Chapter 7

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*Harry's POV*

When I came home after work I apologized to Niall and told him that he was neither stupid or childish. I also told him I would try to understand his friendship with Mike, but that he would have to be patient with me. The idea of an imaginary friend is still pretty ridiculous, but if it helps Niall...

So now, I'm lying on the couch, listening to some Mozart and enjoying some Shakespeare. The light in the room is dimmed, even the smoke coming from my tea is barely visible. Knowing that everything is fixed with Niall, makes it so much easier to relax.

“Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, and therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.” 

 I love 'A Midsummer nights' Dream', but really... Their look on love is way too romantic. How can you fall in love with someone you never saw before, you never knew before. Seriously, now I understand why Cupid's choices never  work out. Ugh, my mind is going in overdrive, thinking about love, Niall, work, life...

“My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations.” Yup, John Green totally gets my drift. Too bad I  cannot read his books again, I'm too old for them. I know Niall would say that I'm never too old to read young adult books, but I am. The time of young adult books, television series, getting drunk and Twitter is over. Now it's all about being mature, grown up, respected, important and being indispensable when it comes to work. 

Well, I saw her today at the reception

A glass of wine in her hand

I knew she would go meet her connection

At her feet was her footloose man

I only realized after about a minute or so that I was singing along to the song. "You can't always get what you want', seriously? What's going on... is this God telling me that what I want in life is not happening... Djeez!

I walk over to my radio, trying to see what is happening to it, because the last time I checked I was listening to my classical music... Turns out that the radio was switched on, on this rock channel... When are people going to realize that that time is over. I don't know who or what is doing this, but it's not funny. I put Mozart back on and go back to the couch.

It's the eye of the tiger

It's the thrill of the fight

Rising up to the challenge of our rival

And the last known survivor

Stalks his prey in the night

And he's watching us all with the eye of the tiger

Seriously? It's happening again?! What is this? I'm not in the mood for this... Pulling the plug out of its socket, I turn back to my couch, hoping this time I can relax for another few minutes before going to bed... Maybe I'm just tired, that's the most reasonable explanation I can come up with tonight. 

I'll break away, yes I'm on my way

Leavin' today, yes I'm on my way

Just when you think you had it all figured out

Runnin' scared can change your mind

I never knew I had so much to give

How hard times can fool ya

I turn around to face the radio, didn't I just unplug it... Am I losing my mind, I swear someone is giggling. I look up, hoping to see Niall on top of the stairs, so things would be normal, but he isn't. Running up the stairs, to Ni's room, I see him sleeping peacefully. I can't do this... Maybe Niall wasn't the one going mental, but it was me... Before I know what I'm doing, I grab my phone out of my pocket and call Louis.

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