Darkness Within (Narry Storan, dark harry) boyxboy bxb

Chapter Five

After what happened in that goddamn gas station with Harry, I just got in to my car and drove home, not caring I left Liam and Addie in the restaurant.

I knew my mom worked late today, when I got home I went straight upstairs to my room and took off my clothes throwing them on the ground not caring where they fall and just went in to the bathroom turning on the shower, hoping it would snap me out of the terrified mood I was in.

I hated him, god I hated him, was he bipolar or something? One moment he’s normal and the next he shoves me up against the wall and accuses me of lying? Who the hell does he think he is?

I wasn’t scared anymore, no, I was pissed, pissed that he lets himself do something like that to me, I can get him arrested for what he did, maybe even send him to a madhouse, exactly where he belongs, I even have bruises on my wrists to prove it.

That psychotic, bipolar, asshole.

I ran my hand down my face cursing myself for getting so weak all the time and letting him fool me around so much, what the hell is wrong with me? Why do I let him do what ever the hell he wants to me? I could’ve at least screamed for help, but no, I was too busy smelling him.

Niall, you chicken, imbecile.

I turned the shower handle and got out of the shower being careful not to slip and fall on my ass, after grabbing a towel and wrapping it around myself I got back in to my room.

I grabbed some clean boxers and some sweats; I was about to drop my towel when I suddenly got the feeling that some one was watching me the feeling where the hair at the back of my neck stands and a chill goes through my spine. I looked around my room even though I knew I was alone, my room was dark since only the small lamp on my nightstand was on. I looked at my window and walked towards it, everything seemed quiet outside, too quiet, and dark, not one street light was on and I found it really strange since it was pretty late.

I squinted my eyes to see if I could see anything, but it was hard to do so, I was about to close my curtains when a small light caught my attention, it was from under one of the street lights, a figure was leaning against it and it had a small lighter in their hand, I could tell it was a man, the light from the lighter went out and a second later he light it up again, he kept lighting off and on the lighter over and over, and the scary thing was, he was looking straight at me.

I gulped when I figure who he was, the height, the hair, the bandana, the jeans and the bike parked a few meters away from him made it easy to know so.

I closed the curtain as fast as I could and closed my eyes while leaning against wall next to my window. I released a deep breath not actually believing what I had just seen, is he following me? Is he stalking me? What is he doing here?

I was thinking about locking the windows and doors when I had a stupid, stupid idea. It was foolish, senseless, but I wanted to confront him myself, I was tired of acting like a scared dog in front of him, and I’m going to go down there myself and tell him exactly what’s in my mind.

I stood up from the ground and threw my towel on my bed putting on my pants on, not even bothering to put underwear on and grabbed a shirt from the ground before running out of my room and down the stairs, opening the door and barging outside, I looked at where he was standing before and saw him still in his first place, still lighting the lighter every second, but he wasn’t looking at me, he was staring at the small fire in his hand, as if he was mesmerized by it.

Great, he’s a bipolar fire freak.

“What the hell are you doing here?”

I started yelling and walking over to him, I knew I was probably going to attract attention but truthfully I wanted to, because I was scared of him, and preferred not to be alone with him, if there were people he wouldn’t dare lay a finger on me, I know I sound like a coward but when it came to him, I guess I was one.