People whom have seen Niall and I together will probably assume we're a couple. People like Zayn, Liam, and Louis, think we're a couple. Truth is, we're actually not.
I'm still struggling to officially ask Niall to be my boyfriend. I mean, it's hard. I've only known him for a few weeks, and I don't know every single detail about him. Yeah, we hang out on a daily basis and all, but again, we've only known each other for a short amount of time.
On Saturday, all Niall and I did was stroll around the streets of England. On Sunday, I accompanied Niall and Zayn to the ear doctor to get a new hearing aid for Niall since he accidentally stepped on his last one.
And yesterday, well, I didn't hear a word from Niall yesterday at all.
It's Tuesday morning and I'm currently at work at the diner with Liam and Louis. Liam's out doing the dishes in the back, Louis is taking his shift at the cash register, and I'm scribbling down orders.
I keep on looking over to the door every time the small bell rang; desperately hoping it's Niall who just walked in, but it's never who I expect it to be.
I haven't heard anything from Zayn either. I've texted him a few times, but never did I get a reply. I've also asked Louis and Liam if Zayn and Niall were okay, they both gave me petrified expressions, but told me that 'they're fine' and that I 'shouldn't worry about them'
Their expressions are the cause of the way I am feeling right now.
Am I worried? Of course.
Am I curious? Why wouldn't I be?
Is anybody going to tell me anything? Probably not.
All too suddenly, a loud clap of thunder roared from the sky. Rain started pouring rapidly and strong, and lighting flashed from different directions up in the clouds. A few people in the diner started cheering, as others groaned, and some just kindly ignored the whole situation.
The bell at the entrance rang, and I was surprised to see Zayn and Niall both standing there dripping wet.
I may or may have not dropped my notepad and pen as soon as Niall's eyes glued on over to mine. I was frozen at my spot. Which was weird, because I hadn't realized how much I missed Niall in the past day.
Zayn nudges his head towards a booth, gesturing for them to take a seat, and Niall nods. Zayn starts walking and Niall sends me a weak smile before following along behind Zayn.
As quickly as could be, I grab my notepad and pen from the floor, and make my way towards the booth where Zayn and Niall were being seated on.
"Hey, are you guys alright? I didn't hear anything from the two of you at all yesterday." The two of them stayed quiet, both looking quite agitated, and neither of them looking over at my direction. "What's wrong?" I asked, my voice filled with worry.
When Niall turned his head to me, it looked as if he were about to break down.
"Harry, can I talk to you in private, please?" Zayn asks, his eyes focusing elsewhere other than me.
I look from Niall to Zayn, and slowly nod my head as I answer, "Yeah, yeah."
Zayn gets up from his seat and sends a quick nod to Niall. Zayn and I head out of the diner, and as soon as we come in contact with the rain outside, Zayn let's out a loud sigh.
"Listen Harry. I'm sorry that you didn't hear from Niall and I yesterday and I know that you're probably wondering why you didn't, but the thing is, I can't tell you why."
"Can I ask why not?"
"It's not my place to tell. It's Niall's."
"Zayn."
"I'm very sorry, Harry." Zayn said his last words to me, leaving me slightly addled and worried as he made his way back inside the diner.
To say I was afraid to go back inside and face Niall, is an understatement. I don't know what's going to happen, or if Niall is going to tell me anything that might upset me.
So instead of going in there and getting an answer, I just stood there in the rain, wanting to be left clueless.
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I don't know how some of you actually read this story because it's honestly shit. omfg.
Well, here's an update, and I'm sorry it was short! I haven't updated in quite a while, so yeah.
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-Karlaa'
