Behind Closed Doors *Narry*

Chapter 15

After the incident no one spoke about it again or in front of Niall that is. Harry still wasn't convinced that he had merely been dehydrated and refused to hear reason. After a while Zayn, Louis and Liam just stopped trying to convince him Niall wouldn't lie to them. Except Louis wasn't totally convinced himself.

Greg stayed the full week after the accident and didn't let what happened in the hospital ruin the week he had with his little brother. Niall was thankful of course, he really didn't want to see his brother off on bad terms.

It took Niall a little while to get over the fact he probably wouldn't see his brother for another couple of years maybe more. He was a mess when they said their goodbyes.

The weeks following Greg's departure Niall and Harry spent quite a lot of time together. Niall didn't understand why but he couldn't say he didn't like it. Harry was kind to him, told him all sorts of wonderful things. He kept him company, even when the rest had gone off to bed or went out for a pint, Harry refused to leave him on his own. And sometimes when Niall couldn't sleep (and of course Harry had found out about his sleeping issues by slipping into his room one night and finding him sitting on the floor looking gloomy) he would stay up with him telling him funny stories and watching movies with him. Because of all the new attention from his band mate he never had the time to do anything about his continuous stream of horrible thoughts. Yet, he still refused to eat anything and Harry couldn't help start to notice.

"Ni?" Harry asked one afternoon they had off. They were both slumped on Niall's bed watching crap tv in an atempt to pass the time.

"Hm?" Was Niall's reply.

"I was just wondering, cause, um, i was just thinking, when was the last time you ate something? I mean not that I'm saying that, but I rarely see you eat, and I don't mean to be blunt but do you eat?"

Niall suddenly sprang up from his position on the bed looking flushed and startled, "I-I don't know what you mean, Harry, I eat all the time. Its ridiculous really." He smiles in attempt to hide the shaking of his voice and the blush creeping up his neck.

"Okay, okay! I was just saying, i wasn't accusing you of anything Niall. Just lay back down, sorry I brought it up."

Niall sat there staring at him blankly for a moment before resuming his position on the bed beside Harry, heads aligned and hands grazing. Harry tried not to stir but he couldn't help it. As Niall fell into a deep sleep beside him he couldn't stop looking at him, thinking about just what they were talking about. He knows Niall was lying, he's been paying close attention to him lately and he knows that Niall barely eats. He saw him have an apple the other day but that was really it.

A while later Harry found himself drifting in and out of sleep before deciding to slide his arm around Niall and pull him against him. He snuggled in close and fell into a soundless sleep. Niall didn't wake once that night, nightmare free, and slept well into the next day.

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Niall awoke the next morning with his head on someone's chest and an arm wrapped around his waist. He felt worm and fuzzy inside as he realized it was Harry pressed against him and decided to not move, hoping for the moment to last. He knew this would be the closest they'd ever be.

As much as Niall wishes Harry's sudden closeness with him would cure his mind and eating problems, it doesn't and he doesn't think anything ever will. which is another reason he refuses to go to a recovery center.

He feels Harry stir beneath him and tries his best to look asleep.

"You awake?" He hears Harry's husky morning voice and nearly swoons at the sound. He pretends to stir before opening his eyes slightly to peer down at Harry.

"What time is it?" He asks with a yawn.

"Around noon it seems," Harry gives a chuckle at Niall's shocked face.

'I, we slept that long?"

"We did! You did need a good nights rest," Harry deduced simply with a smile and a hand skimming down his back. Niall bites his lip at the sensation.

"I-I did and I feel better, a little refreshed," which he wasn't lying he did, a little sleep was doing him good. Although he doubts his good mood will last.

Out of nowhere Harry leans close and pecks him sheepishly on the nose. It takes him a moment to collect his bearing before smirking and pretending to slap Harry's shoulder. His heart was beating a million miles an hour and he couldn't stop the blush creeping across his cheeks. Harry felt ecstatic, his lips felt numb from kissing Niall's nose and he was just buzzing. he felt a little embarrassed that he'd actually done it but he was glad, Niall's smile was worth making him look a little foolish.

They spent the rest of the day together, before the concert and even after, just snuggling and being close. Niall didn't question Harry's clinginess because he rather liked it. He rather liked being close to Harry, especially if he was getting random kisses here and there.

Niall was wrong his mood didn't change that day. It was a good day.

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This is kinda just a filler chapter but whatever cute Harry and Niall. Hope you enjoyed.

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