Love is war ~ styles

Chapter 24

Niall's POV

I start the car, hesistant to back up. I wasn't sure where Kate was or why she hadn't called me or texted me back since last night. And me being the worried boyfriend, I was more scared then ever. I dont trust Harry like I used to.

The roads were clear, I saw not active cars in sight. Only stares from people on the sidewalk. As if driving at this time

was wrong.

At last minute I decided to get coffee. Me being the best boyfriend I can be. I want her to know I do trust her and care for her. I wait in the drive-thru, impatient. After what seemed like forever I grab them from the window and drive off.

I stare at the clock on my side, seeing the time change, whilst I wait for the red light to turn green.

I thought it would be the smart thing to go to Kate's house first, just to see if she got home safe. I wasn't going to leave tonight -for what will seem like forever- without a goodbye from her. I was going to try to spend this day with her as much as possible. I was going to miss her like crazy. More than anyone.

I park, almost perfectly, in Kate's driveway, right beside Liam's larger car. I was confused. Usually Kate's car is outside on the drive-way and Liam's is in the garage. It's weird I know that.

Before I could grip my hand aroung the door knob, it had swung open. I see a head peak through the crack. It was Liam. He looked hungover, I was not surprise. His face drowned of sadness. He tried his best to keep his eyes open. Breath smelling worse than it had ever been.

"Liam? Are you alright lad?" I ask, helping him to lean on the door.

"Yeah" His voice was so croakey and hard to understand.

"Drink too much?" I tease.

I walk in, with permission from Liam. I look around, it was still the exact same.

"Is she upstairs?" I ask.

His face lights. He looked guilty. ''Uhm- uh- no she is not home at the moment"

I wasn't following his stuttering words. "I don't get-" I stop. My face turning a different emotion. I clued in. I shoved my way pass him. Stomping to my car.

The car roared. I was speeding towards Harry's. Only the lord know what could have happened at his house. He didn't live to far away, gladly. I park the car, terribly this time. I open the door with anger running through me. I got a shock of sudden anxiety. I grabbed both the coffees -just in case my theory is wrong I want something to make sure had a back up-. I slam my car door. And run towards the front. Hesistating to open it. If I open this door and yell and nothing was happening, Kate would kill me. But if i was right about my thoughts, then I would be the angered one here. I take a deep breath, taking in my scaredness. I burst through the doors. I wasn't surprised his door were open. A shot of adrenaline ran through my legs. My body heating up in that moment.

And in that moment, I wanted to cry. I wanted to break down, while someone holds me. It seemed to surreal. I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

The coffee tray holding both the drinks, slipped out of my hands, onto the tiled floors. I didn't even care if it got on my clothes.

I stood still. I didn't think they realized I was there for awhile. They were close. Closer than I've ever seen them.

"You fucking bastard!" I half shout. I was confused, yet angry.

I was full of nothing it anger.