Broken

Chapter 5

I can't stop thinking about Lucas. His crystal blue eyes, remind me of Niall's, the way he dressed also reminded me of Nialls. He seemed like an exact replica of Niall. I lunge for my phone and dial Niall's number. "Hello?" He answers with his adorable Irish accent.

"Why did you tell me you had a twin brother!" I shout a little louder than I expected. He hesitates, "Lucas? Well, he's, he's not important."

I hang up on him. I walk to my bathroom and look for my razor that is hidden under my sink and sink the blade into my skin. My blood soaking into my shorts, leaving stains.

His facial hair rubs against my cheek."Why do you do this?" He asks.

"Harry, you left me," I hiss. "You left the face of the Earth, and you didn't bother contacting me. Do you think I enjoy digging a blade into my skin and making myself have pain?"

"I miss you," He sobs. "I didn't hurt you intentionally. You know that, don't you?"

I shake my head, "Why did you?"

A splash of cold water hits my face, waking me up. "What the hell!" I shout.

I look in front of me seeing Niall squatting, with tears streaming quickly down his face, "Why do you do this still? Is it because of Harry?"

I nod, "Every time I think of him, it crushes me," I repeat from my conversation with Harry.

He slams his lips to mine. Our lips move in a pattern, "I love you," He says. I rip away, shocked, "What did you just say?" His cheeks turn bright red, "I- I'm sorry."

That was the last time I saw Niall for weeks.