the ballast of life // narry (slow updates) boyxboy

two

harrys pov

I stare at him in disbelief, of course he would have to be here. He stopped speaking as he noticed Zayn and Niall behind me. He looked between the three of us.

"What the fuck?" Dan says. I glare at him. We try to walk past, not wanting to fight right now because of our drunken state. He grabs me by the wrist, pulling me back, I wobble a bit.

"Let me go." I spat, trying to pry my wrist from his grasp.

"Where were you?" He angrily asked. He never cared where I was until now.

"It doesn't matter." I slurred. Nothing about us never mattered to him. Why is he so concerned now? Dan has been living with us for a year now, all he knows about me is my name and what school I go to, he never remembers our birthdays and yells at us for the smallest of things. I don't understand what my mum see's in him.

From the corner of my eye I notice Zayn awkwardly shift beside me. Zayn has probably never been in this situation before, he's only been my friend for a few weeks, so he isn't used to this. Niall on the other hand, has been in this position plenty of times.

"Where were you?" He pushes, his grip tightening by the second.

I don't answer him, I'm too tired. I already have a headache and there's two other people that are here with me right now.

"We went out." Niall speaks up, then laughs.

"Shut the fuck up, you delinquets! You think you barge into my house and talk like that to me?" He raised his voice. He's going to wake up Gemma and my mum.

"You asked a question, I answered it." Niall slurred. Dan glared at Niall, he couldn't say anything to him though. Niall isn't his. Niall is mine.

"This isn't your house." I dirvert the attention from Niall.

"Harry! I can smell you from here. Drugs and alcohol isn't something you should be into at your age." He ignored my previous statement. Why is he all of a sudden trying to act nice? Why is he pretending to care?

I don't know anymore.

He releases my wrists, I take that as my cue to leave. I usher for my friends to follow me upstairs to my room. I hear Dan's angry grunt from behind me, but I don't look back to see what he's doing.

We stumble into a small excuse for a bedroom. I have a double bed, but theres no way all three of us are going to fit on it.

"I shotgun the bed." Niall falls face first onto the dark blue sheets.

"I'm seriously gonna need another drink if that fucker comes up here." I say, now that I've slightly sobered up.

I hear muffled chuckles coming from Niall. Zayn jumps onto the bed, next to him. There's no way I'm sleeping on the floor. I jump inbetween them both, earning a groan from each of them. Satisfied with my accomplishment, a smirk makes it's way onto my face.

"What the fuck are 'ya doing?" Niall groans. He rolls over to face me.

Zayn was already asleep, I try to push him off, but he doesn't budge. Niall notices my struggle and kicks him off completly. A loud thump is heard underneath me. Zayn responds with a lot of cuss words and complaining.

"Shut up." I say.

Niall shuffles closer, trying to pull me to him.

"What are you doing?" I question.

"'m drunk and cold, do something." His hands find their way to my hair, twirling with his fingers, "Your hair's so soft!" He chuckles.

I stay silent with his interaction. Honestly, it feels nice. No one has ever played with my hair, but that's because I never let them. Niall's differnt though, I've known him longer. I trust him not to pull it out. I smile to myself at my ridicolous thoughts.

"Still cold." He complains.

"Then pull up the blanket, you dumb shit." I say reaching down for the duvet, until Niall's hands pull me back.

"I don't want the blanket, hug me, you dumb shit." He states.

"What?"

"I want you." I know he's totally drunk, I can taste the vodka in his breath, but it would be nice to know that he actually meant that. He could say it when he's completly sober, I would say it back and happy ever after, but my dreams have always been stupid and pointless, at least according to Dan.

I want you, too. Is what I want to say.

But I keep my mouth shut.

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a/n

This chapter took me litterally 83 years. I wanted to make it perfect but it isnt and idk what to do bc I'm not very good at writing bc ew.

Too much work.

I dont really know what else to say other than I'm probably gonna start another niall book once this story is atleast ten chapters in.

bye-bye :)

-twerknxrry