Cannibal

Six

NOT EDITED

"Your home is lovely Ni." My dad says for the tenth time. "But it wouldn't hurt anybody to clean a bit."

I hate him so much

"I haven't been home to clean."

"Where have you been? Obviously not at work."

Ignoring his comment I continue to speak, "I was actually out with friends."

"Really? Who?"

"My neighbor Harry, and my other friend Zayn." I say proudly.

I never really had friends growing up. We had a really shitty house and hardly any money so I just kept to myself, so I wouldn't gut picked on for my home life.

"Wow. I'm proud of you Niall." He says smiling. "When can I meet these two?"

"Uh... Zayn's probably somewhere with Louis right now but you could maybe meet Harry?" He nods as I slowly walk to the door. "Wait here, I'll see if he's round." Quickly I walked out of my apartment straight to Harry's. Knocking only once before he opened the door- only in his boxers I mite add.

"Hey Ni, what's up?" He asks, as I try to keep my eyes on his face.

"My dad is here and he would like to meet you."

He gives me a look, "Why would he want to meet me?"

"I'll explain later. Please?" He nods and quickly disappears before coming back, now wearing a black shirt with some sweats. Slowly we walk across the hall to my apartment- me trying to walk slower so I wouldn't have to see this.

When we walked in my dad sat in the same chair I left him in but this time he had my copy of 'To Kill A MokingJay' and was reading. "Dad, this is Harry." I gulp. Quickly he averts his eyes from the book and his gaze locks with Harry's.

"Hello Harry." He says with a small smile.

"Hi."

"So your one of Niall's friends?"

"Uh yeah, yeah I am."

"You seem like a nice lad." I watch as my dad and Harry continue to speak, talking about sports and how me and him became friends. "So this Zayn lad, he's Niall's friend too?"

"Yeah, Me, Zayn, and Louis are probably Niall's best friends right now." Harry says with a smirk.

"That's so good to know." My dad chuckles. "I've actually got to head out. It was lovely meeting you Harry, and Niall, next time I will be expecting to meet Louis and Zayn." I nod as my dad gives me a quick hug before making his way out the door.

"Your dad seems nice." Harry states hopping off the couch.

"Yeah only because you were here." I mutter.

"Now, are you gunna tell me why you dad wanted to meet me?"

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"So he thinks me and the boys are your only friends?" I nod. "Does he know you and Liam are a thing?"

"Sadly no. My dad doesn't even know I'm gay."

Harry frowns, "How does he not know?" I stay silent. "Ni?"

"He doesn't believe in men liking other men, okay!" I snap.

"Niall, just because your dad doesn't believe in it doesn't mean you have to hide your love for Liam."

"Yes it does Harry. My life is like a chess game- but my dad is in control! Everything I do is up to my dad."

"For fucks sake Ni, your twenty years old! Grow a pair and tell him you love Liam!"

"It's not that simple Harry! I've tried to tell him- multiple times!" Now I'm full on crying. "He always shoots me down or tells me not to talk about that in his presence! All I've ever wanted to do was be my own man-" my words fade off into sobs.

"Your life shouldn't be up to him Ni," Harry murmurs. "Hoc tuum est creare."

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Hoc tuum est creare means "This is yours to create" in Latin btw.