Something Great (Niall Horan)

Chapter 23 - Punching

Chapter 22 - Punching

§•Harry's POV•§

He's not crying, which is weird. He's kinda just resting his head on my chest. Wow, I've hugged him a lot lately. Which kinda hurts still. You know, since he gave me that bruise. I don't mind though. He needs a hug. Holy shit. He trusts me.

"Niall, come back down." I say to him. He shakes his head.

"You want me to help you, so come down." I say. He shakes his head again.

"I know Kristin's mad at me cause I told her off, but I bet she won't pity you this time. If she does, I'll tell her off again." I say. He doesn't respond immediately, but slowly nods his head.

He straightens up, and I pull my arms back. He looks up. His eyes are bloodshot, and are glossy with tears. He's biting his lip, which is probably quivering. He could fall apart at any second. The fact he hasn't yet, is amazing.

"I guess." He says, unsure of his answer. I stare a him for a while longer. I nod, and we exit his room.

I head down the stairs first, looking back at him every other step. We reach the bottom, and I can feel everyone staring at us. I glare at them. They stop staring. Niall goes and sits on the empty couch. I mentally face palm. I follow him over, and sit next to him. Soon everyone is having a small conversation with someone. Zayn walks over, and sits on the other side of Niall.

"Hey." He says, trying to start a conversation.

"Um, hi." Niall says. He is so uncomfortable right now.

"Oh! Guess who I was talking to earlier." Zayn says, suddenly remembering something. Niall starts thinking of who it could be.

"I don't know." He says, giving up.

"Calum." Zayn smirks. Niall instantly perks up. Ugh, why didn't I think of calling them?!

"Really?" Niall asks.

"Yup." Zayn nods.

"They're on break, and so are we. So... either we can go there or they can come here." Zayn says. Niall grins.

"When do we leave?" He asks, eagerly. Curse you Zayn.

"Whenever you want." Zayn says.

"Did you ask Simon?" I ask Zayn. We always have to ask Simon.

"Yup." He nods.

"Well, before we go anywhere, a flight would be good." Liam says, plopping next to me.

"Good idea." I say.

"Simon said he'd give us the private jet." Zayn says.

"Ok, well, when do you want to leave?" I ask Niall.

"I'd say today, but it's almost midnight, and nobody's packed." Niall says.

"So tomorrow?" Liam asks. Niall nods. I totally just noticed that Kristin was glaring at me. Well, if she's glaring at me then she's not pitying Niall.

"Zayn help me pack." Ashley says, sitting on Zayn's lap.

"Sure babe." He says, kissing her forehead. Gross. Once again, I'm still a loner. They walk up the stairs, disappearing into their room. Oh no. I see Niall glance at Kristin, and she glances at him.

"Um, you want me to help you pack?" He asks her. This better end well.

"Yeah, thanks." Kristin smiles at him. They both get up, and walk up to their room.

"Thank gosh!" I say. They all laugh at me.

"Zayn outsmarted you." Louis teases me.

"I don't see you outsmarting me." I say, sassily.