Pizza Boy (NARRY) -Fetus Writing- #Wattys2015

Chapter 20: I Lived

Again, sorry if it sucks. Marley is sleeping off the pills and should be back in a few days.

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HARRY'S POINT OF VIEW:

Once I shut the front door, I run up the stairs--tossing the bag on the couch---with a goofy smile on my face and Liam giving me an eyebrow furrowing look from the couch. Usually I don't run upstairs to my room when I first get home, but I needed to write in my journal before I make Niall's Christmas present. It's almost almost Halloween, and this present will take a long time to put together.

Speaking of Halloween, we still need to get candy and costumes. it's next week. I've gotten a lot more ill since being outside and not taking care of myself.With normal people, working through it might help it go away. But with me, I have to sleep for 42 hours and eat nothing and drink three bottles of syrup and a whole bottle of painkillers and throw up any time I digest something. Therefore, I need to take the time from now to next week, to relax and stay home so I can be with Niall on Halloween.

After showering and taking three shots of cough syrup, one shot of sleep medicine, I lay in my bed with my wet hair and try to fall asleep with Jill Carbo curled up into me. It doesn't take a while, with the sleep medicine working quickly into my system.

"Jill Carbo, stay." I hear an Irish accent instruct firmly. Squinting my green eyes open, I look at the boy sitting on the floor in front of my bed. He smiles at me until Jill Carbo hops into his lap again. Glaring down at the cat, becoming very angry, Niall starts to choke the cat. More alert, I sit up and look at Niall. "What are you doing?!" I yell, my throat catching itself and making me cough. When Niall doesn't stop or even respond to me, I fall out of my bed and push him away from my cat but its too late. He just snapped her neck. "What the fuck Niall?!" I yell, looking at the dead body of the cat I've had for so long. "Come on, babe, let's go to the mountains." Niall smiles at me as if he didn't just kill my cat and snakes his hand my neck, planting his lips firmly onto mine. I shove him away from me, still thinking about Jill Carbo but when he falls back onto the ground, still looking up at me, it's not Niall I find staring back at me. It's Louis. "I'm your Niall, love." Louis purrs at me before kicking Jill Carbo's body aside where Niall's own dead body lays in my closet, looking as if he had fallen out of it deceased.

That's when I hitch a breath and shoot open my eyes, sweaty with a racing heartbeat and clutching the duvet in my hands. I look down where Jill Carbo was before I fell asleep, and I find her still there, her body rising and falling in frequent breaths. Her nose makes a slight snoring noise as she breathe's in, her eyes very adorably being narrowed shut. I grin down at Jill Carbo, happy she's not dead, and kiss the side of her face right by her mouth. She doesn't wake up or even stir. I carefully let my blanket drop over her body and reposition her so her warm, soft body is stretched out and against myself so I can wrap my arm around her and go back to sleep. She doesn't mind, and again, does not wake up.

It feels like I've been sleeping for three days before I bolt up and out of my bed to vomit in the toilet instead of my bedroom floor. But I've only been sleeping through the whole next day and the rest of yesterday. It was Randy's little brothers birthday yesterday and I forgot I had promised to go before thinking of the date with Niall, risking the long hour drive there and back. I only got him a present and put ten dollars in a card to make up for my absence, deciding I should start putting my sickness to rest. I wish Niall would read to me while I fell back asleep, and while I do sleep so I can be blissful with his delicate voice becoming verbal in a good book. Not The Outsiders, though. I don't want to miss anything.

"Bugger off, Lou." I mutter when I see Louis in the wall length mirror covering this whole side of the bathroom. "Fine, poof." That made me really angry that Louis called that and walked off like it was natural, with his hands in his sweat pockets.The nerve of that twonk.

Once thinking about my date with Niall, I want to know if this means the date went well and we are now, officially, boyfriends. So, walking back to my room, I pull out my phone to text Niall.

"Toff." Louis mutters as he walks past my room.

"Cock-Jockey." I mutter back, only glancing up from my phone.

~Is this official, boyfriend?~

I send the text and cuddle back up with Jill Carbo, my phone resting on my bed in front of me. My phone vibrates, alerting me.

*The most official, boyfriend ;)*

I smile at the text and send back a simple smiley face so I can sleep again, not having the energy to want to text back more than those two symbols.

I hope Niall wasn't scared away when he came back as we were all fighting. Louis was pissed off that I liked Niall so much, and he said something about me not knowing how HE feels about the situation and that I'm being selfish, not taking any hints and just ignoring them. I didn't know what he was talking about, but it sounded like he doesn't support my decisions in liking Niall. Liam then got protective, and started yelling at Louis for yelling such vile things to me and needing to support me no matter what with whoever what, and Zayn got frustrated as well because he knew something the rest of us didn't, wanting Louis to just say the truth when he refused to. We haven't had another chance to talk about it for a while. Maybe somethings going on with Louis and his girlfriend.

"Harry, have you fallen asleep yet?" Liam asks, knocking on my door even though its wide open. "Mm-mm." I mumble. "You got a package." Liam sets it on my desk. I didn't order a package.

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I'm so tired it's probably worse then yesterday's, sorry Marley and readers.

QOTC:

When was the last time you cried and why?

I cried yesterday when I saw an old man eating alone in the hospitals cafeteria. I'm an emotional person, I know its not attractive.