Broken ( Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

I was sitting in the living room watching a movie. All I seemed to be thinking about was Harry and what happen last night. I picked up my phone and dialed Liam's number a couple of times to ask him about Harry, but I never actually let the phone ring.

I've been thinking of actually just sleeping with Harry just to see what it would lead to, but if it means more to me than it does to him; I am not sure I can handle disappointment.

My phone buzzed in my hand startling me making me drop it on my lap. After realizing that I was just getting a phone call I picked it up and checked the caller ID. It was Liam.

Oh crap. Maybe one of the calls did go through and he was returning the call. I slowly answered the phone not knowing what to expect.

“Nicky,” he said.

“Hey Liam,” I said slowly.

“Is Harry with you?” He asked.

“Uh no. why would he be with me?”

“I just thought...well I saw you two leave the club together last night so I just assumed he was with you. We can't find him anywhere.”

“Oh yeah we had a little argument afterward and I left him at his apartment. I am not sure what he did after that.” I said rolling my eyes.

I actually did know what he did after that. Most likely he went to a bar got drunk and found himself another girl to mess with.

“I see. Sorry about him,” he said.

“You don't have to apologize Liam. Harry and I are just not going to get along,” I said.

“I know. Well if you hear anything please let me know. We are all worried and his mum doesn't stop calling Louis.”

“I don't think he would call me or anything, but i'll let you know if he does.” I said.

We said our goodbyes then hung up.

I already knew that Harry was up to no good with a random tramp. I know his ways, but why was it bothering me so much that he was out with a girl after I left his apartment? I stood up from the couch angry at myself then threw the phone on the couch. I started to walk away towards the kitchen to make myself a cup of tea when I heard my phone buzz again. I was about to ignore it, but what if it was Liam telling me he found Harry.

I quickly answered the call not check the caller ID.

“Hello,” I said.

“Nico,” his deep voice sent shivers down my spine.

“Harry?” I asked. Of course I knew who it was, but it still shocked me that he was calling me.

“Listen I got into a bit of trouble and I don't want to call the boys because I am not in the mood to get yelled at, so you are the only one left. Do you think you can come pick me up?” He asked.

I was about to answer no, but somehow I ended up answering, “Yea. Send me the address.”

Minutes later he had sent me the address and I was in my father's car driving to go help the last person that I wanted to see. As much as I want to just stay away from him I just can't do it. I thought about turning around and crawling back onto my couch, but as much as I hated admitting it; I wanted to see him. I hate how we left things and I really wish that we can meet in the middle and at least try and be friends.

I got to the place that Harry told me to meet him. It was a park. Why was he at a park? I walked out of the car and walked down a trail looking around for Harry. There was a bench at the far right side of the park hidden right below a tree. I almost missed it if it wasn't because I saw Harry sitting there. He had his arms crossed around his torso and was wearing a black hoodie. He was hiding his face with the black hoodie and was looking down at the ground.