The Boy Next Door (boyxboy)

Chapter 2

Niall. Niall. Blue eyed Niall. Blond haired Niall. Harry couldn't help himself. Niall was just flawless to him. He just couldn't stop thinking about his neighbour. He wondered why Niall had looked so afraid, and also why his lips were so chewed. He felt he had disturbed Niall and he wasn't happy about that. He wanted to apologise, but what if he disturbed Niall again? Harry sighed and quietly left the house, trying not to wake his father as he walked over to Niall's front door. He knocked and waited as Niall walked to the front door. Niall never got visitors so two knocks in one day was new to him. Niall opened the door and felt amused as he saw Harry standing on his land again.

"H-hello sir, I-I just wanted to apologise about earlier. I-I'm sorry we disturbed you". Niall smiled slightly.

"H-Harry right?" Harry gasped as the beautiful neighbour of his knew his name.

"Y-yes".

"W-what happened to your face?" Niall curiously asked. Harry looked down, avoiding Niall's gaze.

"I just came to say sorry. For disturbing you. I'll go now". Harry went to turn.

"W-wait!" Niall called desperately, not wanting the boy to leave. "I-I'm sorry. I'm N-Niall". Niall fiddled with his fingers and Harry looked at them, frowning.

"What's wrong with your fingers?" Niall moved his hands behind his back and snapped his head up. "They're all chewed and-"

"Would t-that be all?"

"Ah, actually I was wondering why you don't leave your house.."

"T-thank you f-for coming here Harry". Niall closed the door, leaving Harry in shock.

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Niall couldn't stop thinking about the green eyed boy. And that scares him. He had never felt any connection with anyone before and he hated it to much. He wanted to go outside and see Harry. He wanted to go outside and talk to Harry, apologise to Harry. He saw Harry exit the house and stumbled down the stairs, running outside.

"Niall?" Niall looked up to meet the same green eyes that had been haunting him all day. "What's wrong?" Niall's breathing picked up as he looked around him, the fear rising in him as he shook slightly. "Niall? Are you okay?" A panic attack began to occur and Niall shook his head. He couldn't believe he let himself step outside. He struggled to breathe and Harry put his hands on Niall's shoulders, pulling him back into Niall's home and sitting in the couch, rubbing Niall's back in soothing circles.

"I can't get hurt. I can't be outside. I can't trust. I can't". Harry watched in fear as Niall repeated himself over and over. Everything around Niall was hazy and he clenched his fingers through his hair.

"Niall?" Harry continued to rub his back. It wasn't long before Niall's breathing slowed and he stared up at Harry.

"W-why d-did you help me?" No one had ever cared about Niall before. He was abandoned by his parents when he was a baby and was never adopted. He has money sent to him weekly from an anonymous person and has been living off that for years. The orphanage wasn't the nicest place and if Niall ever fell over and grazed his knee or palms, the lady would just tell him to stop being such a whiney baby and get up. Niall hated to think about his past.

"Because you're my friend?" Niall looked at Harry in shock.

"Harry y-you-"

"I know we only met but, you seem like you need one". Niall sighed sadly.

"We can't b-be friends Harry". Harry frowned.

"What? Why not?" Niall have Harry a small, nervous smile.

"Y-you should go". Harry felt slightly hurt.

"B-but I-"

"Please go". Niall pleaded.

"But why?" Harry was completely confused on why Niall didn't want to be friends with him. Harry had begun to really like Niall and with Niall not wanting to be friends with him, yeah, it hurt.

"Y-you should g-go home". Harry was filled with fear as Niall said those words. His father had asked him to go and get beer when he ran into Niall and now he's been gone for a long time, long enough that the shop he goes to would now be closed and he just couldn't return without the beer.

"N-no! Please don't I-I can't". Harry began to sob and Niall's eyes widened.

"N-no, please d-don't cry".

"I-I can't go home". Harry whimpered.

"Why n-not?" Niall began to feel slightly uncomfortable.

"H-he'll h-hurt me". As soon as the word hurt came from Harry, Niall was filled with concern.

"H-hurt? Who?" Harry shook his head. "Harry who will?" Hurt in his own home? Who would ever do something to a person in the safety of their home?

"M-my dad". Niall was shocked.

"Harry? L-look at me". Harry hesitantly raised his head slightly. "Y-you can s-stay here okay?" Niall didn't trust Harry all that much, but the thought of Harry getting hurt he didn't seem to like. At all.

"Thank you Niall". Niall smiled nervously.

"Let's get you to bed Harry". Niall pulled him to a spare room and handed him a t shirt and sweat pants. He left Harry to get changed and went to have a shower. Once he was finished he went to check on Harry and walked in to see all his pamphlets on how he can try leaving his house and feel safe. "W-what are y-you doing?"

"I-I'm sorry I-" Niall quickly gathered the papers and put them away.

"Y-you just t-thought you'd g-go through my t-things?" Niall sighed. "G-go to sleep. And don't t-touch anything". Harry nodded and lay down as Niall closed the door, wondering why on earth Niall had pamphlets on that.

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