No Strings Attached (Harry Styles)

Chapter TwentyOne

**I tried very hard not to make this chapter crap.. So if it is I am soo sorry and I am also sorry for the long wait. Umm I have casted Lucy Hale as Abigail (Picture on the side) if you guys do not agree with it please let me know.. I managed to attach my picture to the side of the 'help' chapter... Thank you for being amazing ! <3**

Chapter TwentyOne

**Harry's POV**

My heart was racing out of my chest.. Why had it taken me this long to turn around and come after the best thing to every come into my life? I could tell just by how muffled and rugged her moves had been that she was just as surprised as me. The way her small fragile hands lay in Niall's hands.. It was infuriating and eating me alive. Right now all I want to do is beat the living shit out of the prick that I once called my best mate. But this isn't the right time to resolve to violence as much as my body ached for the thrill and adrenaline.

"What are you doing here?" She finally breaks the unbearable silence.

"I came to get you back.. To make us right again. I can't stand not having you in my life, these past few weeks have been hell without you" I huff out , releasing a breath I had no idea I had been storing.

"It seems like you've been holding on pretty well , considering its been well over a week since this non-sense brake up" she spits , taking her small and shaky hands and beating it through her now shortened wavy hair.

"I know , I fucked up but I'm here trying to make it right" I sigh once again , my endurance running thin. She's really pushing it now isn't she? I'm here aren't I ? Why can't she just forgive me?!

"Harry you expect me to just drop everything and run into your arms like some fairy tale ? After you decided to fucking throw a hissy fit over something that was literately nothing" shes practically yelling now , my teeth are clenched. Since I've started my relationship with Abigail I haven't let my anger get the best of me , but this , Niall , and her resisting my forgiveness.. Its just getting the best of me.

"Well yea , it was a stupid arse reason and your taking this way too far"

"Far? You didn't think it was far to walk away and leave me without a goodbye? Fuck , I was alone" her voice booms through out the presumed emptied flat and then towards the end, could barely be heard.

"Not completely alone.. Don't make me seem like the bad guy here" I huff out not really wanting to argue anymore I walk towards the living room, leaving her behind, once again. I flinched at the thought that I was actually comparing the two scenarios , but somehow they seemed so familiar.

"What is that supposed to mean?" She's annoying me now.. This playing innocent shit isn't going to work this time. I'm not saying I'm the victim but c'mon my best mate and my girl friend , and I'm supposed to just stand by it? Fuck no.

"You thought I wasn't observing the way he held you and took ahold of your gorgeous face or fucking kissed you?" She stays silent , I guess with all the commotion Niall slipped her mind and I'm actually glad. This means while she's with me she doesn't think of him and that means I still have a shot. But that also means that without you around she runs to Niall. My subconsciousness gloats and somehow I manage to ponder past the thought.

"Exactly .. Right in front of my fucking face.. And now you make me the villain and try to make yourself the victim?" Her silence is killing me. I'd much rather have the loud and angry Abby then the one who's silent and indecisive. Fuck I'd rather not have her at all if it meant her deciding who she wants more. It would spare me the feeling I'm feeling now. Its like a pang to the chest , knocking all air out of my lungs and forming this uncomfortable feeling permeating throughout my entire body. Pumping through my body and coursing through my veins.