This Is Us

Why Must You Act Like This...

***A/N: Okay, so I just realised I didn't add the part where Harry slapped Nicholle, so I just went back and re-edited that chapter. It still makes sense, there's just been a few modifications to the chapter which makes it a bit longer. So if you'd like, you can go back and re-read that chapter. Lastly, sorry for the VERY late update. I have school stuff I was working on and there was a lot going on but I also wanted to give other people time to read this story and stuff so yeah lol. Anyways enjoy this next chapter. Be sure to vote, comment, follow, tell your friends, tell your fam, tell your cat and thanks for reading.***

Nicholle's POV:

    Me and the guys walked through the door laughing about this weird looking guy we saw on the street. I put my leftover food box in the refrigerator and walked into my room. I plopped down on my bed and got out my phone and started scrolling through my twitter. Once I got bored of that, I logged out, put my phone on the charger, and just looked up at the ceiling. I was daydreaming. My daydream was interupted when I heard the opening of my bedroom door. I sat up to see who had entered....Harry.

"Hi Nicholle." greeted Harry.

"Harry." I replied nodding my head a him.

"Can we talk?"

"We're talking now."

"Nicholle...please." pleaded Harry.

"Fine." I said giving in and taking a deep breath.

   Harry came over and sat down in the edge of the bed and looked at me. I stared back at him with a blank face, waiting for him to speak even though I really didn't want to hear what he had to say to me right now. Harry sighed.

"Ok, just hear me out and don't say anything until the end please." Harry said.

"Ok."

"Look Nicholle, I know no amount of apologies made could make up for my behavior..." Harry started, taking a gulp afterwards, "You shouldn't have been talked to and treated like that. You didn't do anything to make you deserve me to lashing out on you like that. I should've been more sensitive on the subject of Louis since he is your cousin and my best friend and I should've tried to understand where you were coming from. You needed someone to be there for you to build you up instead of knock you down and I just feel like this whole thing is entirely my fault. Louis falling, being in the hospital, you hating me, Niall hating me, our arguement, everything. And all i'm really asking for at this point is just forgiveness. I want to forget all of this happened and start fresh on a good note. Where everyone gets along, we're back to making music, and everything is well. But I truly, genuinely am sorry Nicholle. Please forgive me." Harry pleaded. By this time, tears were rolling down his face, his eyes were red, and his face was flushed.

I looked at Harry and said, "Why must you act like this?"

Harry looked at me confused. "What?"

"You are breaking down and doing all of this to get me to forgive you. Well it worked. I forgive you Harry." I said giving in, "And I never hated you, I dont hate people, I just dislike them."

   Harry wiped his face with a tissue and then smiled. He got up and opened his arms. I walked into his warm embrace and breathed in his scent. I missed this so much. *Sigh* Okay well now that Harry and I have made up, I have to inform Niall not to go hard on Harry anymore. I'm glad everything is fine now.

"Well, now it's time we inform the others of our making up." I said.

"Okay, I just hope eveything goes well." he said.

"Me too." I replied back.