Captivating (Sequel To Captivated)

Chapter 19

{Harry’s POV}

I look down at my phone for the millionth time seeing all the messages the boys have been leaving me and throw my phone at the brick wall. It’s taking everything in me not to go to a bar and drink but I can’t do that to Niall. Oh who am I kidding he wouldn’t be surprised. He knows that I’m a screw up and I’ll never change. I’m not at all far from Niall’s house I’m just in an alley trying to calm myself down and it’s not fucking working. I lean against the wall laying my head on my knees crying into them. I just want it all to stop. Everything just needs to stop.

I stand up from the ground leaving my shattered phone behind and run towards the house. I’m not thinking straight and I know that but something inside me won’t let me stop myself from what I’m about to do. I make it to Niall’s house and knock on the door. Louis answers the door and I push past him.

“No Harry” he says grabbing my arm and pulling my back

“Let me see him Louis” I hiss wanting him to let me go

“No dude…you seriously need to calm down. This baby shit as gotten to your head” he says pulling me back once again from the stairs. I clench my fist prepared to fight my way to Niall but here a soft voice before I can throw the first punch.

“Harry don’t hit him”

“Niall. Kitchen. Now” I say not taking my eyes off of Louis. I can hear the sound of Niall scurrying off into the kitchen and I take a step closer to Louis. “You get in my way again, I’ll rearrange your face.”

I turn around walking off into the kitchen and see Niall sitting at the counter with his head in his hands. I walk to the other side of the counter not making an attempt at all to comfort my crying boyfriend. Harry what the hell are you doing. Go comfort him and go apologize to Louis.

Where has being the good guy ever gotten you Harry? Absolutely no where…Just go back to being you

What?

No I can’t go back to being that person. I just need to talk this out with Niall and try not to fight with him. Is that possible? No probably not but hell a guy can dream.

“Niall…I’m sorry” I whisper

“I know you are. You always are”

“Damn it Niall do you not see that this is hard on me to! I got my ex girlfriend pregnant. I’m going to be a parent so excuse me for being pissed and lashing out”

“Don’t yell at me like this is a onetime thing! Every time you’re angry you do something stupid or try and hurt someone. That someone is always me Harry and I can’t live with that”

“Then don’t Niall.”

I watch as his eyes flicker down to his hands as the words leave his mouth. I know he was expecting me to put up a fight but there is not fight. He’s right. I’m not going to keep lashing out and hurting him. Not when I’m trying to get him back. These past 2 days have just been a step in the wrong direction.

“Maybe we were both wasting our time trying to make this work Niall”

“You don’t mean that” he whispers looking down at his hands

“Niall you can’t even look at me! How can you say I don’t?”

He shakes his head getting up from the counter and rushing out of the kitchen. I want to run after him. I know I should run after him but I know that the more I do run after him the more I’m hurting him. I sigh leaning against the counter and hear someone walk into the kitchen.