I Hate You~Narry (Completed)

Drunk

Harry's POV:

Niall was has been at work all day. I had the day off so I have been by myself. I have been trying to keep myself busy by cleaning the house, while I waited for Niall to get home. The night was coming to an end, he should be home any minute. I was currently in the middle of a movie when my phone when off, signaling that I had a text. I sat up to pause my movie and grabbed a hold of my phone. 

From: Nialler

Going out for pints with a couple of the lads. Be home later. Don't wait up. Love you. x

Great. I can not believe he is going drinking again. I don't expect him to never drink again, I just thought he would take a break for a little bit. He knows his limits.

To: Nialler

Okay. Have fun. Don't be out too late. Love you too. x

I never really drink that much, but when I do I usually stick to one drink. I'm a lightweight. The complete opposite of Niall. During holidays is when the drinks fly in the bin. I usually have to watch Niall when he drinks. So him going to the pub makes me nervous. I just wish that he would stop. I am constantly worrying about him, maybe a little too much. 

I set my phone down on the table and grabbed the remote and laid down back on the couch. Niall told me not to wait up for him but I wanted to, I wanted to make sure he was safe. I played the movie again. Against my will I fell asleep around 1:30 am. 

I was woken up by someone whispering in my ear and shaking my shoulder roughly. 

"Haz, Horald wake up." Niall giggled. "Harold!" He giggled again. I groaned. I was a little mad that Niall woke me up. His breath reeked of alcohol. I pushed Niall's face away from mine as nice a possible. I sat up turning my attention towards my phone. 

"Niall it's almost three in the morning." I huffed. "You're drunk." 

"I am not drunk. m'Niall." He laughed. 

"Sober you is so going to get it." I huffed. 

"There is two me's! I have a twin! Why didn't you tell me?" Niall started to cry. I rolled my eyes. 

"Come on, you're going to bed." I made a move to go pick him up but he pushed my hand away.

"I can walk myself." Niall got to his feet. He took his first step and fell into me. Luckily I caught him and stayed balanced. "Harold, I can't walk." Niall sobbed clutching on to my shirt for support. I picked him up and brought him upstairs to bed. I helped him out of his clothes before tucking him in. 

"Goodnight Niall." I kissed him on the forehead. Turning around but then was stopped by Niall's voice making me turn back. 

"Do I really have a twin?" I thought I should just play along. 

"Yep." I smiled.

"What is his name?" 

"Nate."

"Who is older?" 

"He is." Niall looked like he was going to cry because I just told him his non existing twin brother is older than him.

"Why didn't Greg tell me?" Niall sobbed. I almost lost it there. I tried to keep a straight face but it has been proven to be a little difficult.

"I don't know love. You will have to talk to him in the morning." 

"Okay." Niall pouted. 

I should be angry at drunk Niall but I can't be, he is just too funny. I have time to be mad at sober Niall in the morning. If there is one thing that I learned tonight it is that; Niall is very emotional when he is drunk.