The Library Boy {Niam}

Chapter 17

Niall’s Pov.

“I’m scared.” I whined softly as Harry looked at me. We are currently in my bedroom since Harry claims I have to look “Fabulous” for my first day at school. “There’s nothing to be afraid off as long as you’re dressed well.” Harry chuckled as I roll my eyes.

“Niall! Louis is here!” I smile weakly. Grandpa has been quite cheery lately. He seems to enjoy seeing me with friends and all. Friends that I never had. I’m not mad at him for not showing up in the hospital. It turned out that he discussed with Liam I would stay at his place that night so he could try and go visit my parents about my condition. It turned out the doctors expected that I’d die even faster then they actually told me about and ofcourse Gramps wanted that everyone could say goodbye to me in  a proper way.

Anyways, I’m still here and I’m no longer a victem of cancer and fuck… It feels damn good.

Harry had arrived about an hour ago yelling me out of my bed as he got me dressed in one of the outfits he bought for me. Then we had looked over everything I need for today and stuffed it in my bag as Louis came around to drive us to school. Which was now.

I haven’t heard anything from Liam anymore. I guess I’ve been pretty clear. The fact that we are no longer together doesn’t mean that I don’t love him anymore. I actually really miss him, but I try to ignore it. I have to. I never meant to get this attached to someone. I never allowed myself too because I knew they’d eventually leave and I’d be the one ending up hurt, but never, never ever has someone leaving hurt as much as it did now and the fun part is that I actually told Liam to leave. He would probably still be here, hold my hand at school at my first day. He didn’t leave because he wanted to, but because I told him too and yet I have this bad ache in my chest whenever his face crosses my mind.

His round nose, short but soft brown hair, his puppy deep brown eyes and his full lips he can pout with so well.

“Niall, are you okay?”  I flinch slightly when Harry touches my shoulder as I snap back to reality and look at him frowning. “Y-yeah, ofcourse.”  “You sure?”  “Just nervous I guess.”  The look on his face tells me he doesn’t believe me, yet he doesn’t say anything else about it. I know Harry is going to visit Liam this weekend and it somehow makes me scared. Scared that Harry will come home with the news that Liam is together with someone else or is doing great. It’s not like I want him to feel like crap, but if he’s doing completely well he probably never cared about me.

“Heey, you’re going to be okay, yeah?” I nod. “We should go. Louis is waiting for us.”  I nod and follow him downstairs after taking on my jacket and grabbing my bag. Gramps smiles at me. I think he’s actually going to cry, so I walk over to him and hug him tightly. He takes a step back and then reveals a small necklace. “Your grandmother gave this to me at my first day at work.” He tells me. “I was as nervous as you are.” Really, he knows all about that. I’ve been bouncing through the library all week. First I wanna say I can’t take it, but I know he’ll force it onto me anyways. I smile an thank him softly as Harry helps me hang it around my neck.

My stomach is upset, but I decide to ignore it. It’s probably just stress.

School. Here I come.

Harry’s Pov.

Niall’s first day at school had been fantastic. I’ve never seen someone so excited. Friday he felt unwell though as Chris decided it was better if he stayed home. According to Niall is had nothing to do with the surgery. Just a major stomachache and throwing up. I would have checked up on him if I wasn’t stuck with alot of homework and decided to go to London tomorrow to see how Liam is. He still didn’t return any texts or calls and I’m simply kind of worried at this point.