"The hardest part is waking up in the morning, remembering what you were trying to forget last night"
Niall's POV
Waking up is supposed to be good.
You're supposed to be too lazy to get up, but then you get up and do your shit even if you're dead tired. You're supposed to go up, get ready and then leave the house excited of what's happening throughout the day.
It can be anything.
You can be excited to see your friends, you can be excited to eat a good meal with your family later on the day, you can be excited to the things you love with all your heart, you can be excited to see the love of your life. It can be anything.
But mornings aren't always like that. You can wake up and just not be happy sometimes, you can't just like that one day. You can also realize things so fast when you wake up, you can realize everything that happened and what it's going to do to you.
My day isn't a good morning, it's a hell of a morning.
I couldn't sleep all night, just thinking over and over and over again of the words. They didn't seem to leave my mind once, so I couldn't sleep at all.
Slave, tortured, hospital, starved, marks, cuts, burnt legs.
The words just repeats and repeats and repeats. It doesn't stop, the screaming doesn't stop. It just goes like a song is stuck in your head and you sing it over and over again. It just doesn't stop.
"Ni?" A small whisper comes after the knock. I don't move, I stay just like I've stayed since I came home again, staring at the ceiling.
"Can I.. come in?" The whisper say through the door but I don't move a inch. There's a long pause, before the door opens slowly and a head peeks in.
Once again, I don't move.
He comes closer to me, in slow steps until he gets to my bed and the most slowest he can, he sit down. He sit down exactly by my feet. I didn't want to talk and honestly, it feels like I don't know how to talk anymore.
"I.. I don't know the whole story between you two, but it seems like you both still care about each other after everything and I really haven't seen your eyes shining that much. Maybe, you cried but your eyes just shout love as soon as he just speaks.
"I don't know what you two have been going through and I don't know what you're going through neither do I know what Harry is going through. None of us does, but himself and I think that's the problem.
"Who can he talk to now? His mum is in the hospital with Gemma and she won't even look at Harry anymore. How would you feel? Being a slave to get money so your sister can get better and then your mum doesn't even look at you anymore, how would you feel?" He say and my frown deepens.
"I know this is hard for you. Just because I don't know what your going through, I know it's hard for you. Also, I know it's hard for Harry because even though you missed him and all, he did have a hard life.
"I'm not choosing anyone's side, because once again I don't know what happened through your relationship at all. The only thing I know, is that you still love that kid and the kid loves you back just as much" He say and I finally look at him with my teary eyes.
I really don't know what to do right now. My head is just spinning, Harry's words going through my mind over and over again, Louis' words now as well going over and over again in my head.
"All I want is you to be happy and really, none of us give a fuck about who you choose to love because it's your heart, not our heart. I'm not saying you should go and fuck him, because he's so broken, he's like a orphanage boy. All I'm saying is go back to him, Niall.
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Forever And Ever [Narry, boyxboy]
Fanfiction~ Five years later. It's been five years and I've gone through hell ~ Or where Harry and Niall has been without each other for five years and meet again. This time though, one of them brings a nightmare with them