Sweet Mistake

Take Me Home

"What the hell is going on?" The voice snapped, the light from the club barely illuminating them.

"Nothing go back inside." Harry growled.

"Not a chance Harry." Niall walked over. "Are you okay Annabelle?" He said softly. I whimpered and nodded my head.

"She's fine Niall now go back inside." Harry ordered viciously.

"I don't think I should. Get off her mate." Niall placed his hand on Harry's shoulder.

"She's my girlfriend. Back off." Harry shoved Niall's hand away.

"Harry, bro, come on. I heard the screaming. And look at her. She's in tears lad. Best get off." Niall remained calm.

"Niall go the fuck away. She's my girlfriend and i'll do whatever the hell I want. Which includes fucking her." He stepped away shoving Niall.

"Don't test me. I don't want to hurt you." Niall rose his hands showing he didn't want to fight.

"You don't want to hurt me? Me? It's you you should be worried about mate." Harry growled. He threw a punch hitting Niall square in the jaw. Niall rubbed his jaw and glared at Harry. Right then Niall hit Harry right in the cheek sending him to the ground. I shrieked.

"Stop it! Stop fighting!" I screamed. But they didn't listen. Niall jumped onto Harry and started pounding on his face. I ran over and pulled Niall off. He grunted and backed up waiting for Harry to get up. He jumped up and tackled Niall to the ground sitting on his chest and swung his fists into his face. "Quit it! Oh my god! Stop!" I cried. I realized they weren't going to stop so I ran inside and found Zayn. I drug him outside and he pulled Harry off of Niall. He wiped the blood from his lip and looked at all of us. Anger filled his emerald eyes.

"I'm done! I'm done with all of you!" He snapped. "You've changed Annabelle. I know you like Niall. And ever since this Zayn thing started you've ignored me. I can't do this anymore!" He spat. I was crying still crying.

"Harry please." I cried.

"No Annabelle. Goodbye." He growled as he stormed inside, leaving Zayn, Niall and I standing there in the barely lit alley. Niall laying on the ground groaning with blood staining his blonde hair. I kneeled down and cupped his cheek.

"Hey are you okay?" I said between sniffles.

"Yeah I'm fine." He groaned sitting up.

"Take it slow." I said softly helping him. Zayn helped me stand Niall up. "Zayn I got him, just go back to everyone and i'll take him home. I can't bare to see Harry." He nodded and went back inside and I took Niall to the car.

We got to his flat and I helped him out and upstairs. I opened the door and heslowly walked to his bedroom. He was insanely worn out, considering his face was just smashed to bits. He was bleeding through his nose, eyebrow, lip, cheek, forehead, you name it. Let's just say Harry fucked him up. Simplest terms. He slowly sat on the bed and was propped up by his pillows.

"We need to get you cleaned up." My maternal side was showing. I went to the bathroom, got a washcloth and put some warm water on it. I walked back out to where Niall was and looking at him was just terrible. He was bruised and bloody and a mess. I went over to him and sat down next to him. He moved his head away as I brought the rag up to his face.

"What is that?" He asked staring at it.

"Just water, come here." I wrapped my hand around the nape of his neck and slightly moved him closer to me. I pressed the wet rag to his forehead gently wiping away some of the blood.

"That feels nice, thank you." He looked up at me and smiled. I'm glad that him being a dick and ignoring me all the time is over now.

"It's no problem." I smiled focused on cleaning his face. I had finished wiping his forehead clean and I could see the cuts. They weren't as bad as I thought they were. "Thank you for stepping in with Harry." I gently stroked his cheek with the now red tinted cloth.