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16. Just friends, okay?

Caitlyn's POV.

"Caitlyn?" Barbara faced me with a serious look.

"What do you wanna talk about?" I directly went to the point. I don't wanna waste my precious time talking to a pussy.

"Since when you and Niall started to date? How long is your relationship?" She looked at me with a disgust look. Fuck? Why the hell would she care anyway?

"None of your business." I smiled at her, note my sarcasm.

"Yeah sorry, uh, do you really love him?" She asked me, unsure. Woah, this thing really looks like an interview, eh?

"Why wouldn't I?" I chuckled and continued; "Of course darling. Niall means the world to me. He is my strength, he's the reason why I smile everyday. I love him just the way he is. I love him with all of my heart but I admit, it really kills me when the first time I saw him. He's suffering, suffering from pain, heartbreak and dissapointment. I mean, why did his ex girlfriend broke up with him? He's a great boyfriend." I said, meaning it. I mean every word I said. I truthfully answered her. That's what I felt for Niall. I know we're not dating but who cares? I love him.

"And I will never ever break his heart like what his ex-girlfriend did to him." I added and smiled. She looked at the ground, trying to constract her sentence. Collecting her thoughts. She finally faced me, her eyes are glossy and she spoke; "Please don't break his heart. Niall is a good guy and I don't deserve him. I broke him. Please don't use him for fame an-" She trail off but I cut her.

"I know, he doesn't deserve you either, darling. For your information, I will never do that. I'm not a famewhore or an attention seeker, I don't care about being famous or whatever. Like I said, I love him just the way he is and I will never ever break him. You broke him, aren't you happy now? You already got what you want, aren't you still happy now?" I breathe and she was just simply listening to every shit I throw at her.

"He is like a glass filled with water, after you drank the water, you'll just put the glass aside and you don't even care if the glass will fall or not. But the glass fell and you don't even give a shit. You let the glass broke into a million pieces. Don't worry Barbie, I already fixed him. I will take care of him." I let it out. What the fudge I have just said? Before she can response, I heard a beep and I saw my boyfriend.

"You're so pretty but your personality killed it. Anyway, congrats." I whispered, I smiled at her sarcastically and turned my heel to Niall's car. I left Barbara alone in the front of the Bridal Shop.

"What kind of shit did she told you?" He broke he silence between us as I hummed along with the music. Should I tell him?

"It-it's just.. She asked me if how long is our relationship." I told him as I lean my head to the window and looked at the buildings and houses we past through.

"You told her the truth?" I can see through the corner of my eye that he glance at me.

"No. I didn't answer her question but I told her that we're together and I love you. Which is true." I mumbled the last sentence and heard him mumbled too. I turn the music off; "What?" I raised an eyebrow. He looked at me and shook his head. I shrugged and lean my head again against the window. Silent, the car filled with silent. Not an awkward one. It's just.. silent.

Minutes later, we pulled into the driveway and wait for Niall to unlock the door. We entered the flat and beer bottles scattered around the floor.

"Darn it, Styles!" Niall exclaimed while he threw his hands on the air. I saw Harry's door opened so I went directly to his room. I saw him laying on the floor, completely drunk.

"Harry, it's only six o'clock in the evening! What the hell happened to you?" I kneeled down and pat his cheek repeatedly.

His eyes fluttered open and it is completely bloodshot. He looked at me and slightly laugh. Why did he laughed at me?

"Hey Caity Kitty Cat." He chuckled. "Where have you been? I checked the whole house but you're nowhere to be found. I thought someone kidnapped you." He continued while both of his eyes are slowly blinking.

"I went to mall."

"With Niall, of course." He grin sarcastically at me. I didn't move nor speak, instead, I just simply nodded. "Where is he?"

"Cleaning up your mess downstairs."

"Close the door." He stand up from the floor and move to bed. I obeyed and sat beside him. He came closer to me, our faces apart from each other. Smell of alcohol quickly entered my nostril.

"When I need you, you're nowhere to be found. But when you need me, I'm right by your side. Why can't you be there for me like I'm for you?" He frown and stroke my cheek. I don't know what to say. I looked at the floor to collect my thoughts.

"Harry, you're drunk. I know you're doing this because of me. Sorry Harry, I really am sorry. I didn't mean to cause you too much pain. I didn-"

I wasn't able to finish my speech as he pulled me closer to him and his lips was crashed into mine. What the fuck is he doing? He's drunk, he doesn't know what the heck is he doing. I pushed him away from me, still shocked.

"Caitlyn, I'm sorry. I was just carried away. Fuck. Caitlyn I'm sorry." He quickly apologize as he run his fingers through his hair. I didn't move. I know this is my fault and I don't blame him if he did this thing.. I'm not mad at him though, I was just shocked. He needs me but I can't give it to him. All I want is Niall.

"Caity?" I looked at him and tears rolling slowly down his cheeks. "Caitlyn, I'm s-"

"It's fine Harry. But remember that nothing change. Nothing will change." I looked up the ceiling, this is so frustrating.

"Yes. I understand. Please, let's just forget about it." He frown at me and I smiled weakly at him. It really kills me to see him like this. We stay silent for a moment..

"Always remember that I'm always here for you." He surprisingly hugged me. I didn't say any word, instead I just nodded and closed my eyes. I felt liquid flow through my cheek. I hate myself for doing this to Harry. He's a nice guy but.. Niall. I really love him. Is it bad to follow what your heart speaks?

"I'm so sorry Cait, it will never happen again. I hope you're not mad at me." He broke the hug and his eyes are now totally bloodshot.

"I'm not." I weakly smiled at him. "I think you need some rest. Sleep Haz." My lips turn into thin line as I got up from the bed. "I guess so." He layed down to his bed and put a pillow on his face. I was making my way out of his room as I face him again and whispered; "I'm so sorry if I cause you this too much pain, I swear you'll find someone better than me." And with that, I closed the door.