[ix. cancer stick]
About 4 months ago, Harry had picked up the habit of smoking.
Niall detested smoking with an intense, burning hatred.
"Why do you smoke? Every time you take a breath out of one of those things, your taking another risk at cancer. It's like paying to die." Niall scolded, trying not to show his extreme anger.
"Because smoking is cool." Harry said, blowing out 5 smoke rings into the air.
They were sitting on a bench at the bus stop, because Niall had convinced Harry to come with him to some graveyard or something.
"It is most definitely not cool." Niall snorted.
"Ok." Harry responded, purposely blowing smoke by Niall's ear. His warm breath made Niall shiver.
"I didn't ask for your cancerous breath." He said, swatting at the air.
"Your very interested in the whole cancer thing." Harry laughed. Niall blushed.
"I just don't want someone I care about to be lying in a hospital bed because of those cancer sticks. I can't go through it again." Niall whispered, avoiding Harry's hard gaze.
"If I want to risk my life for the sake of coolness, than I will." Harry said, resting his back against the cool bench.
"It's your funeral."
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Niall and Harry waited in silence for the 009 bus. It was an awkward silence.
"Ok, let's go ahead and make it five." Niall said, rolling his eyes.
"Five what Tinkerbell?"
"Five cigarettes in the past- what - ten minutes." Niall said, checking his phone.
"And five times you've nagged me about it. Damn Niall, chill the fuck out." Harry laughed coolly as the air whipped by the both of them. Niall shivered.
"You cold?" Harry asked. Niall nodded. He hadn't thought that the wind would pick up so much and was only wearing a thin sweater.
"Not that you would care." Niall said.
"I care." Harry said. He pulled one of the sleeves out of his jacket and offered it to Niall.
"What are you doing?"
"Put your arm through that.- There you go- Now scoot closer." Harry said, pulling Niall into his side.
"So you care about my health more than yours?" Niall asked, gesturing to the cigarette.
"Funny how it works that way."
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The bus came, and the two were separated immediately. It seemed that every college student in London had crammed onto the bus.
Harry ended up in the last halfway filled seat in the back, and Niall stood in the front.
Harry didn't know if he should get up and go stand next to Niall, or if he should just stay where he was.
"Hey, I don't think we've met." A guy said to Niall. Niall turned to see a tall boy with a lip peircing smiling at him.
"Um. I'm Niall." Niall said softly. He usually wasn't shy, but something about this boy made him feel insecure.
"Luke." He said, offering Niall his hand. Niall shook it politely and was immediately pulled back by someone.
"Hi, I'm Harry." Harry said, wrapping an arm protectively around Niall's waist.
"Oh, hi." Luke said softly, looking at the ground. His whole point in talking with the blonde boy was to get information about his curly haired friend, but it didn't work out quite like Luke had planned.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to- I'll just. Yeah." Luke turned away from what he thought of as a couple. He sucked in on his lip ring in utter embarrassment, trying not to blush.
"It's ok." Niall said, wriggling free of Harry's grasp.
"I don't want to split up a couple." He said, mortified that he had came off as flirtatious with someone else's boyfriend. If Luke was anything, it sure wasn't a cheater.
"What? Us a couple that's-" Niall laughed, but was cut off by Harry's hand over his mouth.
"Absolutely right." Harry said, putting his arm around Niall again.
"Sorry. I didn't know-" Luke muttered, still feeling bad.
"Don't worry about it, it happens all the time." Harry says, digging his fingers into Niall's waist unknowingly. Niall yelped, causing Harry to jump back.
"Shit! Sorry Ni." Harry said once Luke had lost attention and moved to the back of the bus.
"It's ok. But, what was that?"
"I- I just had a bad feeling about him." Harry said, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Maybe the cancer sticks have finally gone to your head?" Niall suggested.
"Maybe."
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"This is our stop." Niall said to Harry, grabbing his hand. The two got off the bus in front of a convient store named the Stop and Go.
"You can wait out here if you want, I'll only be a second." Niall said before rushing into the store.
Harry decided that he liked this part of town. Everything was lit up with Christmas lights and bows. Snowflakes lined every window, which Harry normally found obnoxious, but here it looked dare he say...
Pretty.
Harry wasn't quite sure how long he sat and stared at the lights, but he decided that it couldn't have been longer than ten minutes.
"Yo! This isn't a museum buddy, move!" Some guy on a bike shouted as he rode past. Harry decided not to shout something sarcastic back out of lack of care.
"Hey, lets get going, yeah?" Niall asked, walking up beside Harry with a bouquet of flowers.
"Ok." Harry said, tearing his eyes away from the scene as he began walking with Niall.
"It's a lot prettier at night." Niall assured.
They walked for about five minutes before Harry lit another cigarette. Niall sighed. They soon saw a sign marking the cemetery. As they walked through the gate, Niall tried not to start crying.
The pair walked through row after row of tombstones, each one marked with a different name and date. But at the last row, Niall stopped.
"Here." Niall pointed, seeing that Harry was still aimlessly wandering through the lines.
Harry followed Niall's voice to a stone marked and dated back to two years before.
"Here lies Greg Horan. Son, brother, friend." Harry read aloud.
"Is this your dad?" Harry asked. Niall shook his head.
"It's my brother. He died of cancer. Lung cancer. He smoked and did drugs. Also he drank, he was an alcoholic, his kidney collapsed twice from alcohol abuse." Niall whispered, the wind ruffling his lilac hair.
Harry looked at the tombstone before him, then at the cigarette in his hand.
"That's why I talk about cancer. I don't want someone I love to go through it again if they don't have to." Niall said. Harry didn't say anything.
But he did drop the cigarette to the ground, and stomped it out with his heel.
"Thanks." Niall said.
"I don't hurt the ones I love." Harry replied simply. Niall tried not to let his words go to his head.
"You know, you're the first person I have ever taken here." Niall said.
"And your the first person I've ever admitted to loving."
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