Slide Away (Narry A.U )

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

*Author's P.O.V*

"Why are you back here again?" Harry questions a week later once he opens his front door to see the blonde standing there with a smile on his face.

"I brought you a cupcake and a balloon because I didn't want to get you a get well soon card or a just hang in there card because that would be really lame. I also remember that you don't like those so I obviously wasn't going to get you something you didn't like cause I'm not a dickhead and I'll shut up now." Niall answers, waving the items around.

"I see that you still ramble." Harry states with a chuckle before panicking when he tries to step inside.

"I would kind of like to come in. It's a bit chilly out and I want to make sure you don't throw my gifts away." Niall says with a chuckle.

"No you can't." Harry rushes out trying to hide his body as best as he could behind the door.

He wasn't ready yet to deal with the stares that Niall was going to give him if he saw him. He's still not use to people staring at him when he accidentally reveals himself. All they give him are looks of pity and disturbed. There's no way he's going to let the blonde give him that look. With that, he slams the door close then rests his forehead against it. He rushes to his room with a limp then looks for some clothes that will cover up good enough. The search doesn't last for long since he had change his clothing style since his accident. Once he is clothed, he looks at himself in the mirror to make sure that anything isn't showing.

He walks back to the front door then slowly opens it. In the back of his mind he thinks that the blonde is long gone. That thought is proven false when he sees him still standing there with a grin. He lets him in then close the door. A smile wants to appear on his lips when he sees the message on the cupcake but he coughs and force his mouth to stay in a thin line. There's no need for him to be happy. Being happy means something can take it away. That something is usually himself. He takes the balloon and ties it to the vase in the corner of the living room. He takes the cupcake to the kitchen then place it inside the fridge. He enters his living room again to see the blonde walking around it and looking closely at everything.

"Why do you have a wheelchair?" Niall asks innocently while running his fingertips along the armrest of it.

"Can I see your scars?" Harry questions quickly, glancing at the top of the turtle neck he is wearing."All of it?"

"I don't know." Niall answers with his hand instantly coming up to rest on his covered wrist.

"I won't take a picture or record if that's what you're worried about." Harry reassures, watching as he fiddles with his cuff.

"That's not what I'm worried about." Niall mumbles only to receive a confused look.

"Then what are you worried about?" Harry asks then doesn't receive an answer from that.

The life in his green eyes appear as he watches him slowly start to lift his shirt. The scars that he sees on the bottom of his stomach doesn't have serve burns. As the shirt comes completely, that's when the life washes away and pain fill them. The burns are so dominant that they look as if they would still hurt if he touch them. The urge to run his fingers along it is so strong. The temptation consumes him and the next thing he knows is that he is gently touching it. The moment he makes contact he feels him flinch and suck in air. He kind of does want to take picture so he can study it some more in his free time. That's something he definitely won't give in to though.

"Were you going to use that acid to kill yourself?" Niall questions, causing him to press down on his skin a bit too hard.

"Can you please stop asking questions that doesn't concern you." Harry hisses out, pulling away from him with a roll of his eyes.

"Harry you were gonna put yourself in so much pain. Who knows how that would have damaged your body if you would have survived. Why would you want to do that to yourself?" Niall says as he slowly puts his shirt back on.

"News flash Horan. I would like to keep my thoughts and feelings to myself. Nobody gets a free pass. Not you, my mother, my father, my sister, or anyone else so stop trying to become my therapist. I don't need one." Harry replies then walking to his front door again.

"Your life is so precious. I never wanted or want to think how different my life would be if you weren't in it. I just want you to talk to me. Easy my mind a little at least. That's all I ever want from you." Niall explains while pouting.

"Alright you've overstayed your welcome. It's best if you leave now." Harry responds, opening the front door then motioning for him to get out.

"I'm sorry." Niall says then hugs him and leaves, which leaves him stun for the remaining of the day.
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Thoughts??? Predictions??? I have other trash stories to check out if you're new here.

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