ENDLESS

I was addicted

I managed to get a very injured and unconscious Niall back to my flat. He was out cold but still breathing. I decided to just put him in the bed and give him medicine in the morning. I lugged him onto the couch and went to my room and went to be.

Niall's POV 

I woke up on Gabbi's couch. Fully clothed of course but with an excruciating headache. I layed back down trying to get over the headache.

"Good you're up. Take these pills I bet your head hurts like hell." Gabbi giggled.

"Thanks." I said taking the pills and water from her hand and swallowing the pills before gulping down the water.

"So what happened last night?" I asked.

"Well we got very very drunk and ended up on the dance floor grinding when Harry came up and knocked you out cold." she said. I was surprised but at the same time I did refuse to tell him where I was going.

"I'm sorry Niall this is all my fault." Gabbi said, hanging her head low.

"No its not, its mine. I should have never asked you out. I need to talk to Harry." I said getting up to leave.

*********** 

I walked into the flat and found that everything was busted up and broken. I continued walking, looking at the broken glass across the floor until I found Harry in his room, crying into a pillow. I noticed that all the pictures with Gabbi in them were strooned all over the floor and his room was a mess which is off for Harry because he's a neat freak.

"Lad. I'm sorry. I'll break up with her." I said. he gave me a cold look which softened moments later and he began crying again.

"I need her back Niall!" he sniffed.

"I'll help you plan something if you want." I said trying to lighten his mood.

Tthat would be nice, mab. Thanks. And um... sorry for hitting you." Harry said before giving a light chuckle.

"Hey from the magazine headlines I've seen, she wasn't." I said chuckling.

"Yeah. my balls still hurt from that. I don't even know if I can give her kids now!" he joked and we both laughed.

"Nice to have my laddy back." I said as I patted his back.

Gabbi's POV 

I was thinking all day about what happened last night. Harry punched someone out of his jealousy for me.

Does he really love me?

Yes bitch he loves you! 

It  was a mistake made twice!

But he was drunk it was a mistake.

He loves you with all his heart. Do you really need make up sex again?

shut up 

no you shut up 

get back with him you idiot!

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And that's when I decided, I needed Harry Styles. I craved him. I was addicted. I couldn't get enough of this man.   

But first, I need to break things off with Niall.