Living Magic (A Narry Storan Fanfiction)

Chapter 17

Hey guys. I'm so so so sorry for not updating in so long.. Hopefully this chapter will be longer than my last ones. But yeah, my life is pretty complicated right now, so if you're going to sit there telling me that I don't update enoguh, please get out of my comments. Nobody told you to read my stories. To all my positive readers, thank you so much for your support. I love you more than anything. This chapter is dedicated to MinecraftNoob because she had the longest comment and it was very sweet. Anyways, heres Chapter 17!

Harry's P.O.V

Just as I left the elevator,my phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out curiously and unlocked it. Huh. It's a text from Niall. What could he possibly want? I was just talking to him... I opened the text, and narrowed my eyes trying to read it.

Hey, Sorry but I'm going to have to cancel our outing. Not feeling very well. Think I might be catching something.Anyways, maybe you can take Zayn out or something. Have fun. Sorry again. -Niall

I frowned at my screen. I was really looking forward to this. Me and Niall hadn't had some proper time together in so long. But then again, he was sick. Even though he seemed perfectly fine when I was talking to him a minute ago. Maybe I could stay and look after him. I quickly dialled his number and waited until he picked up on the third ring.

"Harry?" he answered.

"Hey, Ni," I replied. "How are you feeling?"

"Like shit," he muttered.

I chuckled, "Well you don't really sound sick, to be honest."

"Thanks a lot." he grumbled, and I was almost certain he was making that cute pouty face of his.

"Listen, do you want me to come over?" I asked.

"Um... No, I'm fine, thanks," he said.

"Niall," I whined. "Please?"

"No, Harry. You'll get sick," he said firmly, but I could tell he was just making up random exuces.

"Do you think I give a shit?"

"Well, I do. And you should too. Steve is going to be upset if two of his actors show up sick to the next taping."

I sighed, "But Niall-"

"No," he interrupted. "Please stop trying to take care of me all the time. I'm a big boy. I can take care of myself." he snapped.

"Woah, calm down there, no need to get upset."

I heard him sigh on the other end. "Just go back to your room, Harry. I'll be alright," he said, softer this time.

"Are you sure" I asked reluctantly, watcing the room service lady walk by me giving me a strange look. Well, I've been standing out here for a while now. I must look pretty odd.

"Positive," he answered. "I need to rest anyways. Don't worry about me."

"Okay, " I said, giving up. "Just call me if you need me yeah?"

"Harry, I already told you I can take care of myself." he said, sounding irritated, which made me feel bad because I was only trying to help.

"Yeah, yeah. I get it. So I'll see you later then?" I asked.

"Yeah, see you later, " he replied.

"Love you, Ni." I told him.

"Yeah, talk to you soon, bye." he muttered, before hanging up.

I stared at my phone. Well that was strange. He always said "love you too" before hanging up. Oh well, he's sick, I can't hold it against him. I put my phone back in my pocket and pulled out my room key, walking to my room. As soon as I opened the door a figure jumped in front of me, making me drop my room keys and squeal. I frowned. "Jesus Christ Lou. You scared the hell outta me."

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Anyways, how'd it go?" he asked, grinning like an idiot.

"How did what go?" I asked  confused, "And how did you even get in here?"

He groaned impatiently, "You gave me your spare keys, dumbass. Now can you please tell me what happened? I'm dying here."

"Lou, I honestly have no idea what you're talking about," I said, taking off my coat and laying it on the chair.

"Niall did tell you right?" he asked excitedly.

I looked at him curiously, "Yeah, he told me. What are you so excited about though?"

"He did?! Dude, this is huge!" he exclaimed, grinning.

"Wait, what?" I asked, honestly lost. The only thing Niall told me was that we should go out. Why was that so huge?

Louis ignored my comment. He looked at me and smiled, "So are you two...?" he trailed off, winking.

"Are we two what? Louis I have absolutely no idea what's going on right now."

I guess Louis finally understood that I wasn't getting it. He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, "What exactly did Niall tell you?"

"He told me that we should go out somewhere today to catch up. But he just called me a few minutes ago to cancel because he said he wasn't feeling well," I said.

Louis frowned, "That little shit," he muttered under his breath.

"What?" 

He sighed, "Listen, I'm sorry about this. I'm just feeling a bit hyper today. You know me, had too much coffee and I-"

"Lou." I cut him off. "Slow down, mate, you're rambling."

"Right. Um, well, I'm just going over to Niall's for a bit."

"He said he doesn't want anyone getting near him. He doesn't want anyone to get sick." I said.

"I won't get too close, I promise," he said, "But I really need to ask him something. It's urgent."

"Lou, can you please tell me what's going on?" I asked, upset.

"It's nothing Harry, don't worry about it. Have a nice day, mate!" he said, and with that he walked out the room, leaving me alone wondering what in the bloody hell is happening.

Oh gosh. Louis is going to kill Niall. 

Anyways, people have been saying that Liam and Zayn aren't getting mentioned too much. Don't worry, this story is just starting out. (It's going to be a long one!) and I'll make sure to include them alot.

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