Chapter 22

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I jumped in front of Niall just as he held his fist up. He looked at me as tears started to fill his eyes. His fist unclosed and fell to his side.

"Niall you can't...it was not his fault..."

"He probably told the paparazzi that we were there! He planned it out! Didn't you Harry?!" Niall yelled over my shoulder.

I turned around to see Harry looking down at his lap.

"Harry?...did you?!" I snapped getting impatient.

"No! Ok! It wasn't me!" he yelled slamming his hands onto the bed and standing up. "It was Zayn!"

"Zayn?" Niall and I asked at the exact same time.

"Yes Zayn! He said I kissed her first and that your's was just a mistletoe kiss so it didn't count...I didn't tell them where you guys were," Harry said letting out a sigh and sitting back down.

There was a long pause before I took a deep breath.

"Yet you still went to the cafe?" I asked.

I looked back at Niall, who's hand clenched up back into a fist. I slowly grabbed his wrist to try to calm him down. I succeed, his fist came undone and fell back to his side. After making sure Niall was calm, I turned back around at Harry who's hands were covering his face.

"Harry. Why did you still go to the cafe?"

A sigh left his lips as he lifted his head up to look at us, tears streaming down his cheeks.

"I like you Taylor! I told you that! I realized what I did and I'm sorry for it..." Harry explained as more tears began to fall from his green eyes.

I looked at Niall again, making sure he was calm. He wasn't. His hand was clenched into a fist, his cheeks were red, and his breathing rapidly increased.

"Niall please...calm down. I talked with Harry," I said pulling him into a hug.

I placed my ear to his chest, hearing his heart beat. His breathing slowed down and his fists unclenched. His hands were placed on my waist as he kissed my forehead. After we parted from our hug, I turned around to look at Harry again. He took a deep, shaky breath before standing up. One more tear fell down his cheek before he spoke.

"Can you guys ever forgive me?..." he asked dropping to his knees.

His face fell back into his hands, and all that filled the room was the sound of him sobbing. I turned to look at Niall. He gave me a small look before dropping to his knees next to Harry. I slowly sat down in front of Harry, grabbing his hand.

"Harry of course we can."

He looked up, a small bit of happiness in his eyes.

"Thank you! Thank you!" he yelled before bringing me into a tight laugh.

A small giggle left my mouth as he hugged me tight. I smiled before hugging him back. After we had parted, he turned to Niall. They exchanged a look before Niall spoke.

"Give me a hug," he said with a smirk.

They gave each other a quick hug before Harry turned back to me. He stood there, staring at me.

"What?" I asked giggling.

"I want to really thank you Taylor," he said smiling.

"Aw your welcome but I didn't do much," I said blushing.

"Yes you did. You helped me realize I'll find someone soon."

He brought me into another tight. I smiled as we parted, staring into his green eyes. We all stood up and started walking towards the door.

"I'm glad everything's good now," Harry said giving a cheeky smile.

"Well not completely," Niall said opening the door.

Harry and I looked over at Niall, with our eyes wide.

"What?!" we both yelled.

Niall laughed before saying,"I still have to have a serious talk with Zayn."

We all walked out of the hotel room, looking for Zayn.

After hearing the two boys yelling back and forth through the hotel room, Harry and I jumped at the sound of the doorknob turning. Niall opened the door with a confused look.

"Where you guys listening through the door?" he asked closing the door behind him.

Harry and I turned a slight shade of red before laughing. Harry left Niall and I, and went inside the hotel room. I looked up at Niall, his blue eyes sparkling.

"How about we go meet this sister of your's?" Niall asked placing his hand out, gesturing for me to take it.

I took his hand and entwined our fingers, walking down the hallway.

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