the couch, his mouth open drooling onto the couch cushion. 

'He's so cute!' I thought. No Harry you're mad at him.

I made my way to the kitchen to make myself and Niall some breakfast.

Just as was about to plate our breakfast, I could hear grunts and small whines leave Niall's mouth. I rolled my eyes, jerk; that's what you get for coming home intoxicated. I could hear him making his way towards the kitchen. When he was in eyesight, I watched him make his way over to the medicine cabinet. He grabbed two aspirins and a tall glass of water. He took the aspirin and a few more swigs of water, then dumped the rest down the kitchen sink.

Niall wasn't really one to talk when it came to hangovers. He likes it quiet, to get rid of his headache. Not that I was in the mood to talk to him anyways. He rested his bum on top of the counter and watched me plate the rest of our food.

I set a full plate of breakfast next to Niall's resting body. He suddenly seemed more awake.

"Thanks Haz." I nodded my head, then picked up my plate and walked to the living room. Niall was trailing not far behind. I sat down on the couch, Niall sat right beside me. I tried to ignore it the best I could. I don't need to get into another fight.

"Hey Hazza lets watch that one show that you like. I forgot what it's called, but I like it." He said with a mouth full of food.

'Is he seriously acting like nothing happened? This kid has the nerve. He knows what he did and he knows that I'm pissed about it. I can't believe that the next morning he acts like nothing happened. I just shook my head and continued to watch what show was on the tv.' I thought to myself.

"Harry stop with the silent treatment, it's very childish." 

This humored me.

"I'm the childish one! Whenever you get mad u run to the pub and get plastered. I keep telling you to stop drinking and go get help. Niall you're a twenty-two year old grown man act like one!" Niall scoffed leaving his plate on the table and went upstairs.

Niall came back downstairs fully clothed in a pair of black skinny jeans ripped at the knees, a plain white t-shirt, and black and white nikes. He had his keys and wallet in his hand and his phone, which rested in his back pocket.

I didn't question where he was going because I didn't really care at the moment. There were no word exchanged between us. The only thing that was heard was the slam of the door when Niall walked out of it.