As It Was...

Jealous Guy.

Harry's POV (evil laughter)

"I'll die." I said quite literally cause i know i fucking would if he were to slip out of my embrace ever again.EVER.

"Well then you shall cause i died little by little everyday when you were out with all your flings-"

"Will you fucking stop Playing the victim card for once!" I snapped cutting him as right now he was getting on my nerves.I can't always be the wrong one!Can I?

"After all that you've put me through Y-you say I'm p-playing the V-victim card?" He said on the verge of crying for the forth time in the last 15 fucking minutes.

"No Niall that's not what I meant!" I said as he struggled to get out of my arms.

"Just leave me be Harry!" He said as he started sobbing yet again.

"I- just fuck this!" I said letting go of him.

He started to walk out as i called out for him yet again.

"Niall!" I exclaimed as my palms started to sweat.

"What?" He asked voice scratchy yet soft as he turned around to look at me with red puffy eyes.

"It's just that if you want to know why i was the way i was just- uh Drop by tomorrow or whenever you're free..." I said impressed by the fact that i was good at talking it through even after gulping down two whole bottles of whiskey.

"I uh I don't know." He said rubbing his eyes.

"Don't worry i know you'll come." I said as he almost glared at me.

"Here take this." I said handing my handkerchief as he looked down at it and up into my eyes once again.

"Wipe your tears before the paps catch you." I said as he nodded yet again but looked away.

"Bye-Bye then sunflower."I said smirking as he gasped and i walked out.

I strode towards my seat to find my dearest girlfriend glaring my way.

"Who the fuck were you shagging now?!" She hissed as I smirked yet again licking my lips.

"No one of your business Ms.Wilde." I said leaning back as she rolled her eyes at me and smiled at everybody taking a picture of us.

Soon my phone dinged with a message from Gabe asking me to act more "couple like" with Olivia.I groaned as she put her hand above mine on the table as my eyes locked with Niall's who walked to his seat parallel to mine with a quite noticable fake smile on his face if you ask me.

He sat beside this motherfucker who's "allegedly" his boyfriend.The said man put his hand on Niall's thigh as he tensed under his touch and i gulped down yet another set of whiskeys laid down in front of me as they provided the familiar burn in my throat while I continued clenching my jaw and fist each time Niall would blush under his gaze.

But fucking finally all their lovey dovey shit came to an end with the night ofcourse as i was quick to head back to my car with my gorgeous girlfriend obviously!

I sighed massaging my forehead as the images of Niall crying flooded my mind yet again. It was all me,i was the reason for his precious fucking tears.

Just as soon as I reached home i was quick to well,grab a brand new bottle of whiskey and drink my sorrows away. Damn Harold you drink shit loads!

Once i was done drinking i struggled reaching for my bedroom door,I quite swiftly threw each piece of clothing away from myself as i fell backwards onto the bed my mind wandering back to those sad blue eyes.