The Boy Next Door (boyxboy)

Chapter 23

“Do you have any way of getting home?” Niall frowned and shook his head. “Come on then”.

“W-where are we going?” Harry smiled and grabbed Niall’s wrist, pulling him to the car. 

“My place”. As much as Niall thought about protesting, he didn't want to let Harry go again. He can’t lose sight of Harry. Not ever. The car was silent as Harry drove home. Niall couldn't think of anything appropriate to say and neither could Harry. Niall was still completely in love with Harry but he continued to question wether Harry still feels the same. If he didn't then that would just be awkward and a situation Niall doesn't want to be in. “How’ve you been?” Niall was far too deep in his thoughts to hear Harry ask him the question as he stared down at his fingers with a small frown. “Niall?” Harry nervously glanced at Niall with worried eyes. Still, Harry got zero response or sign that Niall was listening and he sighed. 

As they walked into the house, it was dead silent which wasn't normal but harry didn't even pay attention to it. He didn't notice how Daniel wasn't home, which was definitely not normal. Daniel never left the house really. But Daniel wasn't something he could think about right now. Niall was the only person that existed right at that moment. They walked into the kitchen and Niall stood awkwardly. “You can sit down”. Harry motioned to the chairs that were at the bench and Niall took a seat. “Would you like a drink?” Niall nodded but the small frown didn't leave his face. “Ah, we have water, orange juice and coke?” Niall I’m gonna need you to talk to me. I can’t read your mind”. Harry was just about to yell in frustration but stopped as Niall spoke. 

“Was it you?” Harry frowned and put the bottle of coke down. 

“I’m sorry?” Niall kept his gaze on his hands as he fiddled with his fingers. 

“Are you the one that got me arrested?” Harry felt speechless as Niall looked up to him with sad eyes and began to feel guilty. He sighed and nodded. 

“I’m sorry. It’s my job”.

“So you thought it was me who was doing it?”

“Well no…”

“But you took me in for questioning?”

“I…” Harry was lost for words. 

“Right”. Niall nodded and stood up, turning to walk away.

“Where are you going?” Niall closed his eyes tightly and took a deep breath. If he left now, he could never see Harry again. But, if he stayed, he’d feel cheated on. But should he really feel that annoyed and betrayed? Harry was only doing his job. “I’m sorry. As soon as he asked you I could see you didn't do it. I know you didn’t. I’m sorry I ever assumed you would but I guess…I guess maybe a part of me wanted to see you again”. Harry nervously fiddled with his fingers. “Please don't go”. Niall turned around and nodded shyly.