Love is war ~ styles

Chapter 25

Kate's POV

My eyes shot open. I clench the blankets as I hear the door quickly open. My heart started to best faster and faster by the second. Fear was my best friend in that moment.

"You bastard!" He shouts again.

His words so muffled, I couldn't understand him at first.

A strong tingle ran through me. It felt so fake, like a television show or something stupid.

"I can't believe you!" His voice is the loudest I've ever heard.

He starts to run closer to us. Niall's face was nothing but anger. I saw in my preferal vision, Harry's gets up, scared. I've never seen him like this before. His eyes were in fear, and shock.

My hand fell upon his chest. Stopping him from doing anything dumb. "Don't. Please, Niall. Please" I say, almost in tears. "Please" I say again.

My words meant nothing in his mind. I felt so empty. I couldn't do anything.

"Move" his harsh words engrave in my mind. As he shoves me to the side, like a doll, useless and forgotten.

I stare at the two boys. The stood, blank faced. Harry's jaw started to clench, Niall's as well. This was all feeling so familiar. As if it already happened. I waited for someone to say something, for something to happen. My face runs tears, tickling my face.

"I fucking can't believe you Harry. Sleeping with my girlfriend. You know what she meant to me" he pauses, trying to find his words in his lost mind. "But you had the audacity to fucking go pass my and sleep with her? I honestly can't believe you. You can have any girl in the world, but you have to chose Kate. I fucking hate you" each word was almost like a stab to the stomach.

I felt so sick. My memory shot back to my head. Harry is hungover and doesn't remember anything. He doesn't even know what happened or what he said.

"I didn't sleep with your girlfriend!" His raspy voice tries to fight off his anger. "You know I would never do that mate" he almost bares a smile, but resists after seeing Niall's reaction.

"Bullshit" Niall spits. "I know you better than you know yourself. Who knows how many girl you've slept with. You've probably lost count" I can sense his pride in his words.

"Please! Please stop!" I try to yell louder than them. I try to fight into their minds. But I had no affect on them. It was useless to even try. "I care about you, about you both, so much. Please do not do anything serious. You guys are like my family" I try to smile but my tears don't agree.

"Stay out of this Kate" Niall steps closer. Only inches from each others faces. I knew what was going to happen but I could not stop it.

"Niall don't-" I start.

"Stay the fuck out of this Kate!" Harry snaps.

I was left in utter shock. Niall's clenches his fist, again. I swiftly move in front of Harry's warm body, acting like a shield. I slowly push his body away. My hand back on Niall's covered chest.

"Don't" was all I could manage to say. I don't know why, but I was protecting Harry. It felt like the right thing to do.

"Kate don't do this babe. Not here. Not now" Niall suddenly calms down. But I didn't buy it.

"Niall, leave. Please"

His body refuses. His glistening eyes staring down at me.

I felt the sweat from Harry's torso rubbing off on me. He was as scared as I was.

"Please. If you-" I stop for a short second. "If you've ever loved me, you will do this for me" my words slow and calm. "Go" I swallow my rude comments, and replace them with short answers.

He bites his lower lip, not quite a smile but not a frown. Each step he took, was killing me. He reaches for the doorknob but stops. "I really thought this would work, Kate. I really did. We're done" he tries to hold back the tears, but they fall to the floor. He continues on and opens the door to leave.

His last statement hurt, so much. Harry sits back down in the messy couch. His face in his hands.

"I'm so sorry Kate"

I was still, I'm the same position when Niall's left. "He's gone" I say.

"I'm sorry" he grabs for my hand, but I pull my arm away. "Kate. I'm sorry if I did anything last night. But I honestly don't-"

"You don't remember" I finish his sentence.

"Uhm- yeah" his stuttering confused words were slow.

"Because you were fucking drinking like there was no tomorrow" I half yell, half whisper. "You drink your feeling away harry" I spat in his face. I turned around so we were face to face.

"I'm sorry if I slept with you-" I stop his stupid apology.

"Really?" I say more in a statement then a question. "Whatever Harry" I quickly storm out of his house, forgetting what I was wearing, but still not caring.