Make Me Break (n.h. + h.s.)(Punk!Niall)

Chapter Thirty-Nine

Chapter Thirty-Nine

I miss you xx

I miss you too xx

What are you doing?

Watching T.V. Waiting for you to get home xx 

I should be home soon. I love you Haz xx 

I frowned when Harry didn't reply to me, but just guessed he found a movie he rather enjoyed or fell asleep. Liam and Zayn were playing pool in front of me, Zayn helping Liam play. I laughed every time Zayn whispered something into Liam's ear, making him blush. 

I knew what Zayn was doing, trying to distract him so he'd lose...

I guess he wasn't really helping him. 

It made me happy to see Liam happy, he deserved as much. After everything Liam had been through... He deserved it. I used to think that Liam was meant for Louis, but now I know I was wrong. I was so wrong. He belonged with Zayn, just like I belonged with Harry. We were like puzzle pieces, we could only connect with each other. 

"Ni! Come play!" Liam said, shoving Zayn away from him.

"Nah, I'm good. When are we going home?" 

"Bored already?" 

"I just wanna go home...." I said shrugging.

"Well it's almost midnight... I guess we can head home." 

"I don't wanna make you guys leave if you don't want to." 

"Nah, we're good with leaving. I know you want to get back to Haz and Lizzie." Liam put down his pole, smiling at me. 

"If you guys are sure you wanna go..." 

"Let's get out of here before you run home yeah?" Zayn kissed Liam on the cheek, grabbing his hand as he did so. 

"Alright." Together we all left the pub, Liam and Zayn giggling like little school girls, holding hands while I just trailed behind them with my hands in the pockets of my jeans. Liam turned around, still holding Zayn's hand as he did so.

"You excited to get married Ni?" He asked me, a broad smile on his face. I couldn't help but smile myself at the mere thought of marrying Harry. 

"You have no idea Li... I feel like I've been waiting for this moment my entire life ya know? And it's still freaking me out that it's actually happening... But I'm excited. I love Harry, and for some strange reason he loves me too." 

"I used to think you guys would'nt ever make it past high school. I know that's a stupid thing to say and all, but you guys were seriously polar opposites. When you told me you were dating Harry I thought you'd date like a month tops, not nearly 4 years." 

"Good to know you had faith in us Li." I said shaking my head at my best friend. 

"You guys did break up Ni, but you're back together now so don't stress too much about it. I'm glad you guys are together, I can really tell he makes you happy, and I know you make him happy too." I smiled at Liam, probably with one of the biggest smiles I could ever give him. Harry did make me happy... happier than I had ever been. 

I couldn't wait  for him to be mine for forever. I climbed into Zayn and Liam's car, sitting in the back seat as the two of them drove me home. The conversation was just one filled with stories of older times, back when it was just Li, Harry and me. Those were the days that's for sure. When we pulled up to the house, I thanked them for the night out and told them I'd for sure see them tomorrow. 

I walked into the house, frowning when I heard Lizzie's cries down the hall. 

"Haz?" I called out, shutting the door behind me. I didn't get a response which just confused me further. Harry normally would stay up and wait for me... Maybe he fell asleep? I walked into the living room to see the T.V. still on, his phone sitting on the coffee table. It was still open to my contact, his response still in the text entry box. 

"Harry? Babe?" I called out again, a feeling of dread coming over me as I walked closer to Lizzie's room. I saw our door was slightly ajar, and I just assumed Harry was in there. I opened the door completely, flipping on the light only to scream at the sight before me. 

Harry was surrounded in a pool of blood, his eyes still open. His chest wasn't moving...

He wasn't breathing.

"Harry?!" I screamed, crouching down to his side. I went to move him, but I didn't know if I could even do that. I lifted his shirt, gasping in complete horror as I saw the two bullet holes in his abdominal region. 

"Harry!" I checked his heartbeat, screaming even more as I came up with nothing. I didn't know what to do, but it felt like my world was coming down on top of me. I grabbed his face, forcing his cold set eyes to look into mine.

"Wake up! Don't you fucking dare play dead on me! Don't you fucking dare!" My fingers now clutched his shirt desperately, my face buried into his chest.

"Fucking come back! You can't do this! You can't fucking do this!" 

"Come back." I whispered into his shirt still sobbing my eyes out.

I don't know how long I cried, it could've been minutes, hours, maybe even days. Harry didn't wake up.

He didn't wake up...

He never fucking woke up. 

And that's the thing that broke me.

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A lot of you guys want me dead...

That's a nice thought to go to bed with. 

I'll be posting the final chapter tomorrow morning or when this part reaches 100 votes, whatever comes first really. 

Dedication: 

Niallerrrrr

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