Number Eight.

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" Hey guys! " I heard Harry say happily as he hugged Liam and me. I hugged him back tightly.

" Hey Harry! I've missed you! " I said smiling. Liam glanced at me and looked away back at Harry with a light tent of pink on his cheeks. Weird.

" How have you guys been? Especially you Niall. " he asked me suddenly getting really serious.

" I've.. Been doing a lot better. " I whispered as my stomach started to itch. I didn't want to itch it though because I knew it would tear a cut open.

" Yeah, Niall's been a wreck when he first moved in with me. But we learned to get through it. Right Ni??? " Liam said putting an arm around my shoulder.

" Yeah. " I said smiling but shifting as my stomach still itched.

" You alright there Niall? You're a bit jittery! " Harry laughed as we sat down in the cafe. I forced a smile.

" I'm okay. " I mumbled. I felt Liam's hand on my stomach and jumped slightly. I looked over at him and he leaned over while Harry had his face in the menu.

" It itches because it's healing. Just rub it. " he whispered. I nodded and he started to slowly rub my stomach and it was honestly working. I smiled to myself as the itch went away.

" So! What's been going on while I've been gone? " he asked us after we ordered.

" Oh, we've just been hanging out a lot. Just me and Niall. Well because it seems like we're the only ones left in this town. " Liam chuckled.

" I'm sorry I left guys it just killed me to be in this town. " Harry said sadly.

" It's fine Haz! " I said quickly and adjusted myself in my seat to get more comfy.

" Are you sure? I mean if you guys want me to, I can come back and live here with- "

" Harold! We're fine. You have your time with Hillary alone. You need it. "

" Thanks. "

After we ate, we all went our separate ways because he had to catch his flight soon. We had hugged and everything. We were going to keep in touch this time though instead of going three years of not talking.

Liam right now was cleaning my stomach. He said he didn't want them to get infected so he wanted to clean the cuts. I think it was because he could actually count how many times I did cut myself.

He raised an eyebrow at me after he finished.

" That's a lot of cuts Niall. " he said to me ashamed almost.

" I know Liam. " I whispered as I pulled a shirt back on. I haven't slept without one since I started to cut.

" Hey, don't get upset okay? I'm not mad at you. " he assured me. I just nodded at him before passing him and walking into my room. I climbed into bed and curled up under the covers and just sat there thinking to myself.

I could be in there, actually cuddling with him but I don't want to. I don't know why though. I love him. I just can't deal with being around people when they bring up my cuts and how many I have. I just hate it because I know that's just yet another thing wrong with me. God, why does everything have to be wrong with me? I hate this life I have. I just hate it. I can't end it though. Liam wouldn't be able to handle that. Or would he? He probably would. He doesn't love me anyways. He is probably just doing all this because I'm his best friend. He loves me like a brother. Nothing more. I'll never have him.

I laid there with closed eyes as the tears slowly had a race down my face.

-Ni, he loves you. Don't say you hate your life. Don't do what I did. Just let it all out okay? I love you Niall. I always will with my life. You know that. Just don't give up on Liam.-

Don't give up.

Right.

I'll try not to...

I'll try...

A/N: More of a filler!

Butterfly, I wanted to say sorry. /: I love you okay? I'm sorry for what I kept saying. Just don't be mad at me please? Love you Butterfly..

-AllyCat.xx

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