Secrets (Narry)

Chapter 13

CHAPTER 13

[Harry’s POV]

            It’s been 14 hours since I have talked to Niall. He’s still angry at me from our fight last night. And what’s worse is that we have a radio show to do. Knowing Niall, he’s going to ignore me. I just know it. And I’m going to have to hold back the anger that will build up in me.

            I was currently on my way to the radio station alone. There were cameras in my driveway, but I wasn’t in the mood to smile and wave. I rolled my eyes, though they were hidden behind my shades.

            On the drive I was thinking about the possibilities for today. There are so many outcomes for tonight. I’m just unsure which one is worse.

            I entered the studio 15 minutes later. I removed my sunglasses and went to the lifts. Everyone knows me here so there’s no need to check-in at the desk. I know where Nick’s dressing room is at so I’ll just meet him there.

            I reached his room and he was sitting on the couch, browsing through his phone. There were three other people in there. I’ve seen them around the building a few times before but I was never introduced, therefore, they’re strangers to me.

            They were all chatting about something when I had walked in. I ignored Nick’s greetings and just threw myself on the other couch on my stomach. I groaned into the pillow, letting him know that I was upset.

            “Okay, buddy,” Nick sighed. “Can you guys give us a minute?”

            His friends nodded and quietly left the room. It was, soon, quiet. Nick sat down on the sofa that I was currently inhabiting. He put a hand on my back comfortingly.

            “What’s wrong, mate?” He asked quietly. I sighed and turned around on my side.

            “Niall is a jerk,” I pouted, turning back to breathing in the pillow fabric.

            Nick chuckled. “You just noticed?” he joked. I lifted my head so that he could see my face and I glared at him. He put up his hands in surrender. “I thought you were angry with him!”

            I sighed. “Yeah, but I’m still going to defend the kid,” I looked down at the ground. After a few seconds I looked at Nick’s face and he had one eyebrow raised. “OK, he is an ass,” I smirked. Nick nodded frantically, making his erect hair flop slightly.

            “Well what happened?” he asked. I sat up straight and rested my back against the armrest of the couch.

            I shook my head. I don’t even know why he hates me. It was nothing major! I barely even know what sparked the flame of this whole thing. It’s too much to even think about. That’s how dumb this whole fight is! And Niall is excellent at holding grudges. I just pray, for the sake of both our relationship and band, that he sees my worth.