We Are Infinite - Larry Stylinson AU

Chapter 9

A/N: happy sunday guys! christmas is almost here and you have nooo idea how excited i am, ahh alsjdjsdijs. haha anyways. hope you all enjoy this chapter! vote, comment, fan, all that stuff. thanks a bunch!

Chapter 9

 NIALL POV

"You said you'd call me if something happened!" Niall yelled angrily. He watched his friend roll his eyes in response. "Calm down Niall, it's not a big deal."

"Of course it is, Harry!"

"Oh I'm so very sorry for failing to call you, I was too busy being punched in the face!"

"You should've called me right after then! I would've ditched class to help you out!"

Harry huffed childishly and crossed his arms, glaring at Niall.

Niall hadn't said anything about Harry's injuries all day. Not since he saw him at lunch, not during their history class; never. Until the second their dorm room slammed shut after school. He had asked Harry what had happened, who had told him the whole story. Niall had been practically bristling with anger the entire time. Then, he exploded.

"Niall, you don't have to worry about me like this all the time! I'm not a child! You're not my mother!" Harry said.

"Oh and it's okay for Louis to be worried about you and not me?"

Harry's eyebrows crinkled in confusion. "What are you talking about?"

"Harry, Louis was fussing over you the entire lunch hour! And you didn't get mad at HIM, all you did was give him those heart eyes and that pouty face!"

Harry opened his mouth to say something, but then shut it, refusing to meet Niall's gaze.

Niall sighed. He didn't mean to get so naggy. He was just close to Harry, and hated to see him upset and hurt like this. He only wanted the best for his friend.

"Harry, I get it, don't worry. Louis' different." Niall didn't miss the blush that colored Harry's cheeks when he finished his sentence. Niall paused for a few seconds, but when Harry said nothing, he continued. "I'm sorry for worrying a bit too much. I just care about you Harry. I don't want you getting hurt."

"I know Nialler, and thank you for that. But try and tone it down a bit please. It's really not that big a deal, I'm fine, I promise."

Niall looked at his friend's pleading face for a moment before he sighed and sank down onto his bed, running his hand through his hair. "Yeah, alright," he mumbled. Harry grinned at him, going over to his own bed and propping his pillow up against the headboard, leaning against it, legs splayed. They sat in silence for a little before Harry spoke. "Thanks Niall. I'm sorry for getting so angry."

"Don't worry Harry. I understand. Just be careful, yeah?"

"Promise."

"Good."