Psychotic (Narry AU) [ o.h ]

Chapter 4

Harry's POV

The next time I wake up, I'm in a hospital type bed, the stereotypical white sheets with bright lights above me and white walls.

Propping myself up slowly, I look at the bed next to me to see a sleeping blonde boy, his beautiful features soft and peaceful. His eyelashes flutter slightly on his cheek as he dreams, his button nose scrunched up on the left.

"It's rude to stare, didn't your mother teach you that?" His Irish accent thick and husky with sleep.....and it's probably the sexiest thing I've ever heard.

Heat pools on my cheeks and I quickly glance away not wanting Niall to see my blush. "Well good morning to you too" Niall chuckles out, sitting up in bed.

Not wanting him to see my still red cheeks I looks around for someone, so I can ask when I can leave, but to my dismay I see no one. In the corner of my eye I see a digital clock on Niall's bed stand, it reads 6:45 am. Well that explains that.

"Harry?" Niall muses from beside me, I turn to see him sitting facing me, a worried look on his face.

"Hmmm" is all I give him in return.

"What exactly happened last night?" I knew this was coming but I'd been hoping he'd leave it a while, obviously not. Why, why, why? Why would I have a 'fit', as my mum called them, with him in the room? If it was Ed it'd be fine, but no, Niall had to be there didn't he.

"Ummm" I'm not sure where to start, so I figure I may as well tell him everything. "About, six months ago I had this um, boyfriend" it hurt to say that word in regards to him.

Niall looks confused for a moment but doesn't say anything, just nods, indicating for me to continue.

"J-jack was his name" I can feel tears pooling in the corners of my eyes, but I won't cry, not this time, so I wipe them away quickly. "He was older than me, 19 actually, and at first he was great. He treated me well and respected that I was only 16, 15 when we first started dating. after about a month and a half, he decided to take me out to meet his friends and we went to a bar." I stop, not entirely sure if I want him to know the finer details of my downfall, after all I've only known hum for a day and it's personal. "And lets just say drugs came around and I tried it and liked it - obviously. Sooner or later when I started to become addicted, I tried to stop but it had bad effects on my body". It's not all a lie so it's fine right?

"So what, that's your bodies reaction to not having drugs?" Niall questions me unsure. I know it's bad to lie but if I tell this gorgeous boy everything he'd never look at me the same, he'd never want to get within 10 feet of me.

"Yeh".

Niall just nods, thinking of something. His eyebrows are drawn together as if trying to become one, his bottom lip pulled in by his braces covered teeth, the metal brackets tugging on it sexily making me flustered. He was totally unaware though, too busy with the thoughts running through his mind.

"You boys are up i see" a woman announces her presence as she enters through a door at the end of the big room. She has dark hair and a petite body, and looks quite young.

"Cher" Niall smiles, snapped out of his trance by her - Cher's - appearance.

Cher bustles around the room tidying things up, giving me a dose of some sort of medication, not that I need it but I let her do it anyway. She is full of smiles, and has a cheery voice. Her and Niall share a banter of sorts, joking about how this bed I'm in currently is 'Niall's usual bed'. Millions of questions spring to mind when Cher tells Niall this, a wide smile on both their faces as Niall replies with a cheeky remark, well I think it was cheeky I wasn't paying too much attention.