Insane (COMPLETED)

Chapter 33

Chapter 33

LOUIS' POV

Fucking Niall. Is he being serious right now? How could he? Isn't he straight? Harry's my boyfriend, not his! Or was, anyway.

I paced across my living room, holding my phone tightly in my hand. Should I call Niall? Should I tell him off? But what would Harry think? I'm the one who practically threw him out of my life. I don't want to be without Harry, I can't! I just got so angry when I saw Niall kissing Harry, I just wanted them both to leave my house. I should be the one kissing Harry and making him happy, not Niall. Would Harry actually date someone who made him want to kill himself even more? Niall put him through fucking hell, why would he want to be with someone like that? But when Harry said he felt something with Niall, I have never felt a stronger urge to punch anyone in my life. He doesn't like Niall. And I will do everything in my power to make sure he never does.

I grunted as I picked my car keys up off the table. Why do I always have to go after Harry? I bet he doesn't miss me one bit.

What am I going to do once I get there? Just steal Harry away from Niall? I was the one that told him to leave in the first place. Would Harry even come with me if I tried? Most likely not. I bet Niall will talk him out of it. Fuck it, I'm still going to try.

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I waited impatiently outside Niall's house, tapping my foot on the wooden porch. It's probably been over a minute since I rang the doorbell. Harry and Niall better not be-

"Louis? What are you doing here?" Niall asked, opening the door. He had no clothes on but his boxers. Great.

"I'm here to take Harry back home,"

"I thought you and him were broken up,"

I sighed and took a step towards him. "Can I just come in and talk to him please?"

"I don't think-"

"Thanks." I interrupted Niall, pushing him out of the doorway. I walked to Niall's bedroom because I knew for a fact Harry was there. I opened the door and he looked at me confusedly, also only wearing underwear.

"Louis? Why are you here?" He asked.

"Come on, we're going home," I told him, ignoring his question. I walked over to him and grabbed his wrist. He immediately yanked his arm out of my grip and moved away from me.

"I'm staying here."

"Harry-"

"You can't just kick me out of the house like you did and expect me to forgive you so quickly. Plus, I like it here with Niall,"

With Niall. Of course he had to add that.

"What did you guys do?"

"What?"

"Tell me. What did you and Niall do?"

"Nothing, Louis."

I observed his neck, dark hickeys trailing down slightly past his collar bones. He even had some down by his hip bones and it made my breath hitch. You have got to be kidding me.

"You guys fucked, didn't you?"

"What? No!"

"Don't lie to me, Harry! I saw how you were with Niall- that would have gone somewhere if I wasn't there to stop it. And since I wasn't here-"

"We didn't have sex. I stopped it before we could."

"That's a lie,"

"It's true," Niall said from behind me, his hand resting on my shoulder, "I was cock blocked so hard."

Harry laughed but I wasn't amused. There's nothing funny about Harry having sex with Niall. The thought alone makes me want to throw up.

"Harry, why won't you go home with me?"

"Because I don't want to. I'm done fighting. I'm done with our relationship that will never be an actual relationship again. Plus, I'm going to my mom's house early in the morning, so there's no point to it. I feel comfortable with Niall."

"Wait, why are you going to your mom's house in the morning?"

"Because I need to get her car back to her."

"Then how will you get back here?"

Harry raised his eyebrows and I quickly caught on that he's not coming back. Why would he want to live with his mom again?

"But Harry," I continued, "why are you doing this?"

"Doing what?"

"Leaving me, leaving everyone. If you go up there, we're not going to see each other very often. Why can't you just-"

"Louis, please, you're only going to make this harder on me,"

"Harder on you? Seriously? I love you with all my heart, Harry! Do you have any idea how hard it's going to be to not see you ever again? I know we're not exactly dating anymore, but you're the love of my life and I can't see you like this. Have we really put you through so much shit that you're just done with us? You've resorted to living with your mom again?" I tried to persuade him, "I'm not going to drive all the way down there just to see you for like ten minutes."

Harry nudged Niall and he took a big breath.

"Harry's going home to kill himself." Niall spoke.

"And you're just going to let him do that?" I screamed at Niall, making him jump.

"Of course not! I was going to talk him out of it!"

"Fuck you, Niall! This was your plan all along, wasn't it? You're gonna act like you have fucking feelings for him just to get him away from me. I'm the only one that can stop him from killing himself and you know that!"

"That's bullshit!" He defended himself.

"Oh really? Is it, Niall?"

"I like Harry a lot, I would never do that to him! I see a future with him."

That's it. Niall's had his fun.

I walked over to him and shoved his chest, making his back slam onto the wall behind him.

"You see a future with Harry?" I laughed, "You guys wouldn't last more than a week! Harry belongs with me!"

Harry tried saying my name to stop me but I shut him up. This is between Niall and I.

"Harry, you obviously know that I'm not letting you go home, right?" I told him, my voice annoyed, "I won't let you kill yourself."

"I don't believe you have a choice in it. I want to do this."

"Please just come home," I sighed, "I need you. I shouldn't have treated you like that."

"Only if you let me go home tomorrow,"

I grunted and looked around the room in frustration. "Fine. I'm staying here with you and Niall."