Somebody that I used to know (Niall Horan Fan Fiction) **TEMPORARY HIATUS**

Chapter 8

AN: So this chapter starts with a Louis P.o.V.

Hope you're going to like it!

Chapter 8

Louis P.o.V.

I can tell by her voice that something is wrong, but she just won't tell me what happened after Liam talked to her.

Since then she's awkwardly silent, she avoids to look anyone in the eyes and I'm pretty sure that I saw a tear in the corner of her eye.

"Elli, are you okay?", I ask her.

"Yeah, I'm fine. No need to worry.", she answers.

"But I do worry Elia. If something's wrong please talk to me."

"Okay. I better leave now."

"See you tomorrow?", I want to know.

"Maybe."

I watch her walking to the door, her head down.

I know that something happened.

I'm worried sick, but I can't help her.

The only one who can is Niall.

I walk upstairs to hear an awkward noise coming out of Niall's room.

I slowly open the door and see him standing in the middle of the room, his eyes red and puffy from crying, with a broken mirror in his hands.

Blood drips from his hand, like he broke the mirror with his fist.

"Niall, are you okay?", I ask worried.

"Jesus Louis, do I look like I am?"

"Calm down Niall, let me help you."

"No. Don't act like you care."

"But I do care.", I tell him in shock.

"No one cares. You are all just curious. Why can't you guys just let me being?", he sobs.

"That's not true. You're one of my best mates, why wouldn't I care?"

"Because you think I'm a dickhead."

"You act like one, but that doesn't mean that you are one.", I say.

I can literally see his walls slowly breaking down.

He looks straight in my eyes and it's like I can look in his soul.

I know exactly what happened, why he's such a wreck.

"Let me get you a bandage Niall.", I say, breaking the intense moment.

"The first-aid-bag is here.", he says, his voice husky from bawling his eyes out.

He looks exhausted, like he hadn't slept in ages.

"You need to sleep Niall."

I clean the wound and wrap the bandage around his hand.

"But I can't sleep."

"Why not?"

"Nightmares.", he whispers.

"Do you want me to stay?", I whisper back.

"Would you?"

"Sure."

I watch Niall drifting into a deep sleep, I feel his breath becoming steady and calm.

I let out a sigh of relieve, he looks so innocent and happy while he's sleeping that I have the feeling the old Nialler is back.