Beautiful Sin |Narry|

17

Harry
There's no energy left in my body to even let myself stand up from Niall's bed. I've been laying here for what seems like hours and I still haven't heard the front door open or shut to indicate that Niall has arrived.

My body feels hopeless, emotionally tired. I know he's out roaming around thinking, but that scares me. What if he overthinks and wants to leave? My heart speeds up at the thought. No, he can't just leave. He's stirred too much inside of me, he has awoken things in me that I've tried so hard to keep asleep, so he can't just leave me.

What if he's right about Ernie? I love Ernie, I wouldn't be where I am today without him. But, what if that makes him think that since he's got me to where I am that he feels as if he can control my life. He can't. I don't think he is, but what if he actually is? Yes, he does get irritating when he tries to set me up on dates or when he constantly asks me if I have fallen into my temptation again, but then, what if Niall's right about his bad feelings towards him?

Maybe I'm overthinking, but that's all that can roam in my head other than where Niall is and I don't want to worry too much about that because if I do, I'd go crazy, so overthinking this Ernie situation is the next best thing.

Niall left around one in the afternoon, where can he be? I pick up my phone beside me, pressing the home button to see what time it is now.

Wow, it's seven-thirty. He must really be thinking hard. And double wow, I've been laying down for six hours doing nothing, but thinking, So in the same sense, I can understand how long someone can think for because Niall and I have basically been doing the same thing, but he left. That's the only difference.

I've noticed that whenever he has to think, he leaves. As if he can't be around me. He's ignored me for days and now he's left me for hours. What's really going on?

Do I really mess that much with his mind that he can't even be around me to think? Is that healthy when you live with the person that blocks out your train of thought? I don't mean to disturb his thinking, but why do I? What do I do to bother him?

"Harry?" I hear Niall's voice as the sound of the door slamming loudly makes me jump. I look around the now dark room before standing up with a grunt.

I'm scared, I don't want to be, but I am. I don't want to know what he has to say. I don't want to know what his six, long, hours of thinking consisted of.

"Harry?" I hear him call out again and my stomach starts to flop around, my nerves are getting the best of me.

"I'm coming." I call back, skipping some of the steps of my stairs, reaching the bottom floor quickly.

"Hey." He mumbles and I finally look at him. He's still in his gym shorts with a loose black shirt. I scan him up and down and my eyes land on a small bouquet in his hands, it's a very small bouquet, almost a mini version of a flower bouquet, but this bouquet only contains one single red rose with some small leaves and flowers to tidy it all up in a brown sheet. It's really adorable.

His hand that contains the small bouquet reaches out to me, "For you." He mumbles out again. I start to walk into the middle of the living room where he's standing. He bought me flowers and I love the feeling that his small gesture is giving me. He didn't have to buy me anything, but he did and I love it.

Once I reach him, I grab the small bouquet from his hands, admiring the small rose before looking back at him. "You didn't have to do this you know?" He smiles softly at me before turning around to take a seat on the couch.