Payphone «Narry»

12

A/N: this chapter goes straight to 12 from the previous chapter being 9.

that's because the chapters aren't numbered by chapters, the numbers of the chapters are the number of days.

if that makes sense? if not, just tell me and i'll try to explain better!

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 “Niall?!” Harry asked as soon as he answered the phone.

“Yeah?” Niall asked quietly, still a bit upset.

Harry sighed. “What the fuck Niall, it’s been three fucking days! I was so scared!” He said loudly, and Niall could hear the squeaking of the hotel bed as he fell back onto it.

“Shut the hell up, Harry. This is your fucking fault anyway.” Niall huffed, regretting calling Harry right now.

The bed squeaked again. “And how the fuck is it even possibly my fault?!” Harry said a bit too loudly, making Niall flinch from the phone at the sudden noise.

“Because you fucked up with Kendall, then you had me terrified by not answering your phone for two days after you basically broke down, and then you coincidentally go to Los Angeles where that bitch lives. That’s how the hell it’s your fault, Harold. It’s fucking shady.” Niall said matter of factly.

Harry grunted. “You’re over reacting, Niall. Yeah, I did have sex with her, that’s why we’re in this shit in the first place. I know that was all my fault, no doubt. And yeah, I should have told you before I took off, especially after that day, but it was a spur of the moment thing. I’m sorry, I was only thinking about stopping that feeling and not worrying you with that because I felt like I had no right to be the one crying. But the whole L.A. thing, you blew that way out of proportion. That’s all on you.” Harry said, his voice stiff.

Niall scoffed, frowning. “How the fuck did I blow anything out of proportion, Harry? You went there, knowing she lived there, knowing she’s the reason we are how we are right now, knowing Management had you go there for her all of those times in the past, knowing how much it bothered me that I could never go there with you, knowing that we’re going through shit, and I’m almost positive you knew you would see her sooner or later in her city. Can you honestly tell me you didn’t do this shit on purpose, Harry?” Niall asked, skeptical of Harry’s response, but hoping that maybe Harry wasn’t fucking around again.

Harry sighed, getting frustrated. “Niall, I literally spent our whole call the other day crying like a little bitch because I missed you, even though you should have been the one crying. Do you really think I’d go and do something that fucking stupid right after that? I’m stupid, but I’m not fucking mental. I know if I want you back I can’t do that shit, I would never do anything like that again. Do you really think that low of me to think I’d fuck up like that again, Niall?” Harry asked, honestly hurt.

“I don’t know anymore, Harry. I know you’re not an idiot, but maybe you got tired of waiting for me? And decided you wanted her? I don’t fucking know, Harry. I just. Ugh, I gotta go. Some lady has been waiting here for like 5 minutes looking at me as if her life depended on this phone right now, and more people are coming. I’ll call you when I can?” Niall asked, hanging up when Harry mumbled an alright.

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A/N: this is ranked and i love you guys, so expect another update later today! until then, tell me what you guys think about this? how do you feel about what harry said as his reason for going to la, what about niall and his thoughts? hmmm?

dedicated to blake becuase i'm pretty sure he's an angel and one of my favorite people reading this, his comments make me smile! ily blake and thank you!