Picking Up the Pieces: A Dark Niall Horan Fan Fiction

Nightmares

"Can you unlock the door so I can come in?" Harry gently knocks on the door.

I wipe away my tears and unlock the door, letting Harry inside.

"You okay?" He asks, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Yes." I nod, I look up into Harry's eyes. "No." I sigh.

"Come here." He holds out his arms and I walk into his embrace.

"Thank you for being here for me Harry." I say into his chest.

"You can sleep in my room if you don't want to be in here." He lets me out of his grasp. "I will sleep on the couch."

"I don't deserve you as a friend." I sigh as he takes me over to his room. It is very similar to Niall's the only difference is that Harry has band poster on some of his wall space.

"Well I will let you get to bed. It's getting late."

"Thank you again." I stand on my tippy toes, kissing Harry on the cheek.

"Of course love." He smiles down at me before leaving the room and me behind.

I groan, running my fingers through my hair. I plop down on the bed wrapping myself in the warm sheets.

I quickly fall asleep to the sound of something I haven't heard in a while, silence.

*MIDNIGHT*

I am jolted awake, screaming. My body is wet from the sweat, from the fear. Memories of my childhood are brought to mind. Sending chills.

"Charlie!" The door swings open and Harry walks in. "Are you okay!?" He sits on the bed next to me.

"J-just a nightmare." I try to smile but he isn't convinced.

"I am staying here. With you." He grabs a blanket and pillow from the closet and lays the blanket down on the floor. "Go back to sleep Charlie. Everything will be okay."

"Harry." I barely whisper.

"Yeah?"

"Can you sleep up here with me?" I need someone to hold me. I can't sleep with out having a strong embrace. I wish it could be Niall here, holding me tight, telling me everything is okay. But that isn't going to happen. I don't think it will ever happen again.

"Um yeah of course." I scoot over and Harry slip under the sheets. I turn to my side and Harry lays on my back like he is afraid to touch me.

"Goodnight Harry." My eyes start to flutter shut.

"Goodnight love."

*NEXT MORNING*

I wake up with Harry's arms wrapped tightly around my waist. I yawn, causing Harry to wake up.

"Shit!" He frantically gets out of the bed. "I am sorry." He runs his hand through his messy bed head.

"It's fine." I get out of bed straightening my shirt. "It's my fault. I shouldn't of asked you to sleep with me." I can feel my face become red.

"I am going to go get some breakfast." He throws on a black t-shirt. "Dounuts sound okay?"

"Yeah that would be great." I smile at him as he leaves the room.

For a moment I am happy. Happy I can have a friend like Harry. But then I remember everything that happened yesterday. I don't have Niall anymore. I don't have his touch. I don't even have his smartass comments, that for some reason I miss. I put on my jeans from yesterday. I really need to get my clothes from the hotel. I need to suck it up and just go there. I will have to see him sooner or later. I decide later.

I make my way down stairs where Louis and Zayn both sit, talking, in the den.

"Good morning Charlie?" Zayn asks confused. "Where's Niall? He is usually right on your ass." Zayn chuckles.

"It isn't really, um, happening anymore." I give them a small smile.

"Wait, what?" Louis says shocked. Wasn't he there. "Come sit down." I do as he tells me, sitting next to him. "I thought you just had a fight?"

"Louis you were with him. He kissed another girl."

"Well I missed a lot." Zayn scuffs.

"But you are getting back together right?" Is Louis high?

"No Louis." He gives me a confused look. "I am not going to stand around like an idiot and let Niall mess around with my feelings."

Before Louis has a chance to respond, Harry comes through the door with a box of dounuts.

"I brought food." He smiles at us. I leave Zayn and Louis to discuss in the den. I follow Harry into the kitchen. "Pick your posion." He nods towards the box.

I pick out a cake dounut with chocolate frosting and sprinkles. My favorite. "I have to go to the hotel Harry. I have to get my things."

"Just know that you are welcome to stay here as long as you need." He nods.

"Actually, I think I am going to go back to my own place after I get my stuff." I look down at the ground.

"Oh yeah. Of course." I know Harry wanted me to stay but I need to face Liam. "Do you want me to come with you? To the hotel I mean."

"It's probably best that I go on my own." I smile at Harry. "Thank you again for letting me stay here but I should probably get going." I give Harry a tight squeeze. "I will text you later." I make my way towards the front door, waving goodbye to Louis and Zayn.

I get into my car and drive straight to the hotel. I sit out front deciding if I want to go in or not. Yes I need my stuff but is is really worth running into Niall.

I suck it up getting out of my car and make my way inside. I take the stairs two at a time. I make it to the room and knock on the door. It swings open and there stands Niall, only in his boxers. I must have woken him because his hair is messy.

"Charlie? You are actually here?"

"I, um, I just need to get my things." I push past Niall and into the bed room. All my things are exactually were I left them. I grab my suite case and throw everything inside zipping it up. I grab it and start to walk out of the bedroom but Niall stands in the door way. He snatches my bag from my hand and throws it behind him.

"We need to talk." He says with a stern voice.