The Trouble With Boys

Drunk - Chapter 13

Nialls POV

"Harry, why the fuck are you in my house" I said getting ready to swing my bat at him

"could you stop" he said taking my bat. "why are you in my house" I repeated. "I just wanted to say sorry" he said putting his hands out. "what makes you think I would forgive you" I said becoming more angry. "I didn't come to apologize to you" he said putting the bat down. "Angie?" I asked confused. "Yes I came to say sorry to Angie" I rolled my eyes and said "it might take a lot more than sorry to fix what you've done" pushing past his shoulder I lead him upstairs. We got to my room where probably a freaking out Angie was. "Babe?" I called from outside the door that she apparently locked. "Niall?" She called back. "Yah, it's me" "and me" harry said. "Wait what? Niall whos with you" she said and I could tell she was coming closer to the door.

"It's uh, it's Harry" I said taking a breath. "Harry's with you?!" All of a sudden her voice filled with anger, and confusion. "Yah he wants to tell you something" I said calmly. "Well come in" she said. "Babe... Can you unlock the door" I said because you know.. It was locked. "Oh yah sorry" she unlocked the door, opened it slightly and paused but then she completely opened the door. We stepped into the room and I took Angie's hand and we walked over to the bed. Harry stood in the doorway with his hands in his pockets. "Come in" I said motioning for him to walk. "Oh" he said scratching his head. He walked in front of is and knelt down until he was eye to eye with me and Angie.

"Angie there is so, so much I have to say to you" he said looking directly at her. I couldn't tell if she was scared or angry. Probably both. "Well, I have nothing to say to you" she replied and looked down. "Please, just let me explain" he said pleadingly. "Whatever" is all she said and looked back at him. "Thank you. So Angie, a lot has happened between me and you and not necessarily good things..." He paused. "That one night at my party. I was drunk, and I'm so, so sorry. I don't even remember barely anything just bits and pieces. I felt like I had to keep up that bad boy act when you were around. I couldn't let you see the softy I really was. Then that day at school. I wasn't drunk but I was stupid. I honestly didn't have a plan as to what to do when I drove you back to my place. The truth is I'm not some teenage bad boy, criminal or whatever you want to call me. Listen, I cry every-time I watch the lion king. I'm not bad. So Angie, I know this is a lot to ask but will you please, please take my apology. I want to start all over again" he told her and it was so sweet I wanted to go hug him and tell him I forgive him.

"Harry, I believe you. That your not bad, and if you were actually willing to come here and make that sincere apology I guess... I forgive you" she said and a toothy grin showed up on Harry's face. "Thank you, thank you so much" he said hugging her. She smiled and hugged him back. "No problem, just please no more bad boy act" she pulled him off and put her hand on his shoulders, looking directly in his eyes. "No more bad boy act" he assured and stood up. "Well, I should head off" he smiled and walked out of my room. "Bye, Harry" me and Angie said. "Bye guys, use protection" he snickered and shut the door and me and Ang started cracking up.

"Well, we really should go to sleep" she stretched and laid down. "Or" I said moving closer to her. "Don't push your luck, Horan" she smiled and kissed me on the nose. "You can't blame a guy for trying" I said and got comfortable in the bed. "Goodnight Ang, I love you" I mumbled into my pillow. "Goodnight, I love you too" she mumbled right back. I slipped my arm around her waist and dozed off thinking about all that has happened and all that has changed since I met Ang. When I say changed, I mean changed for the better.

Louis' POV

So... Angie broke up with me. I don't even know why she just was like 'someone told me that you were cheating on me' or some shit like that. What kills me is that she believed it, I didn't even get one chance to explain. Well I guess since I'm sitting at home bored I might as well do something. I'm gonna call Zayn. I dialed his number and he picked up almost immediately.