Apartment 12 | Niall fanfic/ Larry.

9: Locked

***Harry's POV***

I hated this. The way Cassie and Niall are just aloud to play around in the back like that and fall asleep in each others arms so peacefully without having to worry about what everyone else thinks.

Louis was seeming to be doing just fine, singing along to the radio with Zayn and Liam. They probably thought i was asleep as i kept my head against the passengers window, thinking. Thinking about what to do next? I missed him. I wanted him back, but he left me and I can't chase after someone who already had their route planned of how to escape. Escape what I thought was the best thing that had ever happened to the both of us.

When we all got into the flat, after easily slipping past the photographers walking around the back street, looking confused and tired, I hung my coat up and went into my bedroom. I definitely didn't feel like talking. Unless Cassie had forgiven my, and herself for our outburst.

I sat down on the end of the double bed and placed my head into my cold hands. It had been spitting outside so my hair was sill damp, I ruffled it back of my face a few times, still thinking.

Why did I kiss Cassie when all I could think of was Louis?

Because i could catch her. She was there for me and he wasn't. I do like Cassie, just not in the way that kiss came across.

That damn kiss.