I Hate You~Narry (Completed)

We're Done.

Harry's POV:

"Harry?"

"Niall."

"What are you doing here?" Niall looked really confused and surprised. I didn't give him an answer before I attacked him in a hug almost landing us on the ground. I was a sobbing mess, mostly likely soaking Niall's shirt with my tears.

Niall had dropped the bag he had been holding next to his feet, soon forgetting it. He pulled me away at arm length distance.

"Haz, what the hell is going on? Why are you crying?"

"I-I thought I had l-l-lost you." I hiccuped my sentences being very choppy.

"I don't understand Haz." Niall still looked confused.

I grabbed his hand leading him to the living room. I grabbed the remote that laid on the couch. I turned on the tele, going to the news channel knowing it would still be on there. When something big like this happens it is on the news for like a week. I turned up the volume so Niall could hear it clearly. He listened for about thirty seconds, before grabbing the remote out of my hand and turning it off.

"Haz, I'm fine. So please stop crying." Niall held my face in his face.

"Why were you not answering your phone?"

"I forgot my phone charger at home and my phone died. That is what was in the bag I was holding."

"I'm just glad you are okay. I don't know what I would have if you were on that plane. The lady said that no one had survived. Niall I thought you were one of them." I was now crying of relief. Knowing Niall was safe and standing in front of me. I could touch him. He wasn't going to disappear on me.

"I'm okay. You're okay. We're okay." I nodded my head, satisfied with his answer. "How about we go upstairs and take a nap. You look tired." I nodded my head once again, letting Niall drag me up the flight of stairs behind him.

Niall and I had entered room. I had grown to love his childhood bedroom. There was stuff placed all over the room and on shelves. His giant Irish flag almost covering his whole wall, being my favorite thing in the room.

I laid down. Jet lag and all the crying had made me tired. Niall laid down next to me on the twin size bed. It was challenge to fit two grown men on a twin size bed, but we both managed to fit. He cuddled up behind me, his chest against my back. His arm was also swung around my side. I had missed cuddling with Niall. We stopped being intimate or close with all the fights and arguments that had been going on. It was nice to have the old Niall back. If only for a little bit. We both seemed to be in a better mood, forgetting why Niall was here in the first place.

We had been laying in silence for about twenty minutes. Thinking Niall had fallen asleep. I was about to fall into darkness. Niall spoke breaking the silence. I groaned not very happy at the timing at he chose to start talking.

"Haz."

"Ugh. Can we please talk about this after I take a nap?" I didn't get the answer I was hoping, but a question.

"When are you leaving?"

"Niall, are you freaking kidding me! I left my family in Cheshire to come and see if you were okay. I get no 'Thank you Harry for coming and caring.' but instead I get a 'When are you leaving!'" I was now up and off the bed. I was furious. Was Niall really being serious!

"Harry, I left for a reason. To have some space from you." Niall tried to defend himself, which I might add is only made it worse for him.

"I will have a flight back to Cheshire by tomorrow. Maybe next time I shouldn't care so much." I left the room making sure to shut the door a little harder than necessary, but not to loud that it would alarm anyone else in the house.