Pizza Boy (NARRY) -Fetus Writing- #Wattys2015

Chapter 22: The Scientist

"Louis, why are you here? We're on a date." I Harry glares at Louis. "This is a date?" I ask, turning to Harry. Harry looks at me and smiles. "Yeah." His eyes sparkle. I smile too, until Louis speaks and we both look back to him, harry back to glaring. "Like I said I need to talk to you." Louis refuses to look at me again unless he's glaring. "If you're apologizing, you can do it in front of Niall. Since you've been pretty cruel to him, too." Harry crosses his arms. Louis narrows his eyes at me before looking back to Harry. "I'm not apologizing." Harry, rolling his eyes, walks to the door so they can talk 'alone'. Harry pecks my lips as he passes me, shutting the door behind him and Louis.

I sit back down on the couch, biting my lip as I wait for them to finish talking. I can't hear them, at first, but then it escalates to yelling as they were that one time I came back as they were fighting. Again, its muffled with both voices shouting over each other so I don't really listen. I just hope they don't start throwing punches and beat each other up. I keep imagining that in my head.

"YOU CAN NOT JUST COME TO MY BOYFRIENDS HOUSE AND TRY TO GET ME TO BREAK UP WITH HIM!!" Harry screams louder than Louis, shutting him up. "YOU CAN'T JUST CONFESS SOMETHING LIKE THAT AND HOPE THAT I'LL JUST BREAK THIS WHOLE THING OFF FOR YOUR SELFISH ARSE!" Looking at the door, I want to go out there and just tell Louis to leave because---I don't know what's going on, except for that Louis doesn't want me with Harry---he's disrupting our date and now Trick-Or-Treaters won't come get the candy they want because there are two boys arguing in front of the door.

I'll just wait it out.

"YOU ARE SO STUPID IF YOU THINK THAT I CONFESSED THAT TO TRY AND GET YOU TO BREAK UP WITH NIALL!! I TOLD YOU I DON'T LIKE ELEANOR BECAUSE I DON'T, LIKE, HER!! I DON'T LIKE GIRLS!!" It's silent after that. For a long while. Harry speaks next, more quiet but I can still hear him through the door barely. "Then why are you dating her."

"I'm not dating her anymore."

"What are you saying, then? You don't like me, you don't like, Eleanor - or girls - are you coming out? Are you saying you're gay? You need to stop leaving out these details instead of making me figure it out for my my fucking self."

"Yeah I'm fucking coming out what do you think 'I don't like girls' mean!! I DON'T like you. But DO love you. For a long time, I've loved you because you're my best friend and you understand me. I thought, that you were sending me signals too, but it was you being a best friend. I waited too long, and now you will never leave Niall. You know, does he even know your middle name?" Silence. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" I have a feeling something bad is about to happen. "LOUIS! FUCK! WHY DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND!"

Having enough, I grab the candy bowl and open the front door. Louis and Harry are standing there facing each other, Louis looking scared like he just killed someone and Harry angry as ever. I don't say anything, or do anything. I just glance at each of them and walk out to the end of my lawn so kids can get candy. I sit down on the grass, bending my knee's up and rest my arms on them as I wait for kids to come.

Harry and Louis talked quietly from then on, not wanting me to hear the conversation even though I heard half of it.

heavy footsteps make me look back at Louis, who's storming away from Harry and to his car. He kicks the candy bowl that's resting on the ground next to me as he turns right to get into his car, driving away. Sighing, I sit the bowl up right and start picking up the candy that flew everywhere, a lot even into the road. I hear Harry mutter some stuff under his breath before he starts walking over to me after getting his coat from inside.

"I'm sorry, Niall." Harry sighs, bending down to help me pick up the candy. "It's alright." I breathe out, moving to the street so the candy won't get ran over by cars. I looked across the street before I did, though, and there were no cars near this street so I can take my time picking up the candy.

"Still want to finish the movie?" Harry asks, tossing the candy he picked up into the bowl so he can go pick up more. "Do you still want to?" I don't want to watch it unless Harry wants to finish it. "Yeah." I nod, moving more into the middle of the road to get the candy that some how got farther than the rest.

"Niall," Harry calls. "Hm?" I mumble. "Niall..." He calls again, a bit louder. "What?" I ask. "NIALL!!" Harry yells, grabbing my arm and yanking me from the road and onto my butt and back, dragging me out of the street with a struggle. A car whizzes past us, crushing my foot because Harry wasn't fast enough and I wasn't being safe enough.

Yelling out in pain, I squeeze my eyes shut and look down at my foot. My foot and ankle look completely abnormal, making it hurt even more seeing how bad it looks. The car must have been one of those silent ones, but even silent, I should have seen or felt the headlights on me.

"Oh my god," Harry mutters, dragging the rest of me onto the grass before attending to my foot. Harry presses done on a bone that's sticking out but hasn't broke through the skin and I scream again, meaning for him that it hurts like hell and he shouldn't touch it. "Oh my god, ew, um, uh, I don't know what to do!" Harry starts freaking out, his brain on the OFF switch. "Get me to the fucking hospital!" I yell, angry at the pain, not Harry.

After Harry takes the closest pair of keys from the house-which were my keys- and grabbing his phone and a jacket for me he helps me into the backseat of my car before getting in the driver seat. Even though I would rather lay here and cry from the broken bones, I put my coat on so I don't freeze.

"What happened?" A doctor asks Harry as some nurses are taking me a random room so they can try and fix my foot. "Can't I go with him?!" Harry asks. I guess the doctor said no, because Harry yells something to me before I get too far that I can't hear him scream the words at me. "NIALL I WI-" He gets cut off my a nurse injecting a needle into my arm, making me flinch and stare at her in shock as I start to drift off into sleep.

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Nothing really to say.

QOTC:

What do you think he was telling Niall?

And if you had to leak one secret you swore you would never tell anyone, which secret would it be?