As It Was...

Something.

Harry's POV

Touring is alot tougher than it seems,ain't it?

I fell backwards on the mattress with the thought fresh in my mind.As i twisted and turned trying to get some sleep.I looked up at the ceiling of the of my hotel room which was a gorgeous baby blue,such an innocent color,eh?

Even more innocent and pretty when it's present in someone's eyes.Someone's big extravagant blue eyes.

Niall.

Oh Niall.

I sometimes wonder how cruel my younger self actually was to hurt such petite being,Such utterly delicate and seraphic being.

What the actual fuck was wrong with me back then?

You were an arrogant bastard Harold,Who hadn't witnessed such fame and luxury in his entire life.A piece of shit who was so far up his ass to care about the beauty he had in his arms.A fucking jerk who slept with a new person every night abandoning the one that loved you,A prick who thought it was cool to be a Playboy.An envious dork who believed his favourite blonde was his possession and not ever to be touched by anyone else.

Oh yes!

That's me.

Harry Fucking Styles.Who goes ahead and ruins everything for himself.Damn it!

Couldn't have I been a bit more sensible and cherished Niall when I was meant to.

Fuck you Styles.

I unlocked my phone scrolling aimlessly down my feed as I came across An old picture of me and Niall cuddling.It was by some Narry shipper,Damn! They existed?!

I smiled at the adorable face Niall made sleeping on my chest making my insides swoon.

You're So deep into this shit Harold.

I can't not be falling for him?
It's just something.
Something in the way he smiles that it attracts me like no one ever has.

Hell I'm Harry Styles a man who has slept with more people than you blink in an hour.

It's just something in the way he wooed me that I can't help but think of him.

Something in the way he moves
Attracts me like no other lover
Something in the way he woos me
I don't want to leave him now
You know I believe and how.

I sighed imagining how'd it have been for him to lay here in my arms with the cute blush staining his cheeks like it always did around me.

If only I could turn back time fall onto my knees and just apologise for all my silly deeds.I dunno If he'd still be mine? But maybe just maybe I'd be forgiven.

After I kissed him the other day at the AMA'S I couldn't fucking get that feeling Outta my brain.Those soft plum lips pressed against my rough chapped one's.Oh such misery it is for me to see him in someone else's arms.

Of course It pisses me off to no end but I still hold back cause he's not mine anymore to have a say in his matters.

He's Is Niall Horan to me and not my princess..

God Niall.

What you do to me.

I bet you know,You know the effect you have on me.The effect your words,your actions,your big blue eyes have on me.

Somewhere in his smile he knows
That I don't need no other lover
Something in his style that shows me
I don't want to leave him now
You know I believe and how

It was already 2 in the morning and I was still dreaming of him with my eyes open.

I got up striding towards the small in suite kitchen with a refrigerator with a shit load of whiskey in it.

Oh whiskey.

My darling.

I thought pouring myself a glass of neat White Walker.

Grinning I swirled the drink in my hands.As I hoped for having a good night sleep after finally consuming my darling.

I wouldn't really be shocked if i died from excessive alcoholism it's just that the amount i consume in a day is not by any means healthy.

I gulped letting those sad blue eyes haunt me as I continued to look out the huge glass window and grimacing of how lonely and brutal life can be at times.

Fuck you Styles!

Quarters after Quarters I finally finished my two darlings who were thrown recklessly on the floor as I stumbled upon my feet trying to walk over to my bed as with a loud thud I fell face first on the floor.

Groaning at the pain but feeling my mind already a little too much hazy to react to any bodily injuries.

My sole focus on the reason why I was such a jerk towards Niall back then.

Everything could've been so much better without you,Styles.

A bright light invaded my hazy vision as I realised it was morning already.

It was nothing but just another day Harry Styles' life which didn't include him fucking the living daylights Outta people.

"I miss Nini."

"He's so pretty."

"I don't wanna let go of him."

"Can I win him back?"

"I just want my love bug back in my arms."

"Is that too much to ask?"

"Fuck you Styles!"

"I still miss my Princess though."

I chuckled feeling the alcohol in me make me even weaker than I already am.

I tried opening my eyes but failed miserably.

I tried to get up as I fell back on the floor hitting my head.HARD.

My phone kept on ringing as my head ache only worsened.

"Ni-Niall" I repeated like a broken record as the door slammed open making me groan louder.

"Ni-" I mumbled as someone shook me trying to get me to open my eyes.

As my vision darkened and I smiled finally feeling the darkness engulf me.

"Please let this be the end,please."

Something in the way he knows
And all I have to do is think of him
Something in the things he shows me
I don't want to leave him now
You know I believe and how
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Sorry for doing this to ya people.hope ya uh like it i guess,it gets serious from here,bye.-Anna