The New Guy

I did not write this story. Its off of well its a narry fanfic. There is boy on boy actions in this. But I really liked this story so yea . This is the authors info:It all started with a "H-hi I'm Niall Horan" to make Harry Styles go weak in the knees. (NOT FAMOUS)


19. Chapter 19

It was a depressing week. Zayn and I had a fistfight. Niall nor the others would talk to me. Even Louis couldn't look me in the eye and or answer my calls.

Caroline still had the picture and showed it too pretty much everyone. Everyone was disgusted with me. Not because I was gay but because I hid it for so long and lied to everyone. Plus they think I'm a jerk for just giving away Niall to Josh.

I tried to talk to everyone, one by one but no one would talk back to me.

The only good thing was Niall seemed to be mad at Josh too. I would feel a hell lot worse if Niall still hanged out with Josh after what he's done.

I sighed one more time. I'm lying down on my bed, holding my phone, calling Niall then Louis then Niall again but neither of them answered my calls.

I tried calling someone sensible, which is no one else but Liam.

After 1...2...3...4...rings, Liam finally answered. He seemed hesitant "Hello?" I heard a voice in the background, most probably Dani "Who's that?" Liam said "It's Harry"

I said "Liam. You gotta help me. How do I fix all this?" Liam sighed on the other end "I don't know Harry. I don't know how you can fix this mess"

I felt teary "but Niall's gonna forgive me if I prove for real that I love him right?" Liam said "I don't know. We've all waited for you to come out but we weren't as patient as Niall was. Putting up with pretending to be happy with Josh, who was the reason he fled here. But now, you really messed it up"

I started crying "I know Liam. I know. Even Lou won't help me." Liam sighed for the last time and said "I'll talk to him and maybe he'll think of something alright?" I sniffed "Alright. Thanks Liam"

"Sure, bye." "Bye"

I thought of calling Zayn to apologize but that must be the most terrible idea I ever had.

I just put down my phone and started crying.

Nialls' POV

It hurts me so much to see Harry depressed, it even hurt more than when he just pushed me away.

I wanted to talk to him but I couldn't. He made it clear that he didn't want me. He was ashamed of me. He tried calling me multiple times but I couldn't bring myself to answer it.

I tried telling myself that I should just forget about Harry. But I can't.

During Tuesday, Zayn and Harry had a fistfight. Harry wanted to talk to me but Zayn blocked the way. Harry pushed Zayn really hard until he fell to the floor, causing Zayn to stand up and hit him on the face.

The fight ended up with Harry nearly bleeding to death. I was grateful to Zayn but I ran out immediately when I saw Harry hurt.

I went to the rooftop where Harry and I had our moments. i heard someone come up. I was expecting Harry but no, it was just Josh.

Josh said "Niall? Are you okay?" I wiped my face and nodded. Josh said quietly "Harry hurt you pretty bad didn't he?" I slowly nodded.

Josh said "It's okay, I'm here." he was about to touch my arm but I pulled away, he looked a bit hurt.

After a few minutes of silence i said "Why do you hate me so much? What did I do that you wanted to ruin mine and Harry's relationship?"

Josh sighed "You wanna know? You made me love you. When I lost you I realzied how much you mean to me so I followed you here, just to find out you found someone new. How do you think I felt?"


Josh shouted "YOU HAVE ME!" I cried "BUT I WANT HARRY" The next words were a surprise "BUT I STILL LOVE YOU NIALL AND I'M SORRY OKAY?"

I kept quiet. I finally stood up, looked at Josh and said "I'm sorry" "for what?"

"For not feeling the same way" I went back inside and closed the door.

Harry's POV

I woke up and it was already 1 in the afternoon. What's the point of going to school when no one's gonna talk to me.

I grabbed my phone but let go of it immedietley. What's the point again? No one's gonna answer me. I might as well suffocate myself in this room and die and no one would probably give a fuck.

I tossed and turned in my bed, not knowing what to do.

I heard someone enter the house. It can't be mom, dad or even Gemma. It's too early for that.

Oh great. A robber or murdere or something.

Just great.

The door to my room opened, I was expecting someone holding a gun but no, it was a familiar boy in stripes.

I sat up, actually feeling happy "Louis? Why are you here?" Louis rolled his eyes and said "Fixing up the mess you made. Liam and I had a talk yesterday and I realized you're a fucking retard but you're my best friend. So I'm helping you out okay?"

I smiled and ran to Louis "Thanks Lou. I love you so much" Lou playfully pushed me away "Save that for Niall. So this is my plan, there's a talent show next week, so here's what you gotta do"

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