Niall's P.O.V.
"Aw Harry! Look at this sweater for Nala."
"Niall come on, we can't be here for too long."
"I know...but look, it has paw prints on it!"
I hear Harry sigh and I throw it into the basket anyway. The last few days with little Nala have been great. There's just something about her that makes me feel, normal again. And when it's late at night and Harry is asleep, I scratch behind her ears and tell her everything. She's a cat, I know that, but she can't tell anyone what I say. And she certainly can't take it to the press.
Harry and I walk up to the check out counter. Harry starts pulling everything out of the basket so the little old lady can scan it. We bought everything from Nala's sweater, to pickles. I stand behind Harry and begin tugging on my sweatshirt. It feels like everyone is starring at me. I keep my head down as Harry hands the lady our money and grabs the bags. I walk behind him to the car and quickly jump into the passenger seat.
"I'm surprised we didn't get spotted."
"It was mostly mothers and old lady's, probably why."
I sigh and lean back into my seat and wait for the ride home to be over.
"Nala! I'm home!"
I run into the living room and I find her curled up on the couch. I pick her up and she gives a quiet 'meow'. I begin taking the tags off the purple paw print sweater, when Harry comes into the room.
"Niall.."
"Harry look how cute Nala is! The sweater fits perfectly.."
"Niall."
"What?"
"Levi is out on bail.."
"H-how do you k-know?"
"The police station called and left a message."
I don't respond and begin petting behind Nala's ears.
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Learning to Live
FanfictionAfter Niall returns home from the hospital, he begins to experience the horrors of the aftermath. He tries to get better, for the boys sake. But when he can't remember his place in the world, who knows what will happen. *Sequel to My Living Hel...
