i was empty of joy and darkness surrounded me. i gave up living life and existed for the sake of it. i was filled with sadness and anxiety trembled in my bones. an aura of melancholy would form everywhere i'd go everywhere but
him
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harry made few more friends, the next week, namely liam and zayn, both tattoed and slick, tall and handsome had bodies which were perfect, faces that people would swoon for, and especially, especially, jawline that cut sharper than diamonds.
harry couldn't imagine how he managed to befriend them, but both of them, though typically dressing up as 'bad boys' they were pure softies at heart.
niall adored them too, he'd adore anyone who was kind to him - he wasn't familiar with this emotion - and loved them all unconditionally, making harry grow more jealous and jealous.
"you're jealous, aren't you?" liam said, placing a hand on harry's shoulder as harry removed his stare from the blondie and zayn, and looked up at him.
"no im not, why would i be? it's not that i like him or something." harry exclaimed on the top of his lungs, his eyebrows narrowed, his mouth pouted.
"obviously." he heard louis say, very sarcastically. he was eavesdropping the whole situation and harry grew red as the colour of his t-shirt, covering his face with his hands, not trying to show the embarrassment - covered face.
he could hear giggles from louis and liam, both looking like adorable love-birds as they slightly pushed each other, playfully. though zayn found it extremely annoying, harry was the one smiling at them, he found it quite lovely.
"we're just friends!" they both said in unison. and liam continued, "i only like girls, haha" he nervously laughed.
louis' expressions changed, though niall was the only one to notice, as he stood up from his seat, grabbed louis by the arm, and dragged him to the cafeteria to get another glass of coffee, while stroking his back with his hand, trying to calm him down.
niall then hugged the doncaster lad, as louis snuggled his head in niall's neck, warm and fresh tears pouring out of his eyes, he said while sniffing, "why is it only me getting hurt? why does liam not like me? am i not good enough?"
niall didn't know what to say, he thought for a while and mumbled, "it's okay, things are gonna be fine, you see it as the end of the world, but it isn't. you're capable of far better things, you are you, for a reason. you don't need anyone to be you, you can just be yourself, all by yourself. you're far more strong and brave, yes, very brave, than you believe. stop crying now, would ya? you're amazing all by yourself, don't let anything bring you down. you're not just good-enough, you're perfect, in ways beyond imagination. i adore you louis, i idolize you, don't let me down now, would ya?"
niall felt louis smile on his shoulder, he felt relieved, he never thought he could make someone smile. louis felt grateful, he was grateful for niall, he loved him deeply, he had made his first true friend after all.
