When the Sky Falls (A One Direction fanfiction)

Chapter 14- Late Night Phone Calls

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Ring ring

Ring ring

I rubbed my eyes and felt blindly for my phone on my bedside table. I glanced at the clock before picking up without looking at the ID caller.

1:00am.

“Hello?” I said croakily.

“Umm eerrr Mae?” I heard Harry say so softly I could barely hear him.

I sat up in my bed, getting more comfortable. Was everything okay? I heard a small sob from the other side of the phone.

“Hey, Haz is everything alright? Are you okay” I asked concern strong in my voice.

“I- he-”  he began to talk but was cut off by a loud sob. I could hear him crying as he stuttered, trying to tell me what was wrong. I didn’t want to push him, or he might snap but my curiosity and concern was killing me.

“I- d-ont know what to do” he stuttered.

“Don’t know what to do about what Harry?” controlling the urge to demand what was wrong.

I could hear him taking in deep breaths, trying to get his breathing under control and stop crying.

“I-I Lo-“ he was cut off again by another sob, it must’ve been hard for him to tell me what he was going to say.

He began sobbing even louder and I could picture the salty tears streaming down his face.  I heard a thud. The sound of the phone hitting the soft carpet.

“Harry?” I asked.

No reply.

Just him continuing to cry.

I felt a pang in my heart, what must he be going through?

Then he stopped.

Why had he stopped?

I heard his footsteps leaving the room…

Oh no.

Oh god no.

He couldn’t be doing that could he?!

He’d seemed like he was getting better, but I guess it was just a mask.

I jumped up from my bed and fumbled around the room till I found the switch. I quickly slipped on a pair of track pants and a hoodie. I grabbed my phone and bolted out the door, shutting it gently behind me so that Noah wouldn’t wake up. I would message Noah about where I was later.

The cold air sent a shiver down my spine. Damn I had forgotten shoes, but that didn’t matter. I started sprinting down the street, my heart thudding loudly.The spare key Niall had given me I clenched in one hand feeling it dig into my skin, my phone in the other pressed against my ear as I desperately tried to get a reply from Harry.

The whole street was silent other than the sound of my bare feet slapping against the concrete. The sky was dark other than the streetlamps lining the road which lit my path.

As I neared the house I sprinted faster, though I didn’t think it was possible to go any faster then I already was. I ran up to the door and frantically fumbled with the lock. I needed to be quiet, or the other would hear. I slowly opened the door and to creaked loudly echoing through the silent house. I closed the door behind me and locked it quickly and hurried up the stairs quietly.

I could see the thin slice of light filtering through the slightly ajar door of the bathroom. As I got closer I could hear Harry’s quiet sobs.

I opened the door gently trying not to scare the poor thing. He was very delicate know, I didn’t want him to break.

He was there once again sitting on the floor sobbing quietly a razor in hand.

But he hadn’t cut.

Not Yet.

He glanced up hopefully, but when he saw me his face fell in disappointment.

“Hazz” I said gently.

He looked at the razor, then back at me.

He dropped it and brought his hands up to his chest, as if afraid of touching it.

He slid back so he was leaning against the wall. He ran his fingers through his hair, hands shaking.

I shuffled over and sat down next to him and leant my head down on his shoulder. He smiled a little knowing that this was my way of telling him that I was there for him. I found his hand and interlinked it with mine. He would talk when he was ready.

We sat there for what seemed like hour. As he controlled his breathing. Both of us staying silent and simply sitting there.He was began to calm down. Just like we had, exactly 9 days ago.

He mumbled something.

"I'm sorry Hazz, I diddnt hear you. What did you say?"

Then he spoke, a bit more confidently this time. 

"I love Niall"

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Yeah, this involves homosexual/s (unkown if there is more than one :P not revealing anything)

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~Molly♥ xx

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