Broken Trust

Chapter thirty- eight

Chapter 38:

Lious' pov:

I open my door and walk down to the kitchen, El following close behind. She stops in her tracks when we get to the stairs and pulls my hand, causing me to stop as well.

"Do you hear that?" she whispers.

"You mean the loud moans, yes," I say back. She rolls her eyes and pulls me closer back down the hall way to Niall's room.

"Uh oh, Niall's either upset or mad or both," I whisper to El. She nods her head and we listen to the song they sing next.

'Shut the door, turn the light off, 

I wanna be with you, I wanna feel your love,

I wanna lay beside you, I cannot hide this, 

Even though I try.'

Niall sings that part by himself with his guitar, the next part Ellie harmonizes with him.

'Heart beats harder, time escapes me,

Trembling hands touch skin, it makes this harder,

And the tears stream down my face.'

Ellie stops singing and Niall sings alone again. Emotional held strong in his voice.

'If we could only have this life for one more day,

If we could only turn back time.'

Ellie begins singing the chorus with Niall. Their voices harmonizing together perfectly.

"They sound amazing together!" El exclaims.

"Yeah, they really do," I say. I grab El and we continue on our adventure to the kitchen.

"Why do you think they picked that song?" El asks. I know he was singing it because it's Jessica's favorite song, but I'm not going to tell El that. I know Niall is still in love with Jess and I know that her and Harry being together ruins him.

"I'm not sure, but there was alot of emotion in it that it made it sound so good," I say. El nods her head. She grabs two poptarts and stuff them in the half buttoned up she's wearing, which just so happens to be mine, and we head back upstairs to my room.

Harry's pov:

"Harry, I know you want to talk about my depression," Jessica says to me. I nod and our eyes lock.

"I just, I don't understand why you would think that harming yourself would make it much better?" I ask. She closes her eyes and lays back on the bed.

"I was in the wrong group Harry. I was getting drunk and I was getting into drugs and they all had a thing for cutting and when I went crying to them, they explained to me why they cut and it just seemed like such a beautiful way to relieve your pain. So I tried and got addicted," she explained, emotionless.

"I just don't understand what would've led you to do that stuff. I mean, yeah you're a badass not a straight A student or one that always goes by the rules, but why would you get into that group?" I ask. I think back to a time in high school when Jessica beat the shit out of a girl.

FLASHBACK

Me and Jessica get our lunch trays and go to sit at our usual tbale, just us two. But some one was at our table. It was the star football player. Me and Jessica sat down, ignoring him the best we could. His girlfriend soon came and stood by him.

"Harry, I heard you run pretty fast and I was thinking you could come sit by us today at lunch, let us get to know you a little bit," the jock says. My eyes go wide and I look at Jessica. She freezes in her place, only looking up at me with pleading eyes to say no.