Finally. pt. 3

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Tears sting your eyes as you walk home. When Harry kissed you, once again. You saw Niall looking at you two, with a look in his expression. One you can't explain. Jealousy? Hurt? Anger? Betrayal?

You walked up to him- after saying bye to Harry of course- and asked him what's his problem.

His reply is the thing that triggered you. The tears start flooding when you remember his words.

"It hurts me to think that you're gonna cry."

Then he left. You dont know why, this triggered a small part of you. The part that wanted to be in Niall's arms. To be with him all the time.

You wipe stray tears off your face as you walk into the house.

Your phone rings suddenly, showing Harry's name on the screen.

"Hello?"

"Hey"

"What's up Haz?"

"Just wanna say, I love you" and he hangs up.

Your heart flutters as you think about his curls. His strong jaw. The striking dimples. His beautiful green eyes.

Sighing you go up to your room. Maybe you should surprise him.

An idea comes to you as you run downstaurs into the kitchen. You start taking out the flour, eggs all the ingredients you need to make a cake.

Since Harry was so nice to you. You decide it would be nice to make a cake and surprise him. Since his party a week ago, you remember where he lives

Around an hour later, you are walking to Harry's apartment with a cake that says "Thank You:)" the rain is starting so you speed up and reach his house.

When you knock, there is no answer. You ring the doorbell and there is still no answer. Finally you try turning the doorknob which unfortunately is locked. You walk to the window, which thankfully didn't have blinds. Maybe he is in there

When you do look inside, there Harry is.

What you see makes you feel like you've been stabbed right in the heart fifty million times. Harry. And that slut Amy from school on the couch. Just doing things which can only make people speechless. Tears spill from your eyes as you run towards the only person who knew about this.

You run as fast as you can and finally reach the mahogany door. You knock and a sleepy Niall answers the door.

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