Niall's POV
I woke up to the sun blinding me as my eyes fluttered open. I felt a heavy warmth on my side and moved my head to see an arm wrapped around my waist. I took in my surroundings, not really recognizing anything which was starting to scare me. Then a flashback of what happened came to my mind.
~flashback~
I refused to look up at harry as I told him the rest of my tale, from the beatings to these sessions, my life was a mess. My only savior was Myka, when she found me half alive on my bathroom floor. She and Cody rushed me to the hospital and I was barely saved.
My mum came to visit me but my dad fled the area. I haven't seen him since the Christmas party back home and even then, we were at each other's throats and there was a fight between us. And of course he got right under my skin as he told me some news.
"Oh son, did I tell you? Maybe not since you are such a disgrace to the family." He said right after dinner, while all the little ones were opening presents.
"Dad," my brother Greg warned him and he raised his hands in surrender.
"I'm just supplying you with news that would interest you. It's about Cody."
My head snapped up immediately, one at the sound of my dad saying his actual first name, which meant nothing but trouble. Two, his news were never anything good.
"What-"
"He is gone."
"What?"
"Someone had heard he was just like you and did something about it." He sliced his throat and laughed evilly. "Oh how I wish I could do that without being sent to jail, I wish you stayed here so you could've died right there with him."
My dad left the room; I just sat there, trying to understand what he was saying. Cody... was dead? I looked up at my mum and she was sitting there crying and as was Greg and his wife.
I stood up abruptly, no one stopped me as I ran to my old room to find Myka there looking at all of our group pictures. She was holding a picture that we took right before I moved. As if she sensed my presence, she turned around and handed me a gift, addressed to me and it was in Cody's handwriting.
"He wanted you to have this Niall." And with that she walked out. I sat on top of my bed, it creaked underneath me but I didn't notice as I was carefully unwrapping the box.
"What was inside?" harry asked. I couldn't even say a word before I started crying and Harry stopped pressing me on. He just took me in his arms and we laid down on his bed. My crying died down and the soothing of his voice grew softer. I turned myself in a way that I was laying on his chest, listening to his breathing and his heart beat.
And I don't think he minded.
And now, looking up at him and watching how peaceful he looked, it was really nice to have this feeling of security, heaven knows I am lacking in that.
A light snore puffs out of his lips and he shifts in his sleep. I wouldn't say that I stared at him and wished him to be mine, no but I did notice how his eyelids were flutter every few seconds, as he was dreaming. I wonder what he was dreaming about.
But what made my heart stop was when Harry suddenly took in a deep breath, almost signaling that he was awake but he snuggled farther into my side and stopped moving once more. I smiled weakly but I knew that this would be very awkward to explain to him when he woke up. So I untangled myself from his long lanky limbs and noticed that I still had on my clothes from yesterday.
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