Tell Me a Lie

Aftershock

Harry's POV

I can't believe Niall did this. He's one of my best mates and there he goes, stealing my girlfriend. At least I thought she was my girlfriend. I was so confused. The point is, Niall kissed Callie and now, I'm not talking to either of them.

"Something wrong?" Liam asks as I walk through the door.

"Yes." I tell him plopping onto the couch.

"What happened?"

" Niall stole my girlfriend." I tell him turning away.

"What? There was probably some kind of miscommunication." Liam says.

"I think I'm just gonna go home." I say.

"You can't." Liam tells me. "We have to work."

"I don't care." I retort. "I can't stand being around that bloke."

"Don't speak about Niall that way. He's your best mate." Liam says.

"Not anymore." I tell him. "I'm going to the airport. Might as well let Callie and him kiss in peace."

"Don't say that, Harry think about it." Liam looks toward the ground.

"I have thought about it." I tell him plainly. "Niall knows how much I like her and what I'm doing for her with Farrah. He still kissed her. He stole my girlfriend."

"Have you talked to Callie?" Liam asks.

"I walked her back, but we didn't do too much talking. She was crying the whole time." I tell him.

"Talk to Niall, at least." Liam says. I look away.

"I'm going out. I'll be at the studio tomorrow." I tell him. Liam nods. I grab a grey jacket, the one Callie liked, and take off out the door.

Callie's POV

"And then I kissed him." I tell Alyssa, sniffling. She pats my back.

"It's gonna be alright, Cal. I promise." She says. "I'm gonna make you some tea." I nod.

"I'm calling my mom." I tell her. I take out my phone and dial the number. We talk for a long time and she tells me not to worry, that Harry loves me very very much, and we're going to be alright. I hang up feeling better, but I'm not sure if I totally believe her. I drink my tea and then get ready for bed. It's been a long day and I'm ready for it to be over. As I curl up under the covers, my thoughts drift to Harry. I wonder what he's thinking right now.

Harry's POV

The streets are terribly crowded as I make my way toward the crowded pub. I walk inside and the air is thick with the smell of stale alchohol. I spot Niall right away at the bar and walk up behind him. I grab his shirt collar and drag him outside.

"I'm so sorry Harry." His words are rushed. "I didn't think about what I was doing. I was stupid."

"Callie told me that you said she wasn't overreacting. You wanted her to kiss you. You planned it." Niall doesn't speak. He kicks the ground with the toe of his shoe. "So?"

"Harry." He says. "I got carried away. I'm sorry."

"Apology not accepted." I tell him letting go of his collar and angrily stomp away.