!!!ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴀꜱᴋɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴏᴏꜱᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ ᴡɪꜱᴇʟʏ. ɪ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴀɴʏ ʜᴀᴛᴇꜰᴜʟ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛꜱ ᴏɴ ᴀɴʏ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ (ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴍᴏꜱᴛʟʏ ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ). ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛ ʜᴀᴛᴇꜰᴜʟ ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴜꜱᴇ, ɪ ᴀᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀꜰʀᴀɪᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴘᴏʀᴛ ɪᴛ. ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ɪ ᴀᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ ᴡʜᴏ ꜱᴜᴘᴘᴏʀᴛꜱ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ᴀɴʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ, ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪꜰ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ (ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴜꜱɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇꜱ ʜᴇʀᴇ, ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴜꜱɪɴɢ ɪᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛᴡɪᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴀꜱ ᴡᴇʟʟ. ʙᴇ ᴀ ʙɪɢɢᴇʀ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴋɪɴᴅɴᴇꜱꜱ - ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴇᴀɴꜱ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ). ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ!!!
The doors to the lift close, and that's when Harry's throat leaves the most heartbreaking screams of pain and sorrow.
His eyes look up at the ceiling, stinging - unstoppable tears start running down his cheeks like sad waterfalls. He doesn't try to wipe them away, he just knows it wouldn't help or do any better. The ride to the lobby seems to be the longest one he ever had. It's like fate doesn't want him to leave this place quickly, it's like someone wants him to suffer longer and painfully, remembering all these nights and memories that happened in this place.
He really feels pathetic and stupid now. He should have a look into Louis' life better than just a few recent trouble articles. He should have known not to believe him. He could have prevented all this heartbreak and misfortune.
As the lift finally stops in the lobby, and the doors slowly open, Harry's eyes meet with Liam and Zayn. They are in swimming suits, hair wet and towels around the arm of each man. Their amused expression falls immediately when they realise it's Harry in the lift, with the most betrayed look on his face.
"You knew all along and let this happen!" the curly lad can't help but throw all the fault at them, not waiting for a response and leaving the hotel with quick steps. He doesn't want to see them anymore. All three of them are the reason of Harry's sadness.
Zayn and Liam look at each other, the night totally ruined already. They feel bad for Harry, as well as they are so disappointed in Louis. His friend did a lot of bullshit in his life, but they can safely say this is the stupidest one.
"He knows," Liam states the obvious.
"If killing wouldn't be illegal, you wouldn't have a brother after tonight," Zayn states in the lift.
"Don't worry, I would've helped you," Liam sighs.
The curly boy is really quick to get back to the street where he lives. His phone rings twice, he knows very well it's Tomlinson. After the second ring, he can't even stand the thought of picking it up, so he fishes out his phone and quickly blocks the number. He's getting so many concerned expressions from strangers, but he just keeps moving until he was walking past the Irish pub.
He can't go in. Niall told him so. He was right and Harry didn't listen, if he wasn't so stupid and listened to his best friend, he wouldn't be in this position at all. And now he can't seek comfort from the only person that always thinks about his well-being because he doesn't deserve it. Harry doesn't deserve such a caring friend as Niall is.
Niall told him not to come crying when something happens. And Harry honestly doesn't want to. This is the most humiliating thing that happened to him... ever. He doesn't want anyone to see him this broken. Not even Niall.
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FanfictionI saw the angel in the marble And carved until I set him Free. - Michelangelo or the one where Harry as an artist lives in a city of art; Rome, and Louis decides to spend the holidays just one street down from his studio.