harrys p.o.v.
was this some sort of sick joke? public humiliaton? ugh he kisses me tells me he likes me then brings the paparazzi? why did i ever fucking trust him.
NEVER AGAIN.
and people wonder why ive got trust issues? pfft.
"HARRY" his bradford accent called from behind me.. i cant face him but i cant move im just frozenmy body will physically not move i heard footsteps behind me as i turned my head to look at him his eyes full of pity.
"harry i-im sorry" he said
"your sorry? okay zayn do you know what your sorry for? or you just wanna publicly humiliate me even further huh? why dont you grab a megaphone and shout from the eiffel tower that im gay and im in love with you huh? you kiss me full on knowing the paparazzi were there zayn is this a sick joke? were in the biggest boyband zayn you cant just fucking do this you know! this can cost us our whole fucking career here? or dont you care! your a selfish prick sometimes zayn" i spat coldly at him his facial expression and body language screamed sadness but i couldnt care less at this moment.
"publicly humiliate you? i never even knew the paparazzi were there it was raining i thought it was lightning not the fucking crowd of paparazzi! of course i care about my career harry im living my fucking dream. and oh ow im selfish now am i? ah alright then i thought you knew me better than this i dont have it in me to hurt you i cant bring myself to do it harry i thought you were better than this" he replied to me tears sliding down his perfectly tanned cheeks he shook his head before turning to walk away i grabbed his arm
"zayn"
"Dont" he yanked his arm away from my grasp and walked away just leaving me standing there in the pouring rain i let my body slump to the floor.. i had him and i let him slip so easily i pulled at my hair in fustration as sobs wracked my body. why am i always the fuck up?
i sigh standing up and walk towards the studio to see zayn with perrie up the wall snogging each other my heart broke at the sight.. i cant watch this i pick up the pace and ran as fast as i could back to my house and just lie on my bed with tears running down my face.. i see a random piece of paper on the floor.. it up and pick up a pen.. a best way to let your feelings out is to write a song right?
Louis p.o.v.
"harry?" i called out
"im up here" his voice croaked..
i open his door to see him lying on the bed looking a total mess.. is this what i was like over her?
"oh harry" i sigh walking over to the broken boy and pulling him into my arms.. a piece of paper caught my eye i pick it up and give a questioning look to harry
"its.. its a song" he said
"give me a demo?" i ask
"its called loved you first.. its about him.."
i nod giving harry an apologetic look, he clears his throat.
"Boy, that should be me driving to your house,
Knocking on your door, kissing you on the mouth,
Holding on your hand, dancing in the dark
'Cause I was the only one who loved you from the start.
But now when I see you with her it tears my world apart.
Because I've been waiting
All this time to finally say it
But now I see your heart's been taken
YOU ARE READING
Fight for this love (zarry&nouis)
أدب الهواةharry styles 1/5 british/irish boyband has fallen in love with his band member zayn malik.. Zayns all loved up with perrie whilst harrys dying inside.. harry couldnt take it no more.. so he tries to take his life.. of course his plan backfired. when...