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HARRY'S POV

There are days I wonder if my mind is an engine or an exhaust. Am I the master of what I think or are my ideas the result of deep thinking I'm only loosely aware of? There is a third possibility of course, that is is both, and it depends on my feelings at the time. I feel most clear thinking and in control when I am calm and happy, more driven by impulses when I am fearful and anxious.

So I made a vow never to make choices that matter when I am feeling afraid, perhaps then my life can make a turn for the better. I'm sure I won't always make the right choices, but if only the balance of good to bad shifts in my favour the results will be awesome.

But of course, there's Liz. It would be so easy to be happy with Liz if she was just nice to me; but she's not. I can't help to feel like I put myself in this mess.

As I lay in bed, sleeping all day because I just don't feel good; this stomach bug is horrible. I've started to really think into how big of a mistake I've made.

The door opened and closed; at first I thought I would see Liz, but instead it was Niall. He smiled softly at me and sat next to me on the bed, "Are you alright?"

"Yeah, just my stomach hurts and my back hurts, and I'm really hungry." I scooted over; he laid down and I cuddled him, fitting in his arms nicely.

"You want me to give you a massage? Also Ariana has food for you, me and the girls went to a restaurant. They went somewhere though so it might be a while till they're back." Niall looked at me, I just nodding; slightly dozing off.

I turned on my stomach to let him massage me; his hands started roaming my back, fingers going to knots as he massaged me making me feel so relaxed and my pain in my back started to fade.

I felt myself somehow start going to sleep; which was normal, seeing as I've just been very tired and sleepy.

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