Prince Charming

Sorry

*TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of self harm, eating disorder*

♡Niall's POV♡

I stormed into the waiting room, ignoring Zayn and Liam's questions about how Anriette was doing. There was only one thing on my mind, and he was sitting there smirking while my girlfriend was In the hospital because of him. I grabbed Harry by the arm, yanking him outside to the back of the building, before slamming him hard against the wall.

"What the hell is wrong with you, Styles?" I yelled.

"What are you talking about, mate?" he sounded hurt, but I don't know if he can trust anything he says lately.

"What made you think you could kiss her when she's my girlfriend!" I shouted, jerking his shoulders when I yelled. He finally caught on.

"Niall, mate, I'm sorry. I was drunk. I didn't know what I was doing or saying. I'm sorry. It won't happen again..."

"You're damn right it won't happen again. I'll make sure of that, and I can only imagine what Louis is gonna do to you when he finds out."

"Niall.... I'm so sorry--"

"Sorry doesn't cut it this time, Harry! All of this is your fault, and you just say it won't happen again? How can I ever trust you again? How can I ever be best friends with you again; how can I even look at you the same again? My girlfriend could've died hurting herself because of the horrible things you said to her and the nightmares you gave her," I said in tears.

"Wait, what? Niall, what are you talking about?" Harry sounded like he was genuinely shocked. He really didn't mean to hurt her. I calmed down to explain everything to him.

"I guess when you were drunk you made a joke about her being fat and that that's why I liked her. I don't care if you talk shit about me behind my back or to my face, but it really hurt her feelings. She believed you meant it. She started having trouble with her eating over the last few months, to the point where it caused a rupture in her stomach," I explained.

Harry's eyes went wide and, he ran a hand through his hair, "Oh my god, " he whispered. "But wait... what do you mean 'what Louis will do to me?'" he called after me as I walked away to go back to Anri's room.

"Anriette Cecilia Macy Tomlinson," I said back, not even wanting to look at him. I don't know how to fix things with Harry, but all that's important right now is that everyone is okay.

"Shit,"  Harry whispered, sliding down the wall and sitting on the ground, his head in his hands as he sighed.

"HARRRYYYY!!!" I heard Louis yell, running outside after him.