Niall Horan Is My Guitar Teacher?!? *editing*

Chapter 52: Never Change Who You Are

Lizzie’s P.O.V

“Hey” I said while walking into the living room.

Everyone was here except for Harry.

“Hey” the lads said back.

Niall smiled at me and I smiled back shyly.

Things have been okay with Niall and I.

We are friends again but it still seems kind of awkward for me.

But at least we are not acting like strangers to each other any more.

“Wheres Harry” I asked.

I saw Niall frown a bit.

“He’s in his room” Zayn said.

“Its 2pm. Why is he still in there” I said.

“I have no idea. He hasn’t come out since we went to bed last night. I tried to talk to him but he wouldn’t open the door” Louis said.

“I’ll be right back” I said.

I went up to Harry’s room and knocked.

“Harry?” I said knocking on his door.

Silence.

I twisted the knob but it was locked.

“Open up Harry” I said.

I heard him groan.

“Open up or I will straighten that curly hair of yours” I said.

I heard him groan and a thump.

He opened the door and crawled back to his bed and he went under the covers.

I closed the door and sat on the bed next to Harry.

“Harry. What’s wrong?” I said.

He shook his head.

“Come on. You can tell me.” i said.

He sighed and sat up.

His eyes were all puffy and red from crying.

"Harry whats wrong?!" I said worried.

He showed me his phone.

It was logged onto his twitter.

People were sending him hate because of who he is.

“What the hell?! They shouldn’t be doing this!” I yelled giving him his phone back.

“Maybe they are right” he said.

“No they are not! You are who you are! Don’t listen to those jerks! Be who you are! Don’t let other people change you” i said.

“No but read them” he said.

“I’m not reading those. You shouldn’t be reading those” I said grabbing his phone.

“Why are you reading this? Its not good to read all of this junk” I said.

“I don't know...I just read one saying that i should change who i am." he said looking down.

I sat next to him and put my arm around his shoulder.

He put his head back up.

"I’ve always thought....that I was the kind of person....that doesn’t care what saying other people....think about them....or say about them....But i justt.....i just dont think i am” he said his voice cracking at the end.

Tears started streaming down my face.

“Harry. Listen to me. Don’t listen to them. Don’t read all of those things. They are just jealous that you are living your dream. Please. Don’t listen to them. Be who you are. Thats why I love you. You are your own person and you don’t care what others say. Don’t change that now. Don’t change that ever” i said.

He just looked down.

“Remember what I said. Never Change who you are” I said.

I kissed his cheek and hugged him.

I stood up and He lied back down covering his face with his blankets.

I walked out of his room and into my room.

I logged onto twitter.

'To those people who are sending Harry hate why wont you just grow up!' I pressed send and put my phone away.

I need to fix this.

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