Chapter Twenty-Four
"C'mon Harry, you gotta go out sometimes!" Liam said, grabbing my arm as he dragged me out the front door.
"I don't want to. I have to watch Lizzie, and I just... It doesn't feel right Liam. Niall is still out there somewhere, and I need to find him."
"Harry, it's one night. One simple night."
"I know it is, but I just..."
"I don't care. You're going out even if I make you. It's been two months. It's time to move on."
"I can't just move on like that. I love him Liam. It's not easy."
"Please Harry? Just one night, that's all I'm asking. If you never wanna go out again, I won't make you. Don't worry about Lizzie, your mum already said she'd take her." I thought about it for a moment, before nodding.
"What's the harm in just one night right?"
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Liam took me to a pub down the street, his idea of a night out was well just a few mates having a drink.
He was right.
I sat at the bar, smiling as Liam and Zayn played pool.
It had been awhile since I smiled, laughed... Hell just been me.
I guess you could say I was happy.
I watched as Zayn looked at Liam with love and admiration in his eyes. A smile covered his face as he placed his hands on Liam's hips. He kissed the side of his neck, earning a giggle from the brown eyed boy.
I couldn't help but feel slightly jealous of the couple, but at the same time I was happy for them. Zayn whispered something into Liam's ear, earning a blush from Liam. Then Zayn came over to me, his smile still on his face.
"Hey, can I get three beers?" Zayn said to the bartender, who only just shook his head.
"Sure thing buddy. Just be careful there, don't need another dead man on my hands." He gave two of the beers to Zayn, passing one to me.
"Sir, if you don't mind me asking... What do you mean another dead man?" I popped open my beer, taking a small sip as the fluid went down my throat.
"There was this kid, probably about your age, give or take a year. He used to come in here every night, told me all about how he messed everything up with this guy he was with. He'd always get drunk off his ass, and tell me about how he was gonna go right back to him, get him back. He never did get a chance to. I guess just one night he had one too many. It was a shame really.. I liked him."
"That is a shame... Who was he?" I set my beer down, looking at the man. He looked so sad, like he'd lost a friend, someone who meant the world to him.
"His name? Jesus... I'm an old man who can't remember simple name."
"Maybe you could describe him?"
"Like I said, he was about your age, blondish brown hair? He had blue eyes, kinda like the ocean? I'm more than positive he was Irish." My heart clenched, my breathing stopped.
"Sir... Was his name Niall? Niall Horan?' I asked, my voice failing me slightly. I couldn't breathe, and while I waited for this man to answer me truthfully, panic was filling me.
"Why... I believe so. Niall Horan." My heart dropped to the ground, my hands started to shake. The world around me froze, I couldn't feel... I felt sick, and then I heard Liam's voice in my ear.
"Harry! Fucking breathe!" Liam sounded panicked, and my eyes snapped open to see his face.
"Fucking breathe!" He slapped my face, then held it in between his hands.
"Niall! Where's NIall?!" I screamed, sitting up a little. It was then I realized I was on the floor, but I didn't care. I grabbed Liam's arms, my chest moving up and down rapidly.
"Zayn, fucking call an ambulance!" Liam shouted, trying to keep me down on the ground.
"N-Niall!" I wheezed, looking around widely.
"Dammit Harry! Stay still. What the fuck did you tell him?!" Liam yelled at the bartender, who was trying to help the best he could.
"I just told him about the man who died just a few weeks ago! He asked if it was Niall, and I said it was! I fucking didn't know he'd react like this." Liam froze next, his eyes widening.
"What? You're fucking joking me right?" Liam's voice shaking.
"I wish I was... He was a great lad, and it was a shame he died so young." My breathing was still irregular, my nails digging into Liam's arm. I watched as Liam slowly broke down, tears streaming out of his eyes.
"You're lying. You're fucking lying!" Liam screamed, shaking his head violently. Zayn dropped the phone in his hands, running to Liam's side.
"Liam! Liam calm down!" Zayn grabbed Liam's face, forcing him to look him in the eyes. Liam's hands left my body, grabbing Zayn's.
"Tell me he's lying! Please! He can't be dead. He fucking can't be!" Liam screamed, and Zayn just sat there helplessly. He didn't know what to do.
"Liam baby, look at me okay? Look at me!" Zayn was trying his hardest, grabbing Liam, holding him close.
"He can't be gone! He fucking can't be gone!" Zayn pulled Liam into his arms completely, holding his face to his chest as he sobbed.
And as I watched them, my heart still beating rapidly, my breathing still labored.
I couldn't help but be reminded...
I would never get to have Niall in my arms again....
And that killed me inside.
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