Nialls P.O.V
Ive been here about a week now, And honestly I can say the food is amazing, but I miss home, I miss LiLi Trying to cook and failing miserably, I hate being all alone, other then nurses, nobody has come to see me, The all must think im some kind of freak. Well Im not, Im Still Niall, The Loving boy, who eats all the time, and loves to laugh. I get up off the bed and pace around my room, Im not aloud out to see if I get a visitor for another 2 hours, and the sad thing is, when we are all in the rooms, waiting for somebody to come, I know i will still be all alone.y,
Liam P.O.V
I want to see him, I really do, but I know its one of us who triggered the cutting again, And i dont know who it is. Maybe Its because i didnt ,talk to him in the car that day, or maybe when he regected food it was his warning to me and i didnt pick it up. I run my fingers threw my hair in frustration, tugging at my brown locks slightly , I pick up my Iphone and tap away
Hey, would you visit Niall today, He is probably Lonely and I cant go- Liam
Uh sure.... What time - Hazza
About 5:00 dont be late!-Liam
I smile I really didnt have plans, but I know im the one causing him pain, the look in his eyes when I caught him for the 3rd time in the past 2 years, he knew i would get him help, but he didnt want it. He liked his cuts, the reminded him of something, Sometimes i would see him tracing his scars with his finger while smiling, I shudder at the thought, why would tearing your flesh open make you happy, thats just fucked up.I go up to my bed, and decide im going to take a nap
"Morning Niall", I say sweetly as i go into his room, Trying to be as nice as possible Nialler has been of it since his 18th birthday last week, Maybe he feels old, or maybe he is just tired, but i cant help but notice the look of hurt and shame in his eyes, His back is turned to me as i approach him, He has headphone in his ears blasting what i think is my chemical romance, i dont love you. I walk in front of the beautiful face, Tears soaking his cheeks, I look down at where his hand is shaking , a blade pressed against his wrist, where pink lines decorate the skin, he looks me in the eyes, and drags the blade once more.
I wake up tear steaming down my face, I wish that was only a dream but in reality, it was a memory haunting my dreams, I shouldhave got him help right there, but i was foolish . he got me to think that he would stop, he promised me. But i guess promises can be broken. He broke his promise now im gonna break mine.
Im Leaving the band , I say as i walk into Louis Harrys and Zayns flat. Harry laughs, " You cant bud, its in the contract your stuck with us 3 for another 7 years " I wince at the sentence 'Us 3' I cough, " You mean you 4." There eyes drifting to the floor, ever since Niall left for rehab, the act like he isn't even in the band. " HES STILL IN THIS FUCKING BAND. HE IS STILL NIALL. HES GETTING HELP SO HE CAN BE OUR NIALL AGAIN JESUS YOU GUYS ARE FUCKING ASSHOLES" I say leaving there flat and slamming the door.
Nialls P.O.V
I sit at the table waiting for nobody to show up but to my surprise a mop of curls sit beside, Me. My eyes drift to the table where my arms are sitting, Still bandaged. I feel a hand slip into mine, I look up and see Harrys Green eyes looking me straight in the eyes, there red and puffy. " Im so Sorry Niall" He cries, I nod, not knowing if he means for letting Liam put me in here, Or for what he did. " Your not gross, your perfect, I miss you as my best friend i really do, and um.. I have to tell you something" He says now smiling because of the last part. I nodonce again im completely speechless, Harry Styles Has said sorry after 2 years, Finally I can have my best friend back.
" I gay and in love with Louis"
