The Unexpected [NARRY]

Chapter Twenty One - The Note

I remembered back to those nights with Harry – those nights I’d ask about his college life. Asking for any tips he could lend for when I had to go. But he never advised me. He just said ‘College is good. You’ll do fine, Niall.’ And now I realize how stupid and bind I was. I didn’t read through his façade. I simply appeared as uncaring. It was my entire fault. Everything was my fault.

Why did he have to come back? Why was it him?

The sun was setting, and the day was ending, “Excuse me son, but are you all right?” The voice came from an older man, a bit older than Harry. I nodded slowly, just wanting to be alone. “I’m not co – aren’t you Maura’s kid? Niall, is it?” I nodded again, “Well, Niall, it’s getting late, and you’re without a jacket. It’ll get cold in this old park. You better get home. You’re mum’s worried sick.”

His words made my head tilt, allowing myself to see his face. It was Mr. Morash, my mum’s friend from down the street, “Sorry Mr. Morash. I just want to be alone.”

“I was over to your place when your school called, ya know.” He continued, not letting me be, “They called and said you ran off crying – even pushed your principal, you did. Your mum tried to explain to me what the phone call said but I couldn’t keep up between her sighs.”

“What do you remember?” I said, finally fixing my posture.

“Something about your friends running back the way you came, but no one was there? She also said something about a curly haired fellow, though I forget his name or his part of the story. He a friend of yours?” I hesitated but nodded, suddenly feeling the bitter cold of this exposed park. The chill of the park bench wasn’t helping either, “Niall, lad,” He started again, “I know I’m no help to you, but you ought to talk to someone. If nor your mother, then someone you love just as much. They’ll be able to help you in ways I can’t. I have to get going now. See you around.”

I watched as he walked along the horizon. The man made sense. I knew exactly whom I needed to talk to. I stood up from the freezing bench and ran in the opposite direction than Mr. Morash, running towards Harry’s. I don’t remember how long I was running for but I made record time and found myself in front of Harry’s front door, slightly panting. I stood at his door for an amount of time I didn’t know. I was fighting with myself. Do I knock, or do I just go home? Everything I wanted to say vanished from my mind and I was left empty. I felt defeated, as if nothing I could say would make Harry forgive me. There was nothing I could do that would get rid of Eric Logans – get rid of his past. I let out an angry sigh and turned, walking down his porch, back towards my home. I was pathetic.

My body turned the corner and I looked over to the side of Harry’s house, where his bedroom window is. I shuddered when I saw the tree Mr. Logans made reference too, then his words echoed through my mind,

I know how to climb a good tree. And so do you, from what I saw, you’re a pro.

I picked up my feet and ran down the street, hopelessly trying to run away from all my problems,

Fucking you will get back at Harry. And when you fall out of love with him, and fall in love with me, you and I will both win. He’s just a boy. I’m a man.

I turned another corner as my run advanced into a sprint,

He tells everyone it was rape, but I didn’t even get to fuck him. He wouldn’t let me. How dare he. He called it rape. How fucking dare he.

I couldn’t stop the memories of Eric from crowding my brain. I was absolutely terrified. How could a man of such distaste and no morals be allowed to step foot in a school? Let alone live happily. I was so mad at him for what he did to Harry those few years back. How dare he try to take away something from Harry that’s so important? How dare he try to force it away from him? How dare he.

As I turned my last corner, I realized I made it back to my street. I saw my house and it looked regular. Nothing out of the ordinary. When I approached my walk way, a sudden hit of exhaustion dispersed within me. All I wanted to do was go to bed forever.

I opened my front door and was greeted by my mum and Zayn, “Where have you bloody been, Niall James Horan?” My mum’s voice was loud. It gave me a headache, “I was worried sick. Zayn here was just getting ready to go looking for you.” She walked up to me and noted my tiresome appearance and calmed down, “Baby, just tell me what’s wrong, okay?”

“Nothing’s wrong. Leave me alone.” I grunted, pushing past both her and Zayn, trying to make my way up the stairs. I heard Zayn snort at my response. He didn’t buy it for a second, but I wasn’t trying to hide anything from him, I was trying to hide everything from my mum. If she found out what was really happening, she’d ban me from Harry, and probably have him locked up. It wouldn’t be fair at all. This is all out of his control. That’s why I have to hide my entire life from my mum.

She let out a groan of annoyance and swore under her breath, though, I didn’t really care – she was letting me be. Finally, she learned.

I quickly locked my door behind me and went straight for my bed, not evening ridding myself of my filthy clothes. I turned my night light off and laid in the pitch black, the only light coming from the bottom of my door. I closed my eyes but soon there was a knock at the door, “Niall, it’s Zayn. Lemme in. I need to talk to you.” I turned onto my side so my back was too the door, ignoring my friend, “Fine. Ignore me. I’m sliding something under your door. You ought to read this.” Then his footsteps creaked down the hall, and into his bedroom.

The next time I opened my eyes it was the morning, well actually 11:34 in the morning. Mum and Zayn had let me sleep in and miss school. Again, it was about time they both learned something. I slowly sat up, still feeling like the same bag of shit as I did yesterday, only this time I was a big of shit that needed to shower.

When I stood up from my groggy state, I saw the object on my floor that Zayn had slipped under my door. I sucked on my bottom lip as I bent down to pick it up. I unfolded the paper and read it silently.

This was kind of slow, I know, but the pace needs to slow down a bit. Next chapter is LILO <3, and then I'm working in a small Ziall friendship moment. Following all this I have TWO more surprises! I think we've JUST HIT THE HALF WAY MARK [or maybe slightly over it by a chapter or two {or three}]. 

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