You're still the one (Niall Horan fanfiction)

chapter 3

‘”Out.” Niall spat out the word before walking out the door slamming it behind him. Liam looked at me and quickly panicked. Harry was now standing up right but was dead still. His bottom lip almost touched the floor that’s how wide his mouth hung open and his eyes were wide with confusion. I nudged Liam to look over at Harold and to say something but he was just as blank as I was. I finally slowly crawled off of Liam and rolled of the couch so I was now standing about 3 meters from Harrison, directly in between him and the door. Harry’s eyes started to darken and his jaw stiffened.

   “Where does he get off talking to people like that?! What is his fucking problem today?!” Harry growled through his teeth not taking his eyes off the door Niall had disappeared through not too long ago.

   “I umm, I’m sure, he’s umm…” I tried to figure out the right words to say but I had nothing.

   “He’s had a bad day mate, give him some slack” Liam protested over me, noticing I needed help. I sighed in relief.

   “SO!? That doesn’t give him the fucking right to push pass me, resulting in hurting Jamie! Be rude to the boys and then speak to you like you’re some filthy pest! There’s 5 of us in this band and Jamie that deserve some fucking respect. The whole thing doesn’t revolve around him! He doesn’t get that fucking luxury!” Harry exploded with anger! He began walking straight for me, but his eyes not on little me, his eyes locked on the front door.

   “Harry, don’t, please stop and calm down… please.” I tried to say but my voice was so little, he just walked straight past me, and to be honest his recent outburst scared me a bit.

   “Harry" Liam called to him with a stern voice that made him stop and turn around. The boys were facing each other and I was in the middle. Great.

   "You’re not leaving this house Harry.” Liam said now starting to look angry. I had very rarely seem Liam angry but when he was, it was shocking.

   “Liam, you can’t say the way he’s treated us today is okay…” Harry had quieted down.

   “He is going through something you don’t understand, now we’re leaving it at that. Go calm down and help Louis in the kitchen with his cupcakes.” That’s when I noticed Louis looking worried in the doorway, he had obviously heard the shouting from Harry and come to see what was going on.

Harry nodded once, then turned on his heels and walked swiftly towards Lou and the kitchen. I took one look at Liam and burst into tears. Liam embraced me in a hug and pulled me into his lap on the couch.

   “I’m so sorry PB, everyone fighting and yelling at one another. This is all my fault. I should’ve never gone near Niall no matter how much I like him. I shouldn't have never yelled at him this morning, I shouldn’t have even come here with you boys. And I certainly shouldn’t have slept with him that night because none of this would’ve happened if I did!  I’m so sorry!” I cried even harder into his shoulder and I felt him stiffen up. He pulled away from me so now we were facing each other.

   “You listen here! You are NOT stupid.. You care about Niall and that’s okay. You didn’t know how the alcohol would make him react. You’re so beautiful Jay. Any boy can see that. Niall’s just, Niall’s different. It’s no one’s fault.” When Liam finished he kissed me on the forehead and I collapsed back into his arms. He comforted me for what felt like a long time, he had even started singing to me. 

   “Do you want to stay for dinner?” Zayn’s voice travelled through the kitchen and into the front room. Liam looked at me asking if it was okay, I nodded letting him know it was fine.