The Curly, The Blond And The Irish. {One Direction FanFiction}

Chapter Sixteen - Wiping Away His Silvery Tears

A/N- Thank you so much for reading! We have entered The Watty Awards so we would love it if you could vote and comment! This chapter is more about the friendship between Lukas, Elle, Juliette and Alice. Hope you enjoy!- E & S! Xxx

Juliette's P.O.V.

Niall answered the door. His eyes lit up when he saw me. He hugged me around the waist. Neither of us spoke, we just held each other. "Harry's in his room." He murmured. He lead me to his bedroom door but we didn't go through it. "We've all tried, he won't speak to any of us. He just eats and sleeps."

"OK." I replied. I braced myself and went through the door. Harry was lying on his bed, at first I thought he was asleep. The curtains were drawn and there were take-away boxes covering the carpet.

"Fuck off." Harry groaned. He was naked under the covers.

"Harry, it's me." I stuttered. He peeked at me from the depths of the quilt. He sat up on the bed, his eyes aplogetic.

"Juliette! I'm sorry." He sighed, his eyes wet with tears. There were tissues around him. I sat on the bed next to him and put my arms around his waist, resting my head on his shoulder. I wiped a tear away from his cheek with my thumb.

"Harry, I don't know what to say." I sighed, shaking my head.

"Neither do I. What am I going to do Juliette? She makes me feel so..." He couldn't finish his sentence. I held him tighter and he hugged me back. "The boys have told me things like 'there will be other girls,' but I don't want anyone else."

"She's with Peter." I sighed. After a moment of silence, Harry spoke again.

"What's Peter like?" He asked, his tone gentle.

"Well, he's a nice guy, he's playful with her, they have fun and stuff, he treats her well. They haven't had sex or anything yet. He told her he loves her." I didn't want to lie to him or give him false hope. I just told him the truth, the facts.

"I could offer her so much more." He sobbed. I got a new tissue our of the box and gently dabbed away his tears. I hated seeing him cry. "You're such a sweet girl Juliette. I'm sorry I complain so much. Niall is such a lucky guy."

"Thank you Harry. Would you like me to stay with you for a while?" I offered. I wanted to give him my full support, it was the least he deserved.

"If you want, I don't want to ruin your plans." He sniffed. It amazed me that even at a time like this, he was considering my feelings over his own. This guy had something about him, something that I knew would make Elle the happiest girl in the world. If she gave him the opportunity.

"You're not ruining my plans!" I protested. We sat there for a few more moments. I had my arms around his waist and his were around my shoulders. He kissed my cheek in a friendly way.

"You go, have a nice day. Thank you so much for coming to see me, maybe stop by this evening?" He asked lightly.

"Of course I will." And with that, I had left the room. I shut the door behind me, all of the guys were standing on the other side of it, looking worried and anxious. "He's fine, he'll probably sleep. He asked me to come by in the evening. Somebody check on him later, but don't overwhelm him." I sounded like a doctor in a hospital, Harry was my sick patient and the guys were his worried family. Louis gave me a hug, obviously grateful that I was able to help his best friend so much. Niall walked me to the door.

"Thank you Juliette, we don't know what we'd do without you." He kissed my lips tenderly before letting me go. I turned to walk back down the stairs and heard the door close behind me.

Elle's P.O.V.

"Hey Luka!" I greeted him. He ran towards me and scooped me up in his arms, I hugged him tightly.

"Hey kido!" Lukas laughed whilst setting me on my feet. I had decided it was time to get the gang back together; I didn’t want them to think that now I had a boyfriend I didn’t have time for them, and Juliette felt the same. We sat in our usual place, next to the large bay windows of the coffee shop. The coffee shop was the best place in town, the staff were friendly and it had a nice vibe with its wooden floors and red and white walls. I inhaled the smell of coffee beans and smiled, I had missed spending time here.

“Where’s Jules?” Lukas asked taking a seat opposite me.

“She’s sorting something out with the guys, she text me before saying she would be a little bit late.” I explained. I glanced at my phone to see she had sent that text five minutes ago.

“Did you enjoy visiting the family?” Lukas smiled, leaning back and getting comfortable in his leather seat.

“I loved it, it was great to see them all again. My mum asked if you wanted to spend Christmas with us this year.” I grinned, we did this every year, we spent Christmas in a different house, last year it had been Juliette’s and this year it was my turn.

“Yes! Your mum makes the best Christmas dinners in the world!” Lukas whooped, fist pounding the air in excitement.

“I know! You eat all the leftovers!” I snorted; Lukas smiled at the memories.

“She’s here!” I yelled, waving madly at Alice as she walked through the door. She looked lovely in a pair of denim shorts which showed off her tanned legs and a simple green vest. I motioned for us to sit with us and Lukas watched her with wide eyes.

“Hey.” She breathed whilst taking a seat beside me.

“How you doing?” Lukas purred, waggling his eyebrows.

“Lukas! You’re not Joey from friends!” I groaned, Alice laughed and I went to buy us some hot drinks.

“Hey! Sorry I’m late, I was talking with, erm, Niall.” Juliette muttered; I met her eyes and knew at once she was hiding something from me.

“It’s fine.” I said slowly, knowing that there was no point trying to work it out of her. I balanced the four hot chocolates on a tray and we walked back over to the table.

“So how is the famous Niall Horan?” Lukas sighed dreamily, I spat out my drink and Juliette glared at him sternly. Alice raised her eyebrows. Lukas and I were the only ones that knew that Juliette and Niall were dating, if the press found out they would have an eventful day!

“What do you mean?” Alice frowned, her brow furrowing in bewilderment. I kicked Lukas under the table and he yelped in pain, I gave him a pointed look, hoping for once he would be able to come up with a good excuse.

“Private joke.” Lukas lied smoothly, Alice nodded but I could still see the suspicion in her baby blue eyes.

“You had to be there.” Juliette reassured her.

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Juliette's P.O.V.

I paced up the stairs, my slippers making soft taps on the wooden floor boards. I knocked on Elle's bedroom door, something we didn't often do unless there was something up. Come in Jules, you don't have to knock." She laughed. She was lying on her bed reading The Last Song by Nicholas Sparkes. When she saw my face, her eyes looked confused then concerned. What's wrong?!" She demanded, probably assuming that something had happened with Niall. As if. I silently sat at the end of her bed. She continued staring at me.

"Nothing's wrong with me." I sighed.

"Who then?!"

I sighed again, not really sure how I would put what I was trying to tell her into words. I waited. "Elle, I think you should give Harry a chance." I finally murmured.

"I don't want to. I have a boyfriend." She explained simply, like I was missing the point completely.

"Obviously, but Elle, atleast give him a chance? He has so much he could offer you, he wants to make you happy."

"So does Peter." She sighed, looking back to her book as is to tell me 'this discussion is over.'

I took the hint and left, uttering the words "atleast think about it," on my way out.