High School Lovers ~L.S.

65

Harry slept good, finally. He slept for too many hours... and the only reason he got up, was because he didn't feel Niall next to him anymore. He rolled slowly and carefully, making sure he didn't put too much pressure on his arms, then he looked around the room for any sign of his best friend.

First thing he seen was fresh clothes set out on his desk. Second thing was a note.

He got out of bed and grabbed the little square of paper to gently unfold it.

It read

Hey, H! Hope you slept good. If you read this, I'm downstairs. If not, it's because I've woken you for lunch. Yes, lunch! You slept for so long.. but I'm glad because i'm sure you needed rest. Clothes are on the desk, babe. Come down when you're dressed 

xx niall  :)

Harry smiled a little and undressed, changed into the baggy sweater and ripped jeans that Niall picked, then went downstairs liked he was asked to do.

Niall was fixing plates when he noticed Harry.

"Hey, you look like you feel better" Niall greeted him 

"I do feel better.. having some support is nice. Thanks for being here, Niall" Harry said the last part quietly because he felt guilty that Niall was skipping school for him

"Anytime, boo. Now, sit. I made scrambled eggs and biscuits. And we have blueberry muffins as dessert"

"You had time to make all that?" Harry asked as he took a seat and Niall passed a plate to him before seating himself across from Harry

"Yup. Also, the boys called. Well, Louis called your phone. And Zayn called mine. Then Louis called mine 3 times... but, anyways, I told them you're still not feeling well and I'm taking care of you."

"oh"

Harry felt so bad. He felt guilty.

Because Niall was lying for him, skipping classes for him, lying to their friends...

"Hey, I see that look. Don't feel bad, H. I'm glad to be here for you and I hate it when you fall into this hole. I can't get you all the way out because you've gotta do a little bit of that by yourself, but I'll be here to help. I promise, always, okay?" Niall soothed Harry's wandering mind

"Thanks.. and I know.. You can't stop me from hurting myself, I've got to want to be better.. and it really does help me when you're here, ya know"

* * *

After breakfast and a bandage change, the two were sat on the couch around 2 when Harry's phone rang again

He picked it up, forgetting to check the caller ID, and almost chocked on his drink of strawberry milk when his boyfriend's voice came through the phone

"Hey. Just in my free hour and was thinking about you.. How are you feeling, love?" Louis asked sweetly

"Uh.. i'm okay. just.. tired." not a complete lie

"I was wondering if I could stop by after school..? I got you a little something to maybe help you get better quicker!"

Harry glances down at his bandaged wrists.

"I don't know, Lou. What if I get you sick?"

"Niall's over with you, Harry. Why can't I be?" Louis pouts a little, confused and slightly hurt

"I-.. I guess that's true. So.. come around 4:30?" Harry sighed

"Sure, baby. See you then. Get lots of rest, yeah? And stay hydrated. That always helps"

"Of course, Lou. See you then"

Just before Harry could hang up, Louis said his name, telling him to wait

"Yea?" Harry asked, confused and worried

"Uh.. n-nothing, nevermind.. I'll see you, okay?"

"Uh yeah, okay. bye, lou"

"bye, haz"

* * *

Harry looked at Niall. Niall frowned a little. 

"Louis is coming over. I couldn't turn him down. He said you were here so he could come see me too. Wh-what do we do?"

Niall wouldn't tell Harry, but he thought Harry should tell Louis.

"We'll put you in bed, in a big hoodie, under blankets, and he won't know" Niall sighed