Niall's Pov:
I stand in the hallway motionless. I stare at the door. A pain grows in my stomach. It hurts. Like a croaking pain.
Im such an asshole. I couldnt just tell him about the bruises. I couldn't tell him about how I got beat up either. I don't want him angry at me. But, I guess he's going to have to be. If I tell him about the bruises, he's just going to get upset and feel terrible. If I keep hiding secrets, he's just going to get angrier. I just wish there was a way out of this.
"Niall." I hear a voice. I turn around and saw Louis.
"I guess you saw the whole thing..."
"I did. Do you want to talk about it?"
"Can we talk about it over a couple of drinks later?" I ask him.
"I don't think you should be drinking. You've gone out so much lately. I think its time to cut back." What the fuck?
"So you're calling me an alcoholic?" I question him.
"No Im just saying that you've been drinking a lot. Can you please spend tonight at home and not at the bar? I miss you." He gave me the puppy dog eyes. I look away from them to resist.
"Im not out that often." I tell him.
"Niall." He grabs my chin and makes me have eye contact with him. "Stay home tonight. We can stay up and talk all night. I just miss you. I feel like I haven't seen you in forever. Sober at least."
I look into his eyes. I can tell he's full of meaning. "Fine." Ill probably sneak out later to drink.
"Oh! Thank you!" He reaches around me and gives me a big hug. At first Im startled a bit and in pain. I bare the pain and hug him back. "I hate when you drink. You become a different person. I like sober Niall the best."
My chin rested on Louis shoulder. "I don't." I whisper quietly enough that he doesn't notice.
"Do you want to talk about the fight you and Harry just had?"
"Not really." I told him.
He released me from the hug and had both hands on my shoulders. Looking me in the eyes, he said "Whenever you're ready. I care about you too. You can always trust me. Ill always be here to listen and care."
I know I cant tell him everything and trust him. "Okay thanks." He gives me a big goofy smile.
"Alright...Hey, whats for dinner?" I hate food.
"I don't know. Ill probably have mac and cheese or something light. Im not really hungry." He gave me the strangest look.
"Niall? Are you sure everything's okay?" He let out a laugh. "You're never not hungry." Louis, I know Im a fat ass.
"Yeah." I forced a laugh out nervously. "I'll be right back."
"Uh, alright." He looks at me skeptically.
I left Lou and ran to my room. I locked the door behind me. The metal box was under my bed. Inside it, is the pill bottle. I take a couple of the diet pills. I swallow them.
"Ni, what are those?"

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Suicidal [Narry/Niam]
أدب الهواةThis love story is about a boy from One Direction who deals with depression, self harm, eating disorders, etc. He feels alone and worthless. Until the boy he likes notices.