Niall's Pov
It was only two days later that Liam walked in with a brand new camera because he had decided that he wanted to picture the pregnancy for later. We still haven’t talked about everything that has happend, mainly because I’ve been flat against the bed for the past two days because my stomach was hurting so badly.
As expected Liam stayed with me all the time and tried to make me feel better. I doubt wether I have to tell him about the fact I kissed Zayn. I mean, we weren’t together when that happend but it still felt like cheating.
“But besides the Camera, did the pain killers work?” Liam asked. I nod and smile weakly as I sit down on his lap. “Niall, I think we should talk about everything that happend.” Liam said quietly. “I agree.” I simply say. “You start.”
And so he did. “You see ehm.. My parents always have been busy with work and such, which caused me to always be alone. They didn’t give me the supported I needed. Instead, they gave me money and all the things I “wanted” expect from what I needed, which was love and them being there for me. I got bullied at school eventually and started getting depressed. I’ve been living on my own since I was about 16, so my parents didn’t exactly notice that I started drinking, neither did they know I skipped school since well, the school obviously tried to contact them but they were too busy to respond. The only person that noticed what was actually going on was Harry, who was my only friend. He managed to get me off it.. It’s just.. Whenever I trusted someone; they let me down. It just hurt over and over to the point where I couldn’t take it anymore and I’ve decided never to trust again unless it was Harry and then you came along..”
He teared up slightly. “It’s just, he showed me that picture and I got so mad at myself.. I was so mad that I got hurt once again because you “cheated” on me that I didn’t even see the possibility that it could have been fake despite the fact I knew your ex is such an asshole. So.. I felt bad and I got my hands on alcohol again. When I drink nothing comes in anymore. I hear it, it just doesn’t come through. So when I called you that night about you sitting on Zayn’s lap when you guys watched the soccer match.. You saying you had one more month to live just didn’t come through. It finally did when Harry sent me the pictures and such.. I instantly made sure you could get surgery and then tried to get here as soon as possible and well, I nearly got in too late..I can’t help it but feel even more guilty about kissing Zayn now. I realise it was a huge mistake. I know I was caught up in the moment. But I know that Zayn feels alot more for me than I do for him. So I decide to not tell Liam, just because I don’t want him to worry and because I’m scared he might get his hands on alcohol again, which he didn’t touch over the past two days.
“It’s okay.. We just need to work on this okay? And we will do it together.” I assured him as he smiled weakly pulling me in for a deep kiss.
“I love you.” He whispers against my lips, causing me to smile because I know he means it. I know it because he shows me in so many ways without meaning too. “I know. I love you too.”
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It’s Harry that walks in that afternoon crying. He and Louis got into a fight. Harry still refused to talk to Louis as Louis had gotten pretty mad. Harry had been a bit taken aback and was unsure what to say as Louis had told him they were over and Harry was completely freaking out.
“I just.. I’m so stressed! Everyone is expecting things from me. I’m in three bloody clubs at school, I take about ten subjects because my dad wants me too. I didn’t even have time to talk things out. I wasn’t even ignoring him on purpose, I was just really busy and grumpy. I tried to tell him that but he wouldn’t listen.” He sobbed. I sigh and walk over to him hugging him as we both settle down on the couch. I’m not quite sure how to react. Normally I’m the one receiving help, but I’m determinded to help Harry with this problem.
He’s clearly very upset about it and I hate to see him like this.
“Maybe Louis is just mad. I mean, I kinda understand that he feels bad and ignored. I’m sure he will come around and listen to you.” “You don’t know Louis then. The last fight we had nearly crushed our relationschip too.” “Yeah, it nearly did, but in the end it didn’t. You guys will get through this.”
Harry shrugged and I try to think of a proper solution. The best thing to do right now is probably wait for Louis to calm down. “Why don’t you text him asking if he can meet you tomorrow at a restaurant? He will be less angry and upset then probably and you can’t exactly start screaming at eachother in a place like that.” He nods slowly and pulls his phone out texting Louis.
We watch tv while we wait for a reply that comes only a view minutes after. Harry bursts out in tears right after reading it so badly that he’s unable to speak and hands me his phone.
“You had your chance to talk. We’re through Harry.”
I sigh. “How about I go by his house tomorrow okay? I mean, I’ll try. But if my stomach aches are too bad I’ll ask Liam to do it for me. I’m sure he will since you’re basically his best friend.” I tell him smiling weakly. “Thanks Niall.” He whispers hugging me softly and that’s when I realise how much Harry has actually done for me over the past view months.
He saved my relationship with Liam and now I’m going to go through great lenghts to save his.
Because someone like Harry, who’s always there for others, deserves to be happy. You only have to look at him and Louis for a ten seconds to just know they’re made for eachother.
Also, I know that if Louis pulls through with this, he’s going to regret it.
Once again I apologize for the late update like I've been doing alot lately. I'm currently not doing too well. School takes alot of time as I work too. There are quite some personal things going on as well causing me to run out of energy easily. However, it's weekend now so I wrote a quick chapter. I hope you guys like it. I've got a drama planned so, just wait for it.. (:
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