Insane (COMPLETED)

Chapter 41

Chapter 41

HARRY'S POV

I sat in my mom's car outside of Niall's house, waiting for something- anything. Should I go in? Should I go back to Louis' house and try to make things right? Okay, never mind. I should give Louis some alone time before I do that. He wanted to stab me for fucks sake! I would never hurt Louis. Does he really think that poorly of me? He knows I love him more than anything in the world! James hurt Gemma, why shouldn't I have hurt James back? Gemma couldn't have stood up for herself, and that's what family is for.

I'm scared. So fucking scared. It's only a matter of time until I'm going to prison, Louis was right. I know I could have handled James better, but that asshole needed to die. Nobody treats a woman like that.

I need to go in. I hope Niall doesn't know about what I just did.

I walked right into Niall's house without knocking and instantly found him and Nicole sitting on the couch. Why is she here?

"Niall," I called, "sorry for walking in, I just,"

Niall laughed, cutting me off. "Why would you need to knock?"

"Because this isn't my house and Nicole is here,"

"Why would it matter if I'm here?" She asked me, a small smile on her lips. Dimples appeared over her cheeks and I returned her smile.

"I don't know, can we just drop it?"

Niall shrugged and took a gulp of his beer bottle. "Come sit down,"

Nicole shut the TV off before eyeing me carefully, her blue eyes scanning over my whole body. "Harry, are you feeling okay?" She asked me.

"Never better," I lied.

"You look like crap," Nicole continued.

"Thanks Nicole," I sighed, "that really means a lot,"

Niall laughed loudly, a beautiful smile taking over his face. "We're kidding!"

I shrugged and ran a dirty hand through my hair. I need to shower so bad.

"Are those blood splatters on your shirt? Or is it supposed to be like that?" Nicole asked, her index finger gently trailing over my shirt.

"Supposed to be that like," I stuttered, moving out of her reach. I can't let them figure out. Who would be my friend after they figure out I killed someone?

"So what's up, Harry? What's bothering you?" Niall asked.

"What makes you think something's bothering me?"

He raised his eyebrows at me and he pursed his lips.

"I'm fine, Louis and I are just fighting and I need somewhere to be while he calms down,"

"Oh." Niall's eyes darted down, "what are you guys fighting about?"

"Do you need to know everything?" I asked, my harsh tone making both Nicole and Niall jump.

"Guess not, sorry,"

It was silent for a moment before Nicole got up and began walking to the kitchen.

"What do you want to drink, guys?" She yelled to us.

"I want food, can you bring me something to eat?" I called.

"Like what?"

I grunted and got up off the couch to go look. Before I could start to walk, Niall grabbed my hand. "Bring me another beer please?" He gently asked, his thumb tracing small circles on my palm.