Slash(boyxboy) MA don't hate. Don't like boyxboy action don't read. I knew he was finally sleep and it was safe to open my weary eyes. I took in his masculine but feminine features. His eyelashes were thick, long and looked soft to the touch. His high cheek bones accentuated his straight cut jaw line. Cheeks were still a light pink color from when he blushed before.His shiny light brown hair swept just over his closed eyes.He is the definition of yang. Light, hot, assertive, and fiery while I'm the yin dark, cool, receptive, and moist. Together we make a whole. We are balanced and harmonious around each other. He completes me the yang to my yin. I closed my eyes hoping that he would still be next to me when I woke up.


18. It's all my fault (chapter16)

Niall's P.O.V.

*2 months earlier*

I cried silently on the plastic, hard, blue chair in the waiting room. My face was buried in my hands. This was all my fault! I never should've told Liam about what Harry and I did. My head was spinning with thoughts on how I should just go kill myself it's the least I could do for Liam. I felt a large hand on my back ,and I recoiled away from the persons touch. I looked up to see a hurt look flash through Harry's eyes as he slowly retracted his had from my damp back. I got up and looked around the room. Zayn was in the corner with Louis crying into each others arms, and Harry he was looking at me with pleading eyes. I just shook my head and ran to the bathroom quit literally. That's when I bumped into someone. I fell backwards, but before I could reach the floor someone grabbed my arm and I hissed in agony.

Maybe I should lay off cutting so deep. I though as the person's accent rang in my ears as they apologized profusely. I was pulled up to met Joshes apologetic stare. " Niall, I'm seriously sorry! Are you okay? Should I call a nurse? Nurse! Nurse! I need a nurse!" He bellowed in his smooth voice. I shook my head frantically " No I'm okay Josh, It wasn't your fault don't worry." I replied hurriedly and rushed out of the room at record pace. I skidded into the bathroom and went into a stall. I locked the door and pulled the seat cover down so I could sit. I pulled my knees up into my chest and shook quietly all by myself, the way I like it. My brain pounded in my head, like a desperate inmate trying to escape his cell block. I moaned in pain happy no one could hear me, or so I thought. " Niall, are you in here?" Joshes voice echoed through out the almost empty bathroom.

I moaned again as his voice became amplified and sounded like he was yelling in my ear. I closed my eyes tight willing the pain to subside, but the odds are never in my favor (a/n yup that's from The Hunger Games with a spin). "I know it's you." Josh spoke quietly probably knowing that his voice was way to loud. I sighed and opened the stall door reluctantly. I was embraced in a tight hug. I finally felt safe, but I knew not to trust that feeling. " C'mon Niall lets go get something to eat." Josh demanded nicely. I panicked, what was I going to do? I didn't need to eat I was already fat enough. I shook my head and looked at Josh pleadingly hoping my prayers would be answered. We stepped out of the bathroom and thankfully went in the opposite direction of the cafeteria. We walked in a slightly awkward silence.

The only things that could be heard was our foot steps and my labored breathing. We walked passed the waiting room and that's when I realized Josh wanted to talk to me. What did he want to talk about? We continued to walk at a slow pace to his London car. He opened the passenger door for me and stood right behind me so I wouldn't run away. " Why do you know me so well?" I whispered trying not to disturb the awkward silence to abruptly. " Niall, we need to talk get in my car." he whispered back quickly looking around for what I thought was paparazzi. I stepped in cautiously trying not to fall. I felt weak I hadn't eaten in days, but if there's no pain there's no gain right? Right.

The car ride was deadly silent so I managed to fall asleep. When I awoke I was in a dark green bedroom. I sat up slowly trying to will the room to stop spinning but that never happened. So I just go up and shakily made my  way to eggshell white door. I turned the golden doorknob and slowly opened the creaky door. I looked at the clock in the hallway once the door was fully open. It was already passed midnight. How long had I been sleeping? Soon I was approached by a figure and started to tremble slightly. " You are going to tell me everything." The voice bellowed threateningly. Looks Like I don't have a choice, or do I?

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