I am dedicating this chapter to, ET_phone_home. Thanks for the comment love I'm pretty sure i love you, you beautiful person! :). Your comments always make my day. Ill keep dedicating to you lovely people.
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Sorry it took so long but finally here :) Its just a filler but you get a harry pov. Enjoy?
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(HARRY'S POV)
I stood there looking dumbly at him. How could he possibly know Niall was homeless. Zayn malik didn't know anyone. He always sat alone keeping to himself. How could he even know this? Why would he even care? Niall Horan made it perfectly clear that he was okay, That he didn't want us around anymore. I knew it was my fault I was to weak and pathetic. I told Niall everything and he seemed to care about it he helped me though it when he could. Then suddenly he didn't want to be around us and then one day he told us how he really felt. He left and that was it. No second glance nothing. Why would zayn even say something like that? Why would he tell such a horrible lie. Open up memories i try so hard to keep away. I looked back up at him.
"That's not funny, Why would you lie about something like that?" He rolled his eyes.
"Look styles I don't have time to play the convincing game. Just see for yourself. He usually under the broken bridge but if he not there look at the laundromat. You will see I'm right and when you do don't waste time help him please."
He turned an walked away before i could say anything. Could he be telling the truth? Should i tell the other lads? Louis still cries about it and Liam shut down can i open all that back up just because some loner decided to play a game? What if he is right though? Niall might really need us this whole time and we stayed away. I have to tell them i have no choice. We are his family no matter what he says. If Niall really needs us then we will help him the best we can. Maybe I should follow him and see for myself before i tell anyone else. I want to save everyone if i can.
"Hazza? What did Zayn Malik want?"I looked over to see Louis and Liam standing there confusion on both of their faces. Do i tell them or should i wait?
"I'm not really sure,The kids weird I didn't understand half of what he said" I smiled at them and they returned it. I hate lying but If Zayn was lying that would hurt them worse. I can be strong enough for all of us this time around why hurt someone if you have the choice not to. Ill find out whats wrong with Niall on my own and if he was telling the truth then ill tell the boys everything until then everything will stay the same everything will be fine.
The rest of the school day went slow. I was anxious and on edge. I could tell the boys noticed but thankfully they don't ask questions they wait until i am ready to come to them. I knew i had to follow Niall i was never one to be sneaky but today ill try my best. I don't want him to know I'm following him just in case its all true. I wanna see where he goes and what he does. So as soon as the last bell rang I jumped out of my seat.
"See you later at Lou's!"
Then i ran out the door and to my locker and there he was just a few lockers down. I took a good look at him but i didn't notice anything new. For awhile now he looked skinny and sick. Like he doesn't eat yet food use to be his best friend. We thought it was because of his mom being gone but maybe its something more now maybe he doesn't eat cause he has no food. I followed him out of school and down a familiar road. I followed him until he finally stopped. When i looked up my heart dropped we were standing by a Laundromat. I didn't want to believe he was right maybe zayn misunderstood. Maybe Niall has a job there sweeping floor or something. I waited until he came out he wasn't there long enough for it to be a job. I sighed as i seen the bag in his hand. Maybe he was picking something up? That has to be it. I kept walking far enough away for me to see him but him not see me. I was confused at the direction he was going to his home. Maybe its a new short cut he found? but when he turned down a different street i knew Zayn had to be right. This streets leads to the bridge. I should have stopped following him i got the answer i needed but my feet kept going. I stood on the edge watched him walk to the water. He bent down pulling item after item out of his bag. A change of clothes, A pillion that looks brand new, A bottle of water and wrapped up food. He set his guitar case down putting everything on top of it. I moved forward a little and stopped holding in a breathe when he stood up. He moved closer to the edge of water just staring nothing more. I started walking closer again. I had to put my hand over my mouth to keep the gasp in. I haven't been this close to him in so long i didn't notice but i know i should have seen. I should have sensed it or something. We knew he lost weight but this? There is nothing to him, He was nothing but skin and bone. His once cute puffy face was saggy and warn out he looked tired and drained. His clothes were way to big and baggy. His arms were so small a baby could probably wrap their hand around them. I looked back at his face in enough time to see one tear fall from his eye, Then something i didn't understand went across his face and seconds later you could see the change. Its like he shut down or disappeared. there was nothing but the small movement of his chest that told me he was okay. This time i couldn't hold it in i was to scared to think before i reacted. I gasped and he spun around eyes wide. I took a few steps back scared who is this person? Its not the boy i know and love this is someone else. This isn't the boy that would cuddle with you or make you hot chocolate on cold days. This isn't the boy that called you five times a day asking how you were. This isn't the boy that saved me from myself along time ago.
