Niall's Pov:
"Hey Niall." I look up from my phone and meet eyes with Liam.
"Oh. Hey." I look back down at my phone.
"How are you?" He asks me gently.
"What?" I look up.
"I asked you, 'how are you'." He tells me.
"Fine."
"Are you sure? You seem kinda upset about something." His voice sounded sincere.
"Yes Im fine."
"I can tell somethings bothering you Niall. You seemed so distant when you came over to-" I cut him off.
"I told you Im fine!" He stood there for a moment.
He sighed and looked down at his hands. "Show me your arms."
Oh shit. I cant. Theres cuts on them. Did Harry tell him? I swear to god if Harry told Liam about them. I gritted my teeth.
"What?"
"You heard me. Show me your arms." He looked me into the eyes.
"Why the hell would I do that?"
"Do you cut yourself?" He answers.
A moment passed by. "This is absurd." I let out an awkward laugh and looked around.
"No its not!" I stopped in silence. "I don't even remember the last time I saw you shirtless! When was the last time you wore a t-shirt? I know you've lost a lot of weight too. I can tell." Shit. I guess my weight loss is obvious.
I look stunned. "Liam." I say softly.
Anger and rage fall from his eyes. Stress leaves his face. "Im just worried. Please show me your arms. I need to know. Take off your sweatshirt."
I begin to get upset and my eyes begin watering up. "I don't want to."
"Why not?" He raises his eyebrow and sits back in his chair.
"I-I need to get out of here." I tell him.
I stand up and try to leave the room. The crying starts and I cant get it to stop. Before I can leave, Liam approaches to hug me. I fall right into his arms and I hug him tightly. I tuck my head into his shoulder and cry into it.
"Shh shh. Its okay Niall." He whispers. "Im right here for you."
"Liam. Its an addiction." I mutter out from under my sobbing. I look up at him and he's starting to cry too.
"Ill help you through it." He hugs me tighter.
His grip feels nice. Its relieving. It feels right. My crying subsides but doesn't stop. Over my crying, I can hear small heaps of Liam crying but he's not crying as hard as I am. His hugs feel much better. Just being around Liam makes me feel a lot better.
"Liam."
"Yeah?"
"I love you." I look up at him and see him smile a little bit and chuckle.
He winks at me. "I love you too."
I pull into a hug and let go. "Wow. Its late. Its 11:00." I yawn. "Im tired. Im going to go to bed."
"Let me sleep with you Ni. I want to make sure you're okay." He giggles.
I cant believe Liam wants to sleep with me! Im so excited! "Okay." I smile.
"Let me just slip into something besides these jeans." I smile at him and he goes to his room. When he comes back, he's in his shorts and a long sleeved white shirt.
I lead him into my room and lay down on the bed and he follows me. I turn over and he puts his arm around my waist. Our legs are intertwined underneath the sheets. He adjusts his position and cuddles closer to me to right behind me. I can feel his waist against my squishy bum. I put an arm under the pillow Im sleeping on and settle into the position.
"Goodnight Liam." I tell him.
"Goodnight Ni." I smile in happiness.

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Suicidal [Narry/Niam]
FanfictionThis 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.