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Without The Love (Narry)

Niall's POV

Harry has always been the type of boyfriend who is really protective, but not the cute one. He would get so angry if he witnessed me talking with another guy who he wasn't familiar with. Sometimes, he even gets jealous of his closest mates talking to me. He just wants to keep me hidden in his arms forever because he has this weird paranoia that eventually I will find someone better and I will end up leaving him. But that's just far from the truth and he doesn't seem to realize that. I love Harry to pieces but I just need to feel a bit more free. Not like I'm only allowed to talk and interact with him; I just can't do that because I really like socializing with everyone. To top all that off, Harry has anger management problems. So if he sees anyone talk or even look at me inappropriately, he loses it; and it's really hard to hold him back. He's never laid a finger on me before, no matter how far I've pushed him, he always managed to hold himself back and everyone seemed to be surprised about that.

Currently, I was at a party with my friend Dylan. It was in full swing, everyone was drunk off their asses and the only reason why I was here was to make sure that Dylan reached his home safely as he was quite wild when he was drunk. Speaking of Dylan, where is that boy? My question was answered when I heard his drunken laughter coming from my right side. He was trying to hook up with some blonde girl who was politely rejecting him, but he didn't seem to get the idea. I hastily went to grab him away from the currently annoyed girl but somehow, he managed to stumble over causing me to fall on the ground and he landed right on top of me. I couldn't help but laugh at his clumsiness.

"C'mon mate lets get you home."

Harry's POV

I stared angrily at my phone screen, I can't believe Niall would actually do that. I thought he loved me. Clearly not, I mean why would he have Dylan straddling his hips with a big smile accompanying that too if he did love me? I don't know who sent me this picture, it says private number, but it looks so real. To say that I was beyond pissed would be an understatement.

After a couple of hours consisting of me thinking hard about my current feelings of betrayal and disappointment, Niall finally arrived home. He came over to me and enveloped me in his warm embrace while placing a gentle kiss on my cheek then he said,

"Hi baby, how are you I've missed you." I pushed him off of me roughly causing him to stumble back slightly in shock.

"How dare you Niall James!" I exclaimed angrily.

"What are you talking about Harry?" He asked seeming genuinely confused.

"I'm fucking talking about this!" I shoved my phone in his face. It finally dawned on him and he looked up at me guilty.

"No no Harry! It's not what it looks like I promise! Dylan was drunk and when I went to grab him so that I can take him home he was so wasted that he ended up falling over me!!" He desperately tried to explain to me what had happened, but I was blinded with rage.

When he saw the wild look in my eyes that I usually get when I lose control of my temper he immediately flinched back in terror, but not even that stopped me from what I did next. I quickly shoved him to the ground and then I fell on top of him, delivering strong punches all over his body, then I quickly got up and started using my legs instead, kicking him in places and hearing sounds of sickening cracks coming from places that I wouldn't want to know of.

"Harry baby please stop." Niall tried to soothe me and get me to stop my wild rampage while tears streamed down his face but I was out of control and I didn't stop there. I continued kicking him and punching any spot that seemed to be free of the already forming blue and purple spots on his former pale skin. When a loud scream of terror and agony escaped Niall's lips after I kicked him really hard in his ribs, his eyes fluttered shut. I stared at what I have done in horror and I dropped to my knees after screaming in frustration and fear, I lifted Niall's head and hugged him tightly and continued rocking him back and forth while I kept on crying in desperateness, hoping that what happened was all a nightmare and that I didn't hit my Nialler.