The Infection ~ A One Direction Fanfic

Chapter 8~ Cold Shoulder

                                                        Harry's P.O.V
I wasn't being that rude was I? I mean..ugh..why should I care. "Harry..Harry, wait!" Kes said, limping over to me.
"What?" I snapped. She looked at me with watery eyes.
"Can we talk? I want to know why you're acting like this." She grabbed my arm. I shook out of her grip.
"Acting like what? I'm perfectly fine. Just leave me alone and go to bed." I stormed to the door and went straight to my bedroom. Can't they just leave me be? I heard Kes quietly walk to her bedroom, sobbing, and Niall following shortly after. Those two were inseparable.

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                                           Kes' P.O.V
I walked into my room and lay on my stomach on the bed. I didn't feel like moving. "Kes?" I felt Niall's hand on my shoulder. I sat up and faced him.
"Yea? Here, sit down." I moved over on the bed, letting him sit. I felt like crying again, but I hated people seeing my cry.
"Are you feeling alright? Do you need anything?" he put his fingers through my hair,looking me in the eyes. He's always so worried, it's kinda cute actually.
"Haha, no, Niall. I don't need anything. I'm fine really. You should worry about yourself. Get some rest." I put my hand on his shoulder, giving him a quick hug. He pulled away giving me a quick, but sweet kiss on the lips.
"Fine. But tonight I'm sleeping here ok?" he crawled over to the other side of my bed and laid down.

Good thing I had a queen size bed. It'd be awkward other wise.
"Alright..but you better not fart." I jokingly said crawling under the covers.
"No promises" he said, turning onto his side. I couldn't help but lean over and give him another kiss.
"I-I-..I love you." I said, turning of the light. "I love you. Niall, I really do." I laid my head on the pillow, slowly falling asleep.
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                                                                  Niall's P.O.V

I woke up seeing Kes cuddled up beside me. How cute. I slowly climbed out of bed so I wouldn't wake her. I walked to the kitchen to fix all of us breakfast. I heard shuffling behind me, I looked and saw Harry, glum as could be. "Why so glum, chum?" I joked.
"Not in the mood." he said coldly as he grabbed some cereal and went back to his room. I guess it's just Kes and I eating then. I got out the bacon, knowing that it was her favorite food. I started up the pan when I heard a thump and quiet sobbing from Kes' room. "oh no.." I ran to Kes' room to see if she was alright.
"Kes?" I said opening her door. She was on the floor, curled up into a ball.
"It..it hurts so much.." she whimpered, clutching her side. I ran over and picked her up gently, placing her back on the bed.
"You have a fever again. I'll get a cold washcloth for your forehead." I said, quickly running to the kitchen. I got the washcloth and went back to her room. Harry was sitting on her bed, hugging her and whispering something to her.
"Hey..Niall, give me that cloth." he took the cloth and gently placed it on her forehead, laying her back down.
"Is she ok?" I asked nervously. I really didn't want to have to go back to the hospital.
"I'm-I'm fine..I need..a..bucket. Quick.." she said, clutching her stomach. Suddenly I felt like I needed one to.  I ran to the kitchen and got her a bucket, but not before I puked in the sink. Blood again. Great..I ran back to her room and gave her the bucket. She puked in the bucket as I held her hair back.
"Kes," Harry said taking the bucket, "It's blood. You need more fluids."
"She needs a doctor." I said grabbing the phone. Kes grabbed the phone from me.
"No. No I don't." she grabbed my hand and kissed the palm of it.
"Niall..were you cooking something?" suddenly I realised what he was talking about. there was a smell of burning smoke. The burner! I ran to the kitchen and saw the stove was on fire. I threw water on it but it made it worse. I ran back to Kes' room.
"Guys, come on! We have to get out, there's a fire!" I picked Kes up and threw her over my shoulder, running out of the house. I set her in the grass and went back in for Harry.
"Harry! What are you doing?" He was sitting on the kitchen table, the fire spreading almost to him.
"I'm waiting to die. Everyone else is, so why shouldn't I?" he looked my straight in the eyes as he said that. I ran over to him, and pulled him off the table, dragging him by his arm out the door.
"That's stupid Harry. Really stupid. Why would you even think that it was ok for you to die?!" I was practically yelling at him. I was so angry and confused, I was shaking and was about to cry. He grabbed my shoulders and shook me.
"Don't you see, Niall? We're all dying! Kes is writhing in pain every 5 minutes, you're puking up blood every 10. Face the reality!" he started to cry. I wiped his tears and pushed him off me.
"Don't you say that. We aren't dying. If you had listened and took Kes to the hospital when I said to, we wouldn't be in this mess. Don't give up, Harry." I walked over to Kes, who was laying on the grass.
"Are we really dieing, Niall?" she looked up at me with her sunken eyes. I could tell she was getting weaker. But that didn't mean she was dieing.
"No." was all I could manage to say. 

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                            Harry's P.O.V
The fire truck pulled onto the lawn. As they were putting out the fire, I walked over to Niall and Kes. "Listen," I choked out, "I'm sorry. I really am. I don't know what's wrong with me. It's just, everything seems to be going wrong." Niall looked away, I could tell he was holding in his tears.
"Harry, sit down." Kes grabbed my hand, pulling me to the grass. I gave her a hug, sobbing into her shoulder.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry" I kept saying. I felt Niall's hand on my shoulder.
"It's alright. It's not your fault. We can't blame you. All this stuff happening is really hard for you, and we aren't making it any better." he squeezed my shoulder and started off down the driveway.
"Where are you going?" I called running after him.
"I don't know. Anywhere but here." was all he said. He turned around and gave me a hug.
"Niall.."
"Don't. I'll stay in touch. You watch Kes..goodbye." that was the last time I saw him for a while.