“Harry.” He said quietly into the phone. “Hi.”
“Who is this?” Harry asked, sounding confused.
He laughed, forgetting for a second why he was doing this. “It’s me, Harry. You haven’t forgotten me already, have you?”
Harry held his breath and whispered, “Niall?”
“Yeah, hi.” Niall said, his nerves starting up again. He had to do this though, it was the only way to get over the feelings.
“Niall! Where are you? Gosh, how do you just leave like that? I was worried sick, you-“
“You weren’t too worried about me when you broke my heart, so why’re you worried now?” He asked, cutting Harry off.
Harry let out a heavy breath. “Are you… are you really gonna do this right now?”
Niall nodded to himself. “I don’t see why not. No better way to do it, now is there?”
“Come home, Niall. We’ll talk about this then, please?”
Niall laughed humorlessly. “No, I’m not coming back there. I mean, maybe later. But right now, I have to get over what you did to me.”
“So you called to tell me you’re not coming back to me, basically?” Harry accused, pissing Niall off.
“No! You have no right to be upset! I caught you fucking her in the damn tour bus, I’m the only one who can be mad!” Niall yelled, turning away from the prying eyes of people passing by.
Harry sighed heavily. “Niall… I said I was sorry, Kendall is nothing to me. Management said to make it look like something was happening in there.”
“You didn’t have to fuck her though, Harry! Not for real.” Niall said, his voice breaking.
“It just happened, it meant nothing. I even told Modest! I wouldn’t have anything to do with her anymore. Please…”
“No.” Niall said, standing straight and wiping his tears away. “Look, I just called to let you know a few things. I’m not coming back right now, I’ll be back by the next tour practice, for sure. I just… I need time.”
“That’s long time for me not to see you, or talk to you.” Harry said, and Niall could tell he was sad.
“I know. Which is why I’m doing it. But I can’t quit cold turkey, and I’m hoping I may be able to come back to you when I get over it.” Niall said. “Until then, though, I’m leaving. I’m gonna call you every day, because I do still love you. But don’t bother trying to find me, I’m only gonna call from payphones. And all in different locations.”
Harry was confused. “What? I… huh?”
“I’m going somewhere, and we’re still gonna talk every day. But no point in trying to find me, it’ll be impossible. I gotta go, my bus is coming. I love you, see you soon, Harry.” Niall said, hanging up the phone.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A/N: shuddap, music gives me ideas and i must write them! thanks to @HugMeNialler10 for the fab cover! dedication to her!
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Payphone «Narry»
FanfictionA broken-hearted boy travels around the country trying to escape the pain, and calls his ex-lover from a different payphone everyday. "I'm at a payphone trying to call home." "All of my change I spent on you." "Where have the times gone? Baby, it's...