Road To Recovery (She's Broken Sequel) (on hold)

                                                                           Niall’s P.O.V.

               After Harry’s confession, I decided to go out for the day. I didn’t wanna risk seeing him. I didn’t want to see his face. I was sooooo confused. Since when was Harry GAY!? Not that I had anything against gay people. I had a gay cousin and a couple gay friends… But HARRY!? He never once gave off the gay vibe.

               The girlfriends were gone, so Liam and Zayn decided to tag along with me. Harry and Louis were having some Larry Stylinson time. It was nice just being out with my two best mates again, even if me and Zayn were still a little tense around each other, we put our little fight aside and pretended it never happened.

               We had decided to go bowling, then wing it from there. We made it to the bowling alley without a fan problem or a paparazzi problem. We got our shoes and the man at the counter gave us our lanes.

               “So, why didn’t we invite Larry?” Zayn asked, tying up his shoes.

               “They were doing their own thing today.” I muttered, knotting my laces. We entered our names into the machine and then went to pick out our balls. Okay, maybe that sounded wrong. Our BOWLING balls. We played a game, Zayn winning, and then turned in our shoes and left.

               “You guys hungry?” Liam asked and me and Zayn both shook our heads. I wasn’t in the mood for food. I was in need of advice, but I wasn’t sure whether Harry would want me to tell Liam and Zayn.

               “You’re not hungry? Are you okay?” Zayn asked and I just looked at the ground.

               “Just a lot on my mind.” I admitted, deciding now was the best time to tell them.

               “Did you wanna talk about it?” Liam asked and I nodded my head.

               “Well, let’s go to Subway or something, and we can talk over food. I’m getting kind of hungry.” Zayn said and we both agreed, driving to Subway. After getting our sandwiches, we sat down at the back of the little restaurant. It was me on one side of the table, Zayn and Liam on the other.

               “Talk.” Liam demanded, taking a bite of his sandwich.

               “Well, Harry told me something this morning…” I trailed off, taking a bite of my meatball marinara sandwich.

               “And what would that be?” Zayn questioned, his eyebrows raising.

               “He told me.. that he, uh.. Liked me.” Liam started choking and Zayn dropped his sandwich, pieces of it going everywhere.

               “You’re talking about our Harry? Harry Styles?” Zayn asked in disbelief and I nodded my head.

               “Since when was he gay?” Liam asked and I just shrugged.