Chapter 12//confessions and friendships

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Thank everybody, for the support, I really appreciate it and it helped a lot. If you guys ever need someone to talk to, my message box is always open, I'm like Oprah. no but seriously, even if you're older than me I've officially adopted all of you, I am your mother now.


Harry huffed, picking at his fingernails, a nervous habit that had come back for the occasion.Harry sat down outside the restaurant, fiddling with his sleeves when Louis ran up, and Harry instantly felt the knot in his stomach lessen slightly at the sight of him.

"Harry! Is Liam here yet?" Louis asked, kissing Harry quickly.

"N-no, he's probably going to be here in a few minutes."

Louis gave him a small smile, "Are you nervous?" "Nervous? Me? No." Harry said quickly.

"Oh, okaaaaay." Louis said, a bemused smile on his face.
"God, I'm excited but also nervous." Harry huffed, "What the hell?"
"You're just uncertain."
"I mean, I know if he didn't accept me we're not true friends, but we've been friends forever and I just-"
"Styles!" Liam called.
"Oh shit."

*****

Zahra and Niall paced around the table in the center of the room, staring down at the phone.
"If something happened, they'd call." Niall said.
"No they wouldn't, Harry and Louis wouldn't want to worry us."
"We're their best friends, of course they would."
"Exactly, they wouldn't want to tell us what happened yet, we're missing everything!"
Niall sighed, "How long have has it been since Louis left?"
"13 minutes."
Niall smacked his forehead, and plopped down onto the couch, "They'll call, let's do something else."
Zahra sat down next to Niall, and he put his arm around her.
"You're right." She huffed.
A bang from upstairs made the two jump, snapping their heads towards the attic.
"What was that?" Niall cried, jumping up
"You're asking me?" Zahra shrieked.
"Well it's your house! Do you have a cat or something?"
"No, the only furry creature who knocks things over in my house is my dad, and he's at work." Zahra said, jumping up and rounding the couch.
"Well, maybe we should go see what it is." Niall said.
"We? No thanks." Zahra laughed, turning around and heading back towards the couch. Niall huffed, grabbing the girls arm and pulling her next to him again. "Come on, why not?"

"I don't know about you, but I like to live, you can go up and see the creepy thing, but I will just stay down here, where its safe." Zahra said.

"Come on, it's your house!" Niall exclaimed.

"Well you're the one who wants to see whats up there, I'm going to college soon, it won't be my house for long." She protested.

Niall grinned, fighting a smile as he stared down at the girl, her eyes challenging him in the way that he loved.

"You're so cute." He mumbled, "Fine, I'll go up there by myself! Off to the dangers of the unknown, who knows if I'll ever come back alive." He sighed dramatically.

He pulled the ladder to the attic down, placing his feet on the rungs and climbing up until his head was almost in the attic.

"Hey Zahra, I think I need a flashli-" He was interrupted by a hand on his shoulder, and turned to see Zahra, wearing a football helmet and protection gear, two flashlights in her hand.

"Oh, you coming?" Niall smirked.

"Oh hush, it's only because I have a few months left in this house, don't get so excited." She said, fighting a smile.

The two climbed up the ladder, flashing the beam of lights across the attic.

A rustling from one of the boxes caught Zahra's attention, and she snapped her head towards the noise.

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