Before the night falls [n.h]

Chapter 26

Chapter 26

"Are you okay, love?", Harry looked down at me.I brush my tears off, but I was still sobbing, "Yes I am, I'm just a bit fragile today, that's all." Harry sat down next to me on the bench, "I can tell there's something wrong." I saw Harry's eyes go to my phone. He saw the pictures. I can tell by the way he looked at me. Oh why.

"Love, I" I interrupted him, "No, you don't have to say anything." Harry continued though, "But there's something I think you should know." Harry looked at me.

"Say it then," I didn't know what to expect coming out of his mouth, I just wanted to listen and anything he would say. Even if it implied telling me Niall didn't like me the same way I liked him. I'm enough of thinking on what could happen or bla bla bla..I just wanted to focus on what Harry asked me to do, listen. I was ready for it. I was already crying anyway.

"Jess, I know you and Niall had a bit of a disagreement and I shouldn't say what I'm going to say, but..." I didn't let Harry finish his sentence,

"But what Harry? Say it directly to my face that he doesn't like me and that it's not going to work. I'm sick of thinking about what if he would actually care. So please...just tell me. I'm already crying so what's the matter." I might have sounded a bit desperate, but as I said, I was already crying and looking like a complete mess. So there's no point on continuing with this shitty unnecessary pain.

"Love, then just wait on what I have to say to you cause it's not that at all. I just want to tell you something really important that I think you should know about. Even if I can't say it, I still want you to know cause I know I will help and..." Once again I cut him off.

 "Really nice of you, but harry do me a favor. Cut the crap and just go straight ahead on what you want to tell me then, please." I didn't want to sound harsh, but I did. He didn't do anything to me after all, "Sorry I didn't mean to be..." Harry cut off, "It's okay. I understand that you're going through a lot right now," Oh he did know nothing, but who cares. It was dark, but I still could see Harry looking at me in the eyes.

Harry licked his lips and spoke again, "Well, here's the thing. You and Niall fought, but I know you like him. Not because I saw the pictures on your phone, but because I can see the way you look at him. Niall hasn't had a girlfriend in a long time and I'm sure you know that, but I know the way he behaves around girls and he certainly doesn't behave like that when he's around you. Also the way he talks about you, his eyes get all shiny when he tells us what you both have done together."

I couldn't handle my anxiety, "Harry please." Harry put his huge hand on my shoulder, "I'm almost finished just one more minute." I sighed, "Okay, speed up then."

Harry nodded and continued, "Okay then, now comes the confidential part. Niall told me to not tell this to anyone, but as I see that you both don't speak anymore I feel like it's my job to tell you this. Niall does care about you and a lot. One night I was in my bedroom and I could hear him all happy and singing so I went to the living room to see what was going on and then he told me about you. How much he liked you and how much he...adored you. He told me he thinks he found the one...you." 

So many people've told me so many lies to make me happier. I didn't know how to react to this one. More things to think about about. My mind would go crazy one day, I'm telling you. I was literally speechless, but seconds after I woke up from my own thoughts, "Bullshit. Don't tell me more lies to put hopes on. I've had enough of this month."

"Jess, look at me. I'm telling you the bare truth. I swear. Niall loves you." "Sorry, but I don't believe it until Niall says it." Harry sighed, "Jess, I think Niall already gave you enough reasons to show you that he loves you." A tear rolled down my cheek, "I'm  stupid, right? I've lost him because I'm just so..." I wiped my tears, "You know what? Who cares."

Harry looked down, "I know you care." "You're going on tour in what? 3, 2 days anyways. It's over for me." Harry corrected me, "3 days, hun, but as this day doesn't count anymore you'll have 2 days time so it isn't completely over." I didn't say anything. Why say a word when it's not needed. I didn't feel like saying something to make Harry understand what I feel. My state and my expression say it all.

Harry hugged me in a bear hug. That hug meant a lot to me. It took a lot of weight out of my shoulders and it was just a simple hug. I guess that was what I needed. Someone next to me, but who didn't judge me for what I've done or for what I may do. He just accepted my decision.

"Thank you," I was still hugging Harry. "Why that?" Harry frowned his eyebrows and had a confused look on his face. "For everything you've done for me so far." I looked up at Harry. With that I whipped my left out tears and got up, "See you someday."

Harry got up and put his hand around my wrist, blocking me to go any further, "Jess? and what's with Niall? What are you gonna do?" I sighed. I kind of predicted he would ask that, "I'm asking myself the same question. Sooner or later you'll know." Harry let my wrist go.

He then looked down and nodded, "Alright. Whatever you do or go, follow your heart, okay? Good night, love." I didn't know if he understood me, but he did try to see my point of view. The only one who has actually ever done that. I slightly smiled, "I will and good night to you too."

I didn't know what to believe anymore. I said I would never trust anyone anymore, but...what if Harry's telling the truth? No, I can't afford this anymore. I'm going to stick to what I've told myself. 'Don't trust anybody.' Maybe it's not the right thing to do, but I don't want to suffer anymore.

If Niall really 'loves me' he needs to prove it. He needs to come and tell me that personally. I don't care how many 'proves' he's done to make me realize he likes me. I want him here and now. I want to hear those three words 'I love you' coming out of Niall not Harry.

I walked and walked. I was tired an it looked like I was walking for an eternity, but I finally made it home. I gave a last look at my phone, 22:43 p.m. I entered the room and I heard little voices on the background. I went to the living room and noticed the TV was on.

After that I found a letter on the table :

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'Whatever you have, behave yourself tonight. Me and Heather have gone out for dinner near by. We might be coming late as well so take your pills, go to bed and have some rest. Don't forget, take care of yourself. It's for you not for us.'

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They didn't realize it, did they? They didn't care, did they? They didn't I'm afraid. Who gives a fuck now. They can go out and never come back, I didn't mind. Who needs fake friends in life. I was good by myself and I didn't need a fucking letter to tell me what to do.

I  could behave myself and take care of myself better than Cara and Heather together. What the fuck was that about. They couldn't even take care of a pet if they would have one. It would die the second they would have bought it. Oh, and they let the TV turned on. Wow, that was what I call responsibility. The electricity bill would go to them this time. Their fault. They're so futile. I had pity on them.