Remembering Sunday (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Niall's Point Of View

I sat up in bed and stretched. A yawn escaped my lips and I rubbed my eyes. I pulled the warm covers off of me and was hit with a cold breeze.

Oh god, it's cold in here!

I shivered and rubbed my arms as I walked over to my window and shut it. I stared out at the view. A very beautiful view.

I could see Big Ben and all the buildings, tower, and the bridge that surrounded it. The sun was starting to come up to the top of the sky and the sunrise was starting to disappear. Still so beautiful though.

I walked into my bathroom and washed my face and teeth. My face was still red and blotchy from crying last night and probably in my sleep as well. I finished up with that, and trudged to my living room. I sat down on my couch, and grabbed my phone. I went onto twitter and read all of the new tweets from my followers and tweeted a few times. I set my phone back down and stared at the wall.

Something doesn't feel right.

Like something is really wrong.

I sat up and walked down the hallway and into Liam's room. I opened the door, and Liam's head turned to face me.

"Hey." Liam said.

"Hi." I replied, and walked over and sat at the foot of his bed.

"What's up?" Liam asked.

"Something doesn't feel right." I sighed, rubbing my arms.

"Same with me." Liam admitted. I sighed and laid down on Liam's bed and stared at the ceiling.

"What should we do then?" I asked.

"I don't know. Just wait and see if the feeling goes away I guess." Liam replied, getting out of bed. He put on a pair of sweatpants and walked out of the room. I got up from his bed and followed close behind him.

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A few hours pass by and I still have the bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. I want to call or text Bella but what happened yesterday, I don't want to do that incase she's with Eric. I don't want to be the cause of her getting hurt.

It kills me to know that I have been the cause before.

I can't see why she won't break up with him. She won't get hurt and she'll be so better off with him out of her life.

Bella also needs to tell the police. Get a restraining order or something. We need to make sure he gets the police involved.

I look around the room and notice that all the lads are out here with me except Harry. Is he still in his room? It's already noon. I hope he's okay.

I wonder if Bella's okay. I think I might go see her later today. But what if Eric's there? I can just kick his arse out.

No, I can't do that. Eric would probably hurt Bella after I left.

Ugh.

"AHHH!" Someone screamed then came a loud bang.

My head shot up and I looked in the direction where the scream and bang came from. It was Harry's room. The lads and I raced into Harry's room and saw him in front of the wall with a hole punched through it. Harry was holding his fist, bruises probably forming. He looked at us and his face was tear stained and read and blotchy. Harry continued to stare at us and then a sob escaped his lips an his body shook.

The lads and I engulfed Harry in a group hug and Harry started to sob more violently.

I have seen Harry like this before. So fragile, so vulnerable. Well, I haven't seen any of the lads like that after what happened yesterday. The same with me as well.