Under Pressure *Completed*

chapter 7

*Harry*

It's been two weeks.. Two week of living hell, niall has spoken to me but he doesn't do much with me anymore. I mean who could blame him after I did that to him. How could I say I didn't love him, well I wasn't gay, I was being an idiot, but niall made me feel like no one else could make me feel.

Our concerts are not awkward, at all, I still whisper things to him but he just laughs but off stage he leaves me again. And head away with Liam.

I enter liams room, and look round finding Liam sat on his phone at the end of his bed.

"Hey Liam" I say to my pal. Taking a seat next to him.

"Um yeah hi haz" he doesn't look up from his phone, he's probably texting Sophia

"Is it soph?" he looks up smiles and nods, "Do you like me?" I blurt out before I realise what I said.

"What?" he finally puts his phone down and I feel suddenly really sad, "Harry what are you on weed? course I like you, your my band mate" he lifts his eyebrow in suspicion.

"Its just, I feel so distant from all of you, zayn hardly speaks to me, Louis is just being Louis, and niall" I feel my breath hitch at his name, Liam notices my sudden breath in take and sits up fully.

"I'm in the middle of this, niall says to me he loves you, with all his heart, he cried to me for days and days and honestly Harry, he's only stopped crying since yesterday, he sobbed a little bit but he beat my ass at FIFA so that's fine then, but You need to tell him how you feel, you really love him, don't you?" My eyes gain moisture from liams notification of niall crying. I did this.

"I-I hurt niall, I made h-him cry?" I can't hold it anymore, the tears fall freely and I can't help it, the thought of my Nialler crying breaks me, "I really love him Liam, I didn't think i would but I do and I just can't help it"

"Harry, you know what you have to do, he's in his room right now, I don't know what he's doing but he's there, hes probably watching tv" Liam motions to the door as a cue for me to go and talk to niall.

"You mean now?" I wonder, "But what if he doesn't want to see me, what if he doesn't let me in! what if he hat-" I'm cut off by Liam.

"Harry! Yes now, Niall needs to hear it from you himself, I can't be your messenger" he chuckles and checks his buzzing phone.

"Go on, go get him if you care" I think about what he just said. if I care? do I care, fuck yes!

"Thanks Liam, I can always count on you" he hands me a tissue and I wipe my eyes, I smile at him, he looks at his screen once again and I leave the room.

Zayns waiting outside the room and I look at him but he doesn't say anything instead he smiles at me for the first time in a while.

"Sup mate" he sounds.

"Me?" I look behind me incase there's someone else.

"Yes you, I heard you talking to Liam, and he's right, niall does need to hear it from you" I shrug and head towards nialls room

"I'm gonna tell him now" zayn resures me with a smile as I knock and he goes into his shared room with Liam. Them two always share.

I knock three times and wait for niall to come to the door. After a minute or two he isn't answering the door. I grab the handle and twist it, it opens so I breath in and stroll through thr door.

"Niall?" I ask for him but there's no reply. I wander through his small living room thing in this hotel room. It's a huge room but people thought we woupd share. Cos we did before all this anyway.