Heal [a Zarry story]

Chapter 37

                       -Harry-
"Niall?" Zayn asked, approaching him.

"Oh, you're back." He said weakly, looking up at us.

"What's going on?" Zayn asked, helping him up. I picked his bags up, letting us all into the flat.

"Melissa and I had a massive fight, she hates me. So, I came to live here." Niall said, slumping down on the couch.

"Live?" I echoed, raising my eyebrows.

Zayn elbowed me discreetly, giving me a mean look before going to comfort Niall.

"She doesn't hate you Niall, what happened?" Zayn asked, looking at him.

I rubbed my side, sitting in the armchair and looking at Niall. He sighed heavily.

"I forgot her birthday." He mumbled.

"It's today?" Zayn asked.

He nodded. "That's why she wasn't at work today." He said to me.

"We've been...celebrating the past few days because of her manager promotion, and suddenly she stopped talking to me and started rejecting me. I got upset and said a few things I regret, she told me it was her birthday then said alot of things that made me feel about this big," He said, holding his hand up, his index finger and thumb apart by less than an inch.

"Then I said stuff back, and we both started....screaming at each other for no reason, taking what we could get. Using anything to blame on each other." He explained, tearing up.

"I left after she started throwing plates at me." Niall added, looking at Zayn.

"Well...you haven't apologised yet, have you?" Zayn asked.

"No, I packed my things and just left." He shrugged, wiping his eyes and clearing his throat.

"You need to make this apology really special Niall. You and Melissa are perfect for each other, and-"

"Are we?" Niall interrupted. "Are we really?"

Zayn paused. "Of course you are." He said quietly, frowning a bit.

"You and Melissa are like....two other things that go together." I said slowly, hating that I couldn't think of anything.

"I don't feel like that anymore." Niall mumbled.

"What about your celebrating, and being happy together? Niall you love that girl, it's obvious." Zayn told him.

"Our celebrating was nothing but...well, it...look," Niall began with a huff.

"Maybe we need a break. All couples take a break at least once. The two of you have had...what, four breaks? Five?" He figured.

"This isn't about us." Zayn replied calmly.

Five breaks? The bloody hell was he talking about?

"You need to come up with a great apology for her, Niall. And a birthday present." Zayn said.

Niall sighed heavily. "I can't. She's really angry with me, she won't be forgiving me anytime soon."

"I know," I spoke up. They both looked at me.

"Write her a song." I suggested, earning a nod from Zayn.

"That's a perfect idea, you're brilliant at song writing." Zayn said to Niall.

"You'll do it, yeah?" He asked him.

Niall looked at the floor. "I don't know..." He trailed off doubtfully.