Behind Broken Walls (Zarry) GOING UNDER MAJOR EDITING*****

Chapter 10

We finally got to the hotel and I was ready to just fall right back to sleep. I just hope no one will lecture me and call me out.

But of course that's never the case. Before we got in the hotel room Louis put on his headphones and I whimpered because now I was definitely getting a lecture from somebody.

As soon as I walked in Niall and Liam were standing in the living room. Niall gestured to the chair and I walked over and sat down.

I jumped hearing Louis' door close. Great now I'm all alone. "Care to explain what the hell happened yesterday?!" Liam yelled.

"Sometimes I think there'll never be a day when you try to talk civilized."

"Well how am I supposed to when bad things are happening every single day at every single moment!"

"I'm sorry okay." I mumbled.

"Your sorry?" Niall spoke up which made me very surprised. "Your sorry?!" It was the first time I heard Niall yell and I pray it will be the last because it's the scariest thing ever. "I was worried sick about you. I was stressed, angry, I almost had an anxiety attack and all you have to say is I'm fucking sorry!!! You could've died. You barely drink alcohol and you know your stomach cannot contain that much poison!"

"Maybe I wanted that!" I yelled. "No. I didn't. But I wouldn't have cared if it happened. How would you feel if Liam left you?! How would you feel if the love of your life, your savior, left you?"

"Well I wouldn't go killing myself by drinking loads of alcohol! Although Louis might have thrown us off a little bit yesterday, he was still right. We're drifting apart one by one and we can't keep doing this."

"Okay."

Niall eyes widened as his face started to turn red. What did I say wrong now? I said okay. "What?" I mumbled.

"Okay?" Niall growled. "All you have to say is okay?"

"What do you want me to say?" I was now standing up honestly confused and offended that he didn't accept my apology.

"You don't even care!!!!" Niall yelled. Niall had tears well up in his eyes and he walked over to me angry. "You don't even care!!!"

"Niall I-

"Shut up! If your not gonna do anything about it, fine. I'm don't trying to help everybody. I just......I can't....I can't anymore. If you guys want to fuck up your fucking life, don't fucking call me to help!!! God your just like Zayn!!!" Niall yelled again pushing my chest. "And now I'm going to lose you too."

Was I supposed to react, because I really didn't know how to. What was I supposed to do? How was I supposed to feel? I feel numb? Is that okay?

Niall's eyes softened and I knew what was yet to come. "Harry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. You know I'm never usually angry like this."

I nodded not really being able to except such a short apology. "I'm gonna go take a nap."

"Harry make sure to wake up before 6 pm. We have to go to a press conference."

"Whatever." I mumbled. I headed to my temporary hotel room, leaving Niall and Liam's and sat on my couch looking at nothing in particular.

Next week, we would be leaving LA, and heading to Australia. I can't help but think, what if Zayn's still in LA. I'm going to be leaving him. But then again, what if he's in London.

My body was itching to call Zayn but I knew he wouldn't answer. The only thing I will be able to hear is his voicemail. His voicemail....he sounded so happy in his voicemail. It was before Perrie died. God he sounded so happy. His giggle. Everything.