Broken

Chapter 7

My pov
I look at Niall who is frozen with fear.
  "Niall what's.." I say, but he quickly takes my hand and runs over to a small bench.
  "Horan don't you dare run away!" Harry yells, as he comes closer and closer towards us.
  "Stay here I don't want you to get hurt." He says, letting go of my hand and meeting Harry in the center of the plaza. I clench my teeth and walk over towards them ignoring Nialls warning. If he was going to fight with Harry I needed to be there.
  "You broke the rules!" Harry says as I see Louis and Liam trying to pull him back. He shoves them off putting his finger on Nialls chest.
  "That's not fair! I put all this work into mine and you just get help from them!" He continues to yell as people give looks at them.
  "I can explain really.." Niall, says his voice soft compared to Harry's.
  "There's no way you can explain!" He says, I see his fists clenched at his side and I know that this wasn't going to end well.
  Just as I see Harry's hand flinch, I run towards them. His arm goes back and I slide in between them quickly.
  His fist is flying towards me and then pain spreads across my face as I fall back into the hard cobblestone.
My vision blurs as I hear Niall yelling at Harry. The black dots swim endlessly as I try and sit up, but nausea hits me and I lie there still.
   "Oh gosh.. I'm sorry! I swear I didnt mean it..." Harry's voice echoes in my ears.
  "Get him out of here.." I hear Niall say with anger in his voice.
  I feel a hand in mine and I look to see who it is, but it's all a massive blur as wet tears fall down my face. I wanted to protect both of them... I just couldn't see them fight... I didn't want to.. Then everything fades away into darkness.
  A few hours later..
I open my eyes slowly to see dimly lit lights. Where was I? I try and sit up, but my head pounds. Voices meet my ears, but they're soft and far away. I wondered if Harry and Niall had figured their fight out.
  I hear the door lightly close and I look to see Harry. His eyes were red and slightly swollen probably from crying. I feel horrible, but also confused. My heart was split in two and I didn't know who to choose.
  Harry smiles a little seeing I'm awake and takes my hand squeezing it lightly.
"Hey love.. Um I want to say that--" he says, but gets cut off as the door slams into the wall. Niall steps in his eyes still filled with anger.
"Hey get out." Niall says, looking at Harry seriously.
  "I just want to say---" Harry says, his mouth forming a thin line.
  "I don't care. You hurt her." Niall says.
I long to tell them to stop, but my voice felt like it wouldn't even work. Harry looks at me sadly and I squeeze his hand trying to say it's ok. He smiles and walks out frustratedly running his hand through his long hair.
  My emotions run wild and soon tears are falling down my face.
"Don't cry.. I'm here now." Niall says, wiping the hot tears from my eyes.
  I wanted to scream at him to tell him Harry was only doing the right thing. That he should listen to him. He didn't understand all the pain I had running through me.
Niall keeps wiping my tears away and I put my hand on his making him stop. I shake my head no.
"What's wrong?" He asks, his accent holding deep concern.
  I wince at my pounding head. Why did I have to sit and be tortured by these confusing feelings.
  "He's only trying to do the right thing....." I say, my voice coming out hoarse.
Niall looks at me with hurt in his blue eyes.
"It's just difficult to see this all just blow up.. I don't want it that way.." I say continuing.
  He takes my hand and looks me straight in the eyes.
"I'm sorry I made this happen.. It was all my fault. I should of just.." I say, breathing in.
  "No it wasn't. It was mine." Niall says.
  I look at him for awhile as silence pierces my ears. I didn't know what to say anymore. It was like I had so much to say, but it wouldn't make sense if I put it into words. I hear a crash and Niall jumps up quickly and runs out of the room.
  I strain my ears to hear more yelling from Harry.
"Calm down mate." Louis says.
Another crash.
"Help me hold him!"
Liam says.
  Multiple crashes sound and I sit up ignoring the pain of my head I slowly hug the wall and make my way out to the living room. I look in shock as Harry has multiple gashes on his arms that were heavily bleeding. A small pocketknife in the corner of the room like it was thrown.
  "Let me go!" Harry yells, I see more tears falling down his face. Liam and Louis struggle to hold him as Niall picks up the pocketknife and puts it in his pocket. Harry looks up to see me and stops struggling.
  "I'm sorry Kylie.. I'm so sorry.." He says.
My head pounds and I slowly fall to my knees as sleep consumes me and more yells pierce my ears....