This Is Us

Arguement...

Nicholle's POV: I was getting ready to go out on a walk with Niall to clear my head. Everything going on with Louis is just crazy and then

Harry and Zayn going at me like that at the same time was just too much for me. I got up and threw some clothes on getting ready to go out on a walk with Niall. I went to the bathroom to freshen up and brush my hair. I walked out the bathroom and grabbed my phone and keys and walked out of my bedroom. I was heading towards the front door when Harry stopped me.

"Nicholle...can we talk?" he asked,

"I don't want to talk to you right now Harry." I said nonchalantly.

"Please." he begged.

"Okay." I said sighing.

"For one I dont understand what the big deal was of why you got mad." Harry said with a bit of an attitude.

"What do you mean you don't understand? You and Zayn were all up in my space yelling in my ear and trying to control me. You dont own me." I replied.

"I never said I did."

"And I never said that you said you did."

"Look...all I wanted to do was have a simple conversation with you but no you let your personality get in the way of it and you're acting like such a bitxh."

"First of all dont ever get my personality and my attitude mixed up. My personality is who I truly am, my attitude varies on the way you act towards me. Second, dont ever call me a bitxh. You just keep getting worst and worst Harry." I spat.

"We were just trying to help!!!" Harry yelled.

"Some help you were!!!!!!"

*Slap*

   I looked up at Harry and held my cheek. The stinging sensation still withstood as I looked up at him with tears in my eyes and Harry just looking down at the ground.

"How could you? How could you say something so harsh? And do something so cruel knowing that I have long term memorization of stuff like that happening to me as a child, and is still in effect to this day." I asked questionably.

   Harry finally looked me in the eyes. I looked at his and they were no longer the bright shiny joyful green they were on a day-to-day basis. They were like a swampy depressing green.

"I-I dont know." he said. Harry then walked away from me and went into his room, slamming the door behind him.

  Harry Edward Styles...I no longer have the same amount of respect for you. We're no longer best friends, friends, acquaintances, nothing. We can both just pretend that the other doesnt exist. But let me tell you this. You're not getting off so easy. You're gonna pay for that arguement.