Jungle of Hearts

Flying

Jungle of hearts:

Harry POV:

"I love you.." I whispered to myself, knowing full well that I was too late and she couldn't hear me. It hurt like a bitch, I stood from the bed and fisted at my curls in frustration while I paced around my room, phone still in hand. My heart felt like it was shattering. I lost it, I threw my phone at the wall causing the front and back to smash before I heard the bounding of footsteps coming up the stairs.

Niall's POV:

I sat downstairs waiting for Harry knowing full well what he was up to up there, I really don't understand why he broke up with her in the first place. I mean I understand the media were giving them both a hard time but it's nothing Harry hasn't got before and since the break up he was never the same, yeah he came out clubbing like all the time but he never went home. He would either come stay with me or sometimes even go and stay with his mum, which to be honest I think is what he needed.

I sat on the sofa stuffing the crisps I had taken from Harry's kitchen when there I was a large bang and a loud sound of something hitting the floor. Jumping off the sofa and leaving the crisps discarded on the floor, I ran up to Harry's room to only to find it locked, "Harry.." I called but no answer, "mate open the door" I shouted trying the handle once more, "Niall...j-just leave me alone!" He was crying, i could hear it in his voice. "Harry, come on..." I cooed through the door, "I just wanna help ya, just talk to me mate." And with that the door opened slowly to reveal the red, tear stained face of Harry. I put my hand on his shoulder and pushed him lightly on to the edge of the bed before sitting beside him, he breathed deeply, I have seen him like this before. The night him and Jasmine broke up, he was in bits. "She said she loves me..." He whispered, more to himself than me, I felt my heart flutter slightly, declarations of love just made me feel all girly, no offence, but I could see the hurt in his face and it was obvious it wasn't all good "sooo???" I said, dragging the word out to try and coax an answer out of him, "I didn't say it back..." He whispered burying his face in his hands, "the phone call ended before I had the chance." He mumbled, which made it hard to hear with his hands still covering his face.

Harry's POV:

I didn't realise Niall was still beside me until I heard him say something that made my heart jump from my chest, "why don't you fly out?" He said as I felt the bed shift from the excitement in his voice I could tell he had just sat up completely straight and would start to throw his hands around, "you know, like be there when she comes out?" My heart felt as if it would grow legs and jump on the plane on its own. I sat up before embracing my Irish band mate in my arms, "thank you! Thank you thank thank you!!" I shouted before jumping off the bed and throwing some clothes into a pile to shove in a bag. "I'll let Paul know, and get a jet ready."