Niall’s POV
It’s been two months since Harry asked me to just try with him. You could say he’s been living with me. I don’t drive him to school. I don’t pick him up. I feel so bad about that but I just can’t get the strength to go out there. I do feed him and we sleep together. The spooning is the best part. But these past two days he’s been going to Louis’ because he’s having some problems with his boyfriend. It’s around midday now and I’m freaking out. Why you may ask? Well-
“Hey! watch where you're going!” I got shoved to the side and fell on the cold pavement, watching as a stampede of people sped by me. I tried to get up and ran around the nearest corner to a much less busy street and pulled at my hair in frustration. I can’t do this. I can’t. All I was doing was trying to do something nice for Harry and now this. Wait, Harry. I felt around my pockets for my phone and dialled his number with shaky hands.
“Niall I’m at school you kn-“
“Harry” I basically squeaked.
“What’s wrong Ni?” I could hear the panic in his voice.
“Haz I…I did something stupid….I….I’m lost”.
“Ni, I need you to calm down for me.Where are you? I looked around myself to see nothing that was familiar to me and choked a sob.
“You shouldn’t be here” A gruff man was standing tall and threatening and I shrunk down lower.
“Ni? Who was that?”
“Harry” I whimpered and I heard him sigh.
“I’ll come get you”. I let out a breath as he hung up. Harry’s coming. He’s going to help me. I cried as the scary man stood tall with his arms crossed across his chest.
“Niall?” Babe it’s okay” Harry wrapped his arms around me and lifted me, setting me in the back seat of a car. He got in the back with me and kept his arms around me as I cried on his shoulder. I looked up to see Louis looking in the rear-view mirror at me with disappointment.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry”. I lifted my head from Harry’s shoulder and looked up at him. “I’m sorry”
“Shh, it’s going to be okay” He pushed my hair back as I sobbed against his chest.
“I’m scared”.
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The Boy Next Door (boyxboy)
FanfictionNiall Horan is a 23 year old man who has Agoraphobia. He is afraid of leaving his home because that's the only place he feels safe from any harm. Therefore, he doesn't leave his house. Harry Styles is a 17 year old boy who's mother has recently pas...
