Deception

Chapter 41: Hidden

Previously in Deception:

Before heading upstairs, I grab an icepack for Niall's cheek and he follows me up. I settle him into the guest room and hand him the icepack.

He shakes his head and I roll my eyes.

"It's swollen Niall, I need you to ice it!"

"Nope, not unless you do it." He grins.

"You have got to be kidding me." I mumble as I take a seat next to him on the bed and press the icepack harshly against his cheek. He winces and laughs at me.

"Maybe if were lucky it will snow sometime this week." I mumble awkwardly and Niall nods. I pull the ice away from his cheek suddenly at the sound of his phone. He fumbles inside of his pocket and stares at the caller I.D. for a moment.

"Who is it?" I whisper, leaning into him.

"I don't have the number saved." He mumbles.

"Are you going to pick it up?" I whisper and he looks at me.

"You do it."

"Me? Why?"

"I don't know! Just pick it up." Niall shoves the phone into my hand. I bring it to my ear and listen, but nothing.

"Hello?" I finally say nervously into the phone.

"Oh perfect, just the person I needed to speak to. The person that is staying with Niall without even asking me. The person that says bullshit like it's piece of cake. Hi Charlie baby, how you doing?" I hear a voice on the other line and my heart freezes. His words are slightly slurred as he chuckles which is never good. His accent seems thicker and angrier than it was this morning.

"Harry?" I gulp.

Chapter 40

"Harry it's not what you think." I immediately say, something lurching inside of my stomach. I set down the ice pack and press the phone harder against my ear.

Right at this moment, Niall smiles next to me and lets out a large, exaggerated moan. I look at him, awestruck and bring my hand to his mouth to stop him from making sexual noises.

All I can hear is heavy breathing on the other line. I am hoping he may have fallen asleep or can't hear Niall's mumbling.

Niall bites my finger and I scream.

"I'm coming to get you." Harry finally says and I realize that he was on the phone the whole time.

"No, Harry. Please let me explain."

"Did you fuck him? Are you fucking him right now as we speak?" he accuses angrily.

"What? No!" I breathe into the phone as Niall laughs behind me. I turn around and flip him off as I walk out of the room.

"I am booking my flight right now." He slurs and I frown.

"I hear noise in the background Harry. You are not at home therefore you aren't booking a flight. Are you seriously out at a pub right now?" I furrow my eyebrows.

"Maaaaaybe." Is his response followed by a hiccup.

"You're preposterous." I sigh, shaking my head.

"I am preposterous? That sounds like a type of disease." He chuckles and I hear his breathing increase as a glass clatters from behind him.

"You're a disease to me. Please Harry, take a taxi back to your place and go to bed."

"I am a disease?" he says and I can practically see the smile on his face through the phone.