You're a little late,I'm already Torn [FINISHED]

If only I could just trust...

***Next Morning*** Niall's pov!

"That's sick!" I glanced up from my fourth bowl of cereal.

"What?" I asked.

"Some guy who supposedly abused little boys was let go from prison this morning!" Liam gawked at the television. I smirked, leave it to Liam to watch the news! He looked at me in horror.

"What, you think it's funny?" He asked. I shook my head.

"No, I just think it's funny that out of everything you can be watching, you chose the local news." I stated.

"Seriously, what are you old?" Zayn teased. He walked into the kitchen and smiled at me.

"Morning Nialler." He said. Liam looked at us like we were crazy.

"Come on guy's aren't you just a little bit upset that a possible child abuser is just allowed to walk free?"

"I agree it's outragous but there's nothing we can do about it." I said trying to calm him down. What was up with him? Latley it's been an emotional roller coaster with him. Like yesterday I mentioned something about going out to eat and he nearly bit my head off and yelled at me for hating the earth? He had refused to speak to me for 3 hours and locked himself in his room. When he came out he acted as if nothing had happened and was his cheerful normal self. I rubbed my head and put my now empty bowl in the sink. Liam resumed watching the television and I headed upstairs to check on Harry and Louis.

I stopped at Harry and Louis' door and was about to knock when it opened. A rather glum Harry stepped out. He looked at me.

"Niall, morning. Shower." He grunted.

"Morning to you too." I said confused. I stepped past Harry and entered there rather messy room.

"God! Haven't you ever heard of a trash can?" I said picking up a choclate wrapper. I glanced at Lou, he was still asleep. He was hugging a teddy bear. Yes a teddy bear! Oh this was to good of an oppertunity to pass up. I took out my mobile and snapped a pic. I poketed the mobile and grinned evily this would totally kill him if it got out. I exited the room shutting the door behind me.

~HARRY~

I wish I could just tell them. It would be a whole lot easier. But I couldn't that would mean re-living the whole thing and that is something I definently do not want to do. I stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel. I got dressed and exited the bathroom. I trotted downstairs and grabbed a bowl. I filled it with cereal and sat down waiting for Zayn to pass me the milk. Louis came down shortly and sat down beside me.

"Morning Hazza." He said.

"Morning." I said. I looked over at Liam who was gawking at the television he glanced at me.

"Harry! can you believe this? It's just absolutley horrible!" He protested.

"I dunno what is it?" I asked I stood up and walked over to the couch where Liam was sitting. I looked at Liam, I was confused.

"This guy who raped little boys! There letting him out of- well they let him out of prison this morning." Liam said. He resumed staring at the television. My heart began to race.

"W-where is this man from?" I asked. But I already knew what he was going to say,

"Cheshire. Hey isn't that where your from?" Liam asked. I didn't stay long enough to answer, I raced up the stairs and into my room. I slammed the door shut.

"Um ok ow?" I heard Louis say.

"Go away Lou." I said.

"No." He said.

"Please?"

"No, I don't want to, I want to stay here, I want to know what's bothering you so much that you shriek in your sleep!" He shouted. "I want to help." He added quietly.

"Nothings wrong. Just leave me alone!"

"Noooo," He whined. "Haz I want to help!" He said.

"Please, Lou just go!" I argued.

"No I-"

"GO!" I yelled.

"F-fine." Lou said quietly he sounded like he was crying. Crap! I didn't want to make him cry he just wouldn't leave me alone!

"I'm....I'm sorry. I just need to be alone right now." I said quietly.

Silence. I sat on my bed and put my head in my hands. I closed my eyes, flashes of memories filled my brain.

*Flashback*

I lay there, shaking and crying on the concrete floor. He zipped his pants up and grinned at me,

"See, I told you you wanted it. You always do." He said. I watched him leave and then sat up.

His name was Jack, Jack Rogers. He had been doing this since Febuary. I had just turned fourteen, I thought I was old enough, I thought that I could handle it. We had a deal, I kept his secret and he kept mine.

*End of Flashback* 

 If not for the secret I would have told someone ages ago. But, the secret was too horrid. I never wanted anyone to find out, even if it meant hiding the real me, the real Harry Styles. Because the real Harry Styles was bisexual. Yes I know I was only fourteen at the time, but I was sure that I was bisexual. I still haven't told anyone... anything. Jack abused me well into my teen years he finnally stopped when I was 16. A neighbor had spotted him harrassing a little boy and turned him in. I thought it was over. I thought I'd never have to think about him again. Now he was being released? How was that possible? He was guilty he had abused me for years and got away with it! I have to do something. I thought, I have to come forward. I wish I could tell Lou, If only I could trust him.