Broken Home - Narry (Sequel to DFWML) --quite slow updates--

Chapter 3 - They Would Yell, They Would Scream, They Were Fighting It Out.

-Harry-

"Angel?" she is sat with Gemma on her bed, you guessed it, reading The Hungry Caterpillar again.

"Daddy?" she says quietly and I smile at her, she waddles over to me and I pick her up, I cuddle her for a second.

NIall suddenly appears in the doorway and he wipes his red rimmed eyes, but Angelique picks up on his eyes.

"Papa, are you alwight?" she asks him and he gives me this heart broken glance, Gemma notices and looks at me with a concerned look.

"I'm fine Angel, don't worry, I'm just... going away for a while, but I'll visit you okay?"he says to our daughter and she nods but the confusion is clear on her beautiful face. Gemma looks at me as if to say 'we're talking as soon as she's gone to bed' and I just nod slightly at her.

"I'm gonna visit, Papa?" Angel asks and I put her down where she runs to Niall and hugs him tightly.

"Of course, baby, I'll see you soon okay? Daddy'll make you something to eat okay?" she nods and he kisses her head, to him it's more of a goodbye than it is to her.

Niall leaves to pack his things no doubt, and he'll be leaving soon. He needs to stop toying with me because I'm bored of the game. 

I can't keep running in circles waiting for some kind of emotion to shine through, some kind of emotion to prove to me he's okay, that he can be around me and not want to fight me all the time. it's getting old, I'm sick of being tired, I'm sick of chasing after him, the old him, I'm so sick of having to clean up broken heart pieces and put them back together myself.

I know for a fact it'll be strange not waking up to Niall next to me, but it's for the best for now.

"Angel, stay here with Gemma alright," I command her and she nods with her cute little smile.

I make my way down the stairs and ignore the pain in my chest when I hear a little sob, followed by gasps to try and stop the crying.

The stairs creak as I make my way down them, Niall stands in front of the door with a suitcase, he hears the stairs make their noises and looks up at me, his eyes are red-rimmed and he looks so sad. So heartbroken

"You'll be okay," I say to him and he sniffs and nods, even though more tears are coming down his cheeks, he attempts to wipe them but he has no luck, because they keep coming regardless. He shouldn't be upset, but he is. I don't know why he is.

"Y-yeah," he turns around with that and he goes to unlock the door. He at least deserves to know I do care about him.

I shut my eyes and breathe in, "Niall, wait." 

He turns back around and looks at me. 

"I care about you, you know that don't you?" he nods.

"You have always cared for m-me Haz, regardless of what I do to you, it's me who said reassure you t-that I still care, and love you, god, I love you s-so m-much," he says it as if he isn't talking to me but to someone else about it. Seeing him this way makes me feel as if I'm gonna crack and this tough act is gonna drop soon, and I'll do the dumb thing and allow him back into this house. But I can't do that.

"Come here," I open my arm for him and he fills the space instantly. He just cries into my shoulder, saying repeatedly how sorry he is.

"I'm s-so sorry, Harry," I gulp hard and gently push him off after giving him a tight squeeze.

"I love you okay?" he gives me the most heartbroken smile he could ever give me.

"I-I love you too," with that he turns around and finally unlocks the door, I hold it open for him and he hesitates before leaving, he pushes his suitcase out and turns back to face me again.