Shattered || Narry

{28}

Niall

I don't know what time it was, but it was still dark out and I found myself sitting on the dock in only a sweatshirt of Harry's while holding a cup of tea. I knew the sun would be up soon, but I wasn't sure how long. I also didn't know why I was up at this hour, but I was.

I let Harry sleep because he had to drive for a long time yesterday to get here; to get us both to someplace safe. Surely, I didn't want to be alone out here, but I knew no one would hurt me. Harry's nearest neighbors were far across the lake. And for all they know, Harry hasn't been here in six years.

I mean, we wouldn't be in this mess if Miss Swift, Zayn and Louis had kept their mouths shut. Or maybe if I hadn't run out of the charity like I did, Harry wouldn't have to be afraid to go home because of the police and because of the reporters. It's all my fault.

I sighed and sipped at my tea slowly as I let my toes barely touch the water. All that could be heard was the waves gently hitting the shore and the nature life surrounding me. I almost didn't hear the sliding door on the cabin open or close for that matter.

"Baby boy?" I heard Harry call out from behind me, but I didn't turn around. "Sunshine, what are you doing out here all alone?"

I could hear him walking up the dock now and moments later, he was sitting beside me with his own cup of tea.

"I was just..." I shrugged. "...thinking, I guess."

"About what, Ni?"

I shrugged again then leaned into Harry.

"I was just thinking about us I guess...and how seriously fucked up our pasts are..." Harry shifted uncomfortably and I sat up. "I-I didn't mean to make—"

"No no, baby. You didn't offend me. I know what you meant. You lost your mother at a young age and that's when everything changed for you. And I lost my family not that long ago and that fucked me up greatly. I did things I shouldn't have done and I hurt so many people..." I leaned into Harry again and he put his arm around me. "I regret the things I've done to people, Ni. I regret the things I've said to people...most importantly my parents..."

I then looked up at him to see his eyes closed.

"Harry?"

He hadn't opened his eyes nor had he answered me. I just watched him as he was slowly breathing in and out. The sun was rising now and was shining on the both of us; warming up our bodies.

"Harry...baby? Are you okay?"

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at me.

"I just miss my parents...and my sister...that's all." He let out a shaky sigh. "But I have you...so, I'm good." He softly kisses my lips then stood up. "Cmon, sunshine. I'll make you some breakfast."

I stood up from the dock with him and we headed inside. I had closed the door behind us as Harry immediately headed for the kitchen. He began to pull out some pans from the cupboards and breakfast items from the fridge.

I suppose I could have stood there and just watched him cook breakfast, but I'd probably just distract him and we'd somehow end up fucking on the kitchen island. I'm sure Harry wouldn't mind that happening cause I sure wouldn't mind. In fact, I'd love it if that happened. But...I feel as if Harry and I should put off having sex for awhile. The timing is all wrong and well...he's not in the best place right now. And from looking at him right now, he's pretty vulnerable. He kept wiping his eyes and sniffling. He missed his parents and sister so much; I couldn't do anything to make him feel better. I couldn't bring them back. I couldn't help him go back in time to make them stop from driving here. I couldn't do anything but just be here and love him.