Adopted By.. Narry?

Chapter 8

~Niall's P.O.V.~

Larissa basically walked in on Harry and I doing it. Now, I have to try to explain to her.

"Come here, sit down." I point at the couch.

We sit down next to eachother and Harry next to me. This is already akaward.

"Well uhm." I clear my throat. "You see, when two people love eachother, they um, show eachother that they do."

"What do you mean? I love you." She says.

I start to panic. "No, no. That's different kind of love, you know. Like different feelings."

"I still don't get it." She says.

I'm really bad at explaining this.

Harry clears his throat. "Well erm.. When you love someone deeply, you make love to them and it gives them more feelings for one another. Ermm yeah. You'll learn later in life."

"So wait. You guys are like... Gay?"

I looked at her kind of shocked, the fact that she knows what gay is.

I look at Harry not knowing what to actually say. I guess I am.

"Erm, yeah." Harry says.

"Then what about Vanessa?"

That's a hard one. I'm not sure about her. I mean I did love her, but Harry makes me feel different. A good different.

"We just... Didn't get along anymore." Trying to hide the fact that she was acting like a total slut.

"But, you know I hate Harry right?" She questions.

I sigh. "Yes I know. But you two can maybe get along. Just don't be rude to him." I tell her seriously.

"He told you."

"Yes. I was going to make him tell me anyways. I wouldn't let anyone hit you."

"And instead of you being mad at him for hitting me, you go upstairs and 'make love' to eachother? How can you love a monster like him!?"

~Larissa's P.O.V.~

"How can you love a monster like him?!" The words slip out of my mouth.

But, it's true. I would always questions that to my mom. How could she still love a man who hits her and hits his own kids? I would never understand why she loved him so much.

"He's not a monster." Niall tells me.

"Yes he is! He's a monster who hits people! He hit me! I thought you loved me!" The tears start to go down my face.

This is the exact argument me and my mom had before I got taken away. She still never gave me an exact answer.

Niall stands up. "I do love you Larissa. But I love him too."

"Why?"

"Because I just do. He makes me feel happy when i'm sad, he's always been there for me. I just do Larissa."

"That's not an answer!" I yell at him.

"I don't know how to explain it at the moment! Stop yelling!" He yells at me.

"Well if you really did love me, you wouldn't be with him." I walk away.

He grabs my wrist. "Well then it looks like you don't have a choice in this."

"What's that suppose to mean?" I look up at him.

"He's staying and there is nothing, and I mean nothing you can do about it."