A few days later the boys are putting on a concert in New York City and they're all in the dressing room getting ready to go on.
You and Harry have been hiding your relationship from Niall, even though you broke up with him the day after Christmas.
The boys were warming up and having their final hair & costume touch-ups when Harry approached Niall and asked him how he was doing.
Niall looks at him with fury in his eyes.
"How am I doing? I tell ye how I'm doing. Pretty f*cking bad.!!"
"Calm down mate! I was just asking!"
"Well when ye f*cked (Y/N) on Christmas I guess ye were just stabbing me in the f*cking back!!!"
Harry just stared at Niall with shock and Niall grinned through his anger and said,
"Yeah! That's right!! I know! I mean really Harry! She dumps me the day after Christmas and the two of ye try to sneak the f*ck around behind my back but luckily I'm not as stupid as you like to think I am!"
Harry and Niall begin yelling at each other and no one is able to calm the two down.
No one knew that there were cameras hidden in the dressing room that came on the big screens of the concert arena so the fans could see how the singer who would be performing for them gets ready before a show.
The massive audience of thousands of girls and parents sat there watching Harry and Niall yell, cuss, and scream at each other.
"WHY DO YOU EVEN CARE NIALL??!! YOU TREATED HER LIKE SH!T!! IN YOUR EYES SHE WAS NOTHING BUT A HOLE TO PUT YOUR D!CK INTO!!! ADMIT IT!!"
"YE KNOW WHAT, HARRY?!?!?!! F*CK YOU!!"
Just then Paul runs in with their other new security guard and they sepearate the boys. The people controlling the cameras couldn't get them turned off in time to spare the audience from witnessing the fight. Everyone's in shock and curious to know what happened.
The boys go on, despite the fight, and pretend nothing happened. That is, until the Q&A started. Every question that came up on the board was about the fight, even after the boys asked them to stop. They cut the Q&A short, they didn't even answer any questions, and continued the concert.
During Little Things Niall said something under his breath, knowing Harry would be the only one able to hear, and said,
"Yer right. She was a good piece of a** too. I tore that virgin pu**y up."
Harry was outraged and furious he said,
"Niall." and when Niall looked at him he punched him right off his seat.
The audience gasped and the boys stared in shock. As Paul and a couple other security guards jumped on stage Louis began restraining Harry and Liam and Zayn got down on the ground checking on Niall.
As Louis was holding Harry back Harry was yelling close enough to a microphone for the audience to hear him say,
"Get up you motherf*cker!!! I'll put my boot in your a**!!!!"
Finally Paul reaches Harry and drags him off stage. The stage lights are cut off except for what was necessary for those on stage to see to get backstage.
Already hundreds of thousands of videos and pictures of both fights were taking over the internet via twitter, youtube, and instagram.
The boys refuse to acknowledge the fight in interviews, side conversations, etc. to avoid anymore bad press.
The entire world is angry with Harry because they think he was lashing out at Niall for reasons relating to alcohol, drug abuse, sex addiction, homosexuality, etc.
In the privacy of your's and Harry's hotel room he begins crying from frustration.
"I hate all of this so much! I didn't want to hit him!! He made me!"
He explained to you what all Niall said and based on Niall's behavior lately you don't hesitate to believe him.
Unfortunately, Niall had the whole band convinced he was innocent... Now everyone hated Harry.
After a few months Harry was still receiving so much hate from the media, fans, anons, and even his fellow bandmates he considered quiting the band.
"Well, One Direction's had it's time in the spotlight... 2-3 years.. That's the typical timespan for a band to shine."
You take Harry's hand, force a smile, and say,
"I just want you to be happy, Harry. You deserve it."
Harry smiled back at you, kissed your nose, and leaned his forehead against your's.
"I've made my decision."
