" I wanna be drunk when I wake up. On the right side of the wrong, and never an excuse I made up. Tell you the truth I hate what, didn't kill me. It never made me strong at all."
Chapter Twenty One; Pry
"H - Harry?" Niall choked out a bit, breathless from his snog and instantly, Harry was on his feet. He looked with frantic eyes between to the two, feeling overwhelmed and out of breath. His heart was pulsing in his ears, his stomach feeling heavy and his fingers shaking lightly.
"I'm sorry, I'll go... I didn't." Harry wiped at his eyes wet, puffy and aching quickly, his face bright red and his lips swollen.
"No, no, you're fine. Everything okay?" He asked, unhooking himself from the male he came in with and moving towards Harry instead. "That's Josh by the way." Niall murmured, giving Josh an apologetically smile.
"No! No, I didn't mean to ruin your night." Harry hiccupped, just wanting to get away from this. They were supposed to be having fun but Harry just kept ruining it. Niall only shook his head and moved closer, encasing Harry in a tight hug.
"It's fine, don't worry. Why're you crying bud? You're supposed to be having fun? I thought you were dancing with Li?" out of the corner of Harry's eyes, there was Zayn with Liam, and a bottle of water tight in his grip. He was still shirtless, light sweat coating his chest, his lips still swollen and bright pink, eyes guilty as he pushed past josh and stood next to Niall - handing the water to Harry.
It wasn't hard to put the pieces together of what happened, and once Niall did - he froze, his face becoming unreadable.
"Josh, I'm sorry bub. We'll meet up tomorrow okay, I need to sort this." Niall said, not attempting to hide the anger laced through his voice. Oh boy.
"Oh... okay." Josh hesitated, frowning a bit but his eyes still lit up when Niall offered him a small smile.
"You understand, right? I am sorry." Niall said, motioning for Josh to come here and giving him a small side hug - since he was still holding Harry - and giving Josh a small peck on the cheek.
"Of course I understand, I'll call you later." Josh smiled, stealing a kiss from Niall's lips and waving goodbye. They were so cute, it almost hurt.
"Okay, babe." Niall smiled more to himself, and it was the only way to temporarily lighten the mood - his smile was contagious. Once the door was closed and locked, things tensed once again. "Now, Liam go get Greg. Harry you can lay down if you want, and Zayn sit your ass in the chair over there."
Everyone did as Niall asked without hesitation, and he paced in the small space between them. Harry started at the ceiling as his tears finally stopped, and within moments - a tired Greg was being pulled into the room by Liam - who quickly closed and locked the door once more. He took a seat in the loveseat by the vanilla colored wall on the right, and liam opted to sit next to Zayn.
"Okay, one of you. Explain what the hell happened." Niall tried to say calmly, but it came out forced. Zayn looked to Harry, who was already looking back at him and was just as shaken up. Harry was grateful that Niall was so protective over him, but he honestly didn't want trouble.
Niall took a deep shaky breath, calming himself as he walked over to the bed and sat next to Harry - running his fingers through Harry's curls. "You can tell me." He cooed softly. Harry knew he could trust Niall, but he didn't want any trouble.
"I came in here drunk, no ones fault." Harry choked out. "He helped me, we were talking and uh... yeah..." Niall raised an eyebrow, turning to glare at Zayn.
"and?" He asked impatiently, waiting for the raven haired boy to fill in the obvious missing pieces of the story. Niall wasn't mad at Harry for not telling him because, Harry was already in such a bad state.
"We were just kissing -"
"What!?" Niall, Greg, and Liam all looked at Zayn as if he had grown three heads.
"Why the hell would you use him like that!" Niall spit, causing Zayn to jump back. He had never seen Niall this mad before. It was obvious that Niall really cared about Harry, but they didn't realize how much until now. "No seriously! What the fuck were you thinking? You know damn well you're only going to hurt him."
It was at this moment that it was all too much. He didn't want to get hurt again, but too late right? Harry jumped off the bed and dashed for the exit faster than anyone could stop him, unlocking the door and running down the hall. His breathing was ragged, his heart beating in his ears as he ran and locked himself in the next room - sliding down the wall and choking on his tears. He hated crying but that's all he seemed to do lately.
Niall P.O.V
"I can't fucking believe, like I can't even fucking look at you right now." Niall barked, probably loud enough for the whole house to hear - luckily, there was a party going on downstairs. "Greg, call Louis. And you, fucking explain yourself."
"Is it so wrong if I fancy him? I was genuinely trying to make sure he was okay, you know - be there for him." Zayn defended with furrowed eyebrows.
"Yes, because everyone cries after a passionate snog." Niall rolled his eyes, breathing heavily and dragging his hand over his face.
"I didn't use him! I didn't do anything he didn't want me to do. It's just kissing -" He stops when he spots Liam's face fall. Liam shakes his head slowly, moving away from his spot by Zayn on the chair and sitting next to Greg instead. Niall gives Liam a pat on the back, he honestly feels bad for him. Liam just had to have a crush on Zayn, of all people.
"Do you even hear what you're saying! You're not even gay?" Niall arches an eyebrow.
"How the hell would you know!" Zayn spit, just as angry.
"Because you're my best mate Zayn. You've been my best mate for a long time." and maybe Niall has noticed that Zayn's eyes tend to wander, but he's been all over girls lately.
"Why do you think I never have a steady girlfriend Niall? It's not like I just toss them, I'm not into it! I thought I needed the right one so I tried to find her, but that isn't it!" Liam looks up with hopeful eyes locked on Zayn, but the caramel eyed boy doesn't even spare him a glance.
"That doesn't make you gay, that makes you an asshole. If you weren't into it, you shouldn't have used that many girls." Niall fumed, slowly moving closer to Zayn. As far as Niall was concerned, he's a monster. He was hurting those girls, he was hurting Liam, and now he was hurting Harry too.
"Listen!" Greg was quick on his feet, pulling Niall back before he could lunge at Zayn, "you sit your ass down,and calm down. You can't tell him his sexual preference. He has to come to terms with that himself. You of all people now that, so stop it." He yelled, shoving Niall into his spot on the loveseat. Niall's face was bright red with anger, as he huffed and leaned back into the seat - glaring at Zayn. "Zayn, what were your intentions, and answer wisely because this determines whether I kick you out or not."
"I know what all of you are thinking and thanks for thinking so low of me, mates. I wasn't going to fucking rape him! I wasn't trying to hurt him, or use him! I wanted to kiss him, he wanted to kiss me so that's what we did." Zayn huffed, anger spilling into his cheeks. He would never rape someone, he barely even touched him.
"Then explain to me why the fuck he was crying? I can't believe you don't see you're fucking wrong here! Did you know that the last thing Louis did before he left was sleep with him? He was a fucking virgin Zayn." Niall fumed from the couch, his eyes getting a little teary because no one deserved that bullshit.
"I d-didn't k-know." Zayn choked. He knew that they slept together but he didn't know he left him after that and now Zayn really felt like a dick because he basically did the same thing. Once he saw that Harry was crying, he bolted. What else was he supposed to do?
"No. Of course you didn't and you didn't fucking care!" Niall snapped, he was so fucking done. "Just, get the fuck out. I don't want to talk to you or look at you right now. Maybe we'll settle this later, but get the hell out."
Q/A: Hey guys, I know I haven't been updating much, and I feel like I should considering it's summer? So, instead of sticking to Thursdays, I'm going to try updating at least 3-4 times a week, I think I can manage that. So yay, more updates. Also, to anyone still reading - thanks so much for sticking with me.
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FanfictionHe was a boy with the brightest blue eyes, a dagger tattoo and the most dangerous heart. He could love, but he loved in a different way. He loved through hate. He liked to see you cry just so he could be the one to make it better. He liked to push y...