Give Me Love | n.h

Chapter 4: Kisses & Sickness

The weekend flew by quicker than I wanted it to be although it was pretty eventful to say the least.

Harry -like I thought he would- freaked out once he saw me walking out of their frat house in my bed hair and scrunched up clothes.

I walked as quietly as I could and almost succeeded, but of course, my cousin had to wake up early, and since he didn't drink much, he freaked the fuck out.

He literally woke everyone up in that frat house. He didn't even know the full details, he just automatically assumed I've slept with someone.

And of course, everyone had to deny that I've slept with them, and since Niall didn't even bother to go down and check what was happening, I was on my own.

I tried explaining everything to him but he won't shut the hell up so I just walked out of that house, shouting back at him with something that sounded along the lines of "Talk to me when you finally grow a dick to understand!"

I know it didn't make sense but I was just so mad at him that time. He just kept going on and on about how inappropriate it was for me to do that when I didn't even let Niall touch me in some sort of way.

As soon as I got back to my dorm, I immediately felt guilty. Harry was only looking out for me like he always did and I just keep giving him headaches. I wouldn't even be surprised if one of these days he gets a heart attack because of me.

But being the stubborn person that I am, I didn't bother calling him to apologize; He was the one who started lashing out on me so why did I have to be the first to apologize?

Anyway, I stayed at my dorm room for the whole saturday and half of Sunday, until Harry came to apologize.

He took me out to dinner and I explained to him everything that happened, excluding the moments Harry should not know about. He was surprised, actually, to find out how Niall and I got along and I made him promise not to lash out on me like that anymore and let me hang out with Niall without him thinking differently of it.

He was hesitant at first, but I made him agree to it so here I am, Monday afternoon walking aimlessly around campus looking for something fun to do since I'm still not tired and I still don't want to go home to the dorm knowing Mary was probably out.

I passed by the ice cream shop Luke took me to before and bought myself one as I continued walking around the huge campus.

I didn't know where I was going, but I was hoping I wouldn't get lost on my way back. I would probably end up calling Harry if I ever did get lost; I had a good memory but I've always sucked with directions.

I ended up walking through the football field of the campus as I finished off my ice cream cone and sat down on the grass.

No one was around, probably because classes had been over for an hour now and everyone was either going home or going to a party.

I heard a loud grunt and a shoe contacting with a ball as I turned my attention to the other side of the field where I saw a certain blonde bloke who angrily laid on the grass field.

I walked over to Niall and laid down beside him as he gave me a questioning look, "What are you doing here?"

I shrugged, "What are you doing here?" I retorted.

"I asked first,"

"I asked second," I joked before answering, "I didn't want to go home yet," I shrugged, looking up at the orange sky, "What are you doing here?" I asked again.

"Nothing.." His voice sounded a bit raspy like he's been crying.

There was a long paused before I spoke up again, not even thinking through my words, "Do you want to talk about it?"