I HATE YOU (Niall Love story)

Please. Hear me out.

"Ready? 1, 2, 3!" I shouted as I stared Louis in the eyes, shouting whatever comes to mind.

"Food!"

"Harry Styles!"

I laughed at his answer, smiling happy to have him back.

"When is Danielle coming back?" Liam asked from his spot on the couch where he watched TV.

"AW, IS YOU MISSING YOUR BOO?!" I shouted running up to him, pinching his cheeks. He scrunched his nose and slapped my hands away from his rosy, prickly cheeks.

"You need to shave, you have stubble." I said and he raised an eyebrow at me.

"It makes me manly." He protested smugly, crossing his arms pouting his lip a little.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night." I rolled my eyes and then Harry came in through the door. His eyeballs were huge, sheen of sweat across his forehead as he ran to the windows, closing curtains and locking the door.

"Harry are you okay?" I asked and he shook his head.

"She's after me." He gasped for air. His breath wheezed and he closed his eyes.

"Shit." He cussed and I looked at him, feeling his pulse as it went rapidly.

"Calm down." I said and after 5 minuets of doing breathing exercises he calmed down.

"Now, tell me what's wrong." I said and she closed his eyes.

"She's after me." He said and a painful face came across his but flickered gone.

"Who?" I asked, rubbing his arm, feeling his goose bumps.

"T-tay-Taylor Swi-Swift." He stuttered and I cocked my head at him. (<I'm sorry but just.... HAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!)

"She goes out with guys, just to break up with them and write songs, making her successful. I don't want to be hurt. I don't want to be broken." He says.

"Not again." He mutters, a frown casted upon my lips as I hugged him, petting his curls.

"I'm going to look for Danielle." Liam said as the awkward air reached him and he scurried out of the room locking the door before going.

"Can I stay the night? She won't know that I'll be in here." He asked, his eyes wide as he scooted back to the head board, breathing.

"If you get your butt off my pillows, of coarse you can." I said and he took the pillows from under his tookish. He held his head in his hands that rested on his knee's.

"If he's staying, I'm going to get you things for him. Love you, be safe, don't do anything I would do." Louis said, glancing at Harry and back at me. I laughed at what he was suggesting at me.

"Why don't you tell me what's bothering you?" I asked as I hugged him, moving pillows and hugged him, setting my chin on his shoulder.

"My ex-girlfriend." He said and my eye's widened and I hugged him tighter, petting his curls comforting him. I watched as a tear dribbled down his cheek and splat onto the blanket. He looked down and whipped his tears away as I moved my chin off his shoulder.

"Well, I'm sorry." I said and he shook his head. His eyes moved everywhere but to mine.

"Harry what was her name?" I asked.

"Lily." He muttered.

"What does she look like?" I asked and he looked at me.

"She has the most beautiful green eyes, even if she doesn't know. Specks of blue and brown. They bring me to another world. Her pale skin was soft and she always smelt really good. She has wavy brown-reddish hair. Originally brown hair." He said, looking at me in the eyes and his gaze dropped to his hands where he fumbled with his fingers.