I Will Fix You (Ziall)

Chapter 3

Niall's sleep was disturbed by a sudden burst of the door and shoutings.

"What was that for?!?" He heard Louis shouted.

"I didn't mean it! I didn't know that she was there!" Defended Harry.

"Whether she is there or not, you still shouldn't have done that!" Louis again.

By that time, Niall already got out of bed and hurried downstairs to see the commotion. Just as he stumbled at the last step, the door burst open again revealing Liam that is out of breath.

"Louis?!" He asked and Niall shaked his head roughly. Then they heard a crash.

They ran to the kitchen where they saw Louis clutching Harry by his collar.

"I'm sorry, okay?! I'm sorry!" Harry said, tears in his eyes.

"You shouldn't have kissed me! I AM NOT GAY!" 

And before Niall and Liam move an inch, Louis punched Harry.

"What the fuck was that for, Louis?!" Niall asked as he ran to Harry's side.

"Because he's a fag!" Louis shouted angrily.

They all saw as anger, hatred and pain crossed Harry's face.

"If I only knew you will only judge me and you're a fucking homophobe, I will never even like you one bit." Harry spat.

Then they heard a crash upstairs.

"Now what?!" Niall muttered, his face annoyed.

Niall's POV

"No one will move an inch until I get here. And you, LOUIS, will follow what I said. After barging into my house, shouting and disturbing my sleep, and punching and calling one of my bestfriends a fag in my OWN house, I guess I have the right to command YOU." I spat.

I'm annoyed, allright. But who wouldn't be? Now there's someone upstairs and I don't even have the slightest idea who that twat is but-

The rambling in my head stop as soon as I opened the door to one of my guest rooms.

CRASH!

Zayn, shocked, stumbled toward the bedside table causing one of the picture frames to fall. It's a picture of us boys, laughing. We looked very happy in that picture, like we don't care about the world. We were so happy then.

But I doubt that we will ever be like that again. After all that's happening now? I SERIOUSLY doubt it.

Liam's POV 

As I burst into Niall's house and saw him, I couldn't look at him directly. But then I have to ask him about Louis and Harry. They're in a big, as in BIG, fight.

"Louis?!" I asked him. He just shake his head roughly. Then we hear a crash.

We run towards the kitchen and we saw Louis clutching Harry by his collar.

I could see the tears forming in Harry's eyes.

"I'm sorry, okay?! I'm sorry!" Harry said pleading.

"You shouldn't have kissed me! I AM NOT GAY!" 

And before Niall and I can move an inch, Louis punch Harry.

"What the fuck was that for, Louis?!" Niall ask as he run to Harry's side.

"Because he's a fag!" Louis shouts angrily.

I watch as anger, hatred and pain crossed Harry's face.

"If I only knew you will only judge me and you're a fucking homophobe, I will never even like you one bit." Harry spat.

Then we hear another crash upstairs.

I saw Niall muttering to himself, his face annoyed.

He told us to not move an inch, which we cannot disobey. We knew when Niall's angry. And we all knew that angry Niall shouldn't be crossed. We waited in the kitchen, Harry's still on the floor sitting. Tears streaming down on his face. Louis' still leaning on the counter just like before Niall left. Cursing to himself. And me? I'm standing on the doorway, awkwardly.

We're literally not moving.

CRASH!

We look at each other and we ran upstairs.

"Ni, we're not moving an inch I swear-" Louis said.

"-but we heard a crash and-" Harry continued.

"-we're worried, what's happening there?" I ended.

We're on Niall's side. We didn't dare see what's happening inside the room but I could sense that Niall's frozen until he heard our voices.

"It seems like everything inside my house right now will end up being... broken." He whispered while smiling bitterly.

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Sorry for the typos and grammatical errors.