reasons (n.s.)

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Songs I listened to whilst writing:

Pumpin Blood - NONONO

Step - Vampire Weekend

Girls - The 1975

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IT'S BEEN EXACTLY three weeks since Harry and I's meeting with Simon, David, and Scott, and some things have changed. I have been terribly sleepy but I can never fall asleep, I'm always confused and I get sick sometimes too. Harry is the complete opposite though. He's been overly joyful everyday since we started "going out". And he's always looking forward to something that isn't very interesting- a meeting for example.

I've been feeling so down and unmotivated lately, unlike Harry who is always bouncing off the walls and can't keep a smile off his face. I actually do have a reason as to why I've been feeling so down, but I haven't got a clue why Harry's been behaving like this.

And that is when my train of thought is broken when I hear a subtle knock on my front door and so I walk over to it and look through the peephole and speaking of the devil- Harry was there, waiting outside with a smile on his face. 'Again.' I think to myself as I groan at his endless happiness.

I open the door and as I am about to greet him, I find myself on the floor with a painful ache on the back of my head as I groan, obviously in pain.

"Oh shucks- I'm so sorry Niall- I didn't mean to hit you that hard!" he panics as he slowly inspects my face. And I try to sit up but end up groaning.

"I'm fine, it's alright. Just a small ache, nothing big." I laugh nervously but still end up groaning. And Harry shakes his head at himself.

"I don't know what came over me, I just missed you so much, Niall." Harry says as he gives me a small smile and hugs me again. I try to hug him again but end up cluthcing my neck- and head because I am now having a slight headache.

"But Harry, we just saw each other the other day.." I trail off awkwardly and avoid his eye contact so that he wouldn't notice the dark circles under my eyes.

"Exactly." he says and looks at me like it's obvious, and that's when he notices the dark circles under my eyes, my messy hair, and windburnt lips and frowns.

"What's wrong, Ni? You look... different." he says and continues to inspect my face as I slightly push him away and cover my face.

"Nothing. I'm completely fine." I lie through my teeth and I know he doesn't buy it as he tries to push the subject.

"What is it? C'mon, Ni. You know you can trust me." he continues to pry and I can't help but feel as if he'd just crossed the line, so I push him away harshly and I look at his face and see a hurt expression etched on his face.

"Just drop it, alright? I don't wanna talk about it." I say a bit more calm, hoping he'll forgive me for my sudden actions.

He just nods and picks something up off the flower and I am confused to see that he had brought a small box with him that looks like it's probably a gift, and it had a letter on top of it and I was so curious as to why he brought it with him and to whom he would give it to, but mostly wondering about the latter. As I look up again, I see that he is no longer in front of me, leaving me confused but I just close the door and go back to my bed where I was watching Game of Thrones on Netflix. But as I'm halfway through the episode, I feel my eyelids slowly start to droop down as the episode bores me to death and I am seeing nothing anymore. But I subconsciously think to myself before finally falling to sleep.

I'll tell him.

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What do you think Niall's been so depressed about lately? Tell me what you think in the comments!

I am incredibly sorry for how extremely disappointing this chapter is as it is ridiculously short. I just thought this was the best place to end it.

I do hope that the next chapter will fulfill your satisfaction and fan fiction needs!

-C .x