Sister ( Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 37

Dedicated to: @mweis15

Harry leaves me alone with Niall and part of me, reprimands him for that. But then again, I was the one who told him to do so. It's just..why did he agree so easily? Is not he interested in my anymore? I've no idea. I move in with Niall and sit on the free table and when I look around, see so many familiar faces.  Most of them are my friends from University. They start coming to me and congratulating me birthday, wishing me all the best and all. 

The lights are off, just the blue-green-red-yellow kind of disco lights are lighting the whole club. The music is so loud that I barely hear what Niall is talking to me, because, to be honest, I don't really pay attention to him. Guess why? I'm looking at Harry, who is sitting with some random blonde girl and they are sitting so close to each other that it takes every bit of self control not to stand and kick her out of my birthday, for god's sake!

The party goes on, I share about three dances with Niall and one with Liam who has just arrived. Claire isn't even looking at me. She is sitting on Jake's lap, right next to Harry and licking his face. And right now, at this very moment, I'm shy that she is my best friend. No one's, I mean, no fucking one's acting is so bitchy. What the hell is wrong with her? Yeah, I'm having a nice time, but if it was up to me, I would live this place with Claire and locked her in my bedroom until she wouldn't change her actions.

"So, the match is in less than 2 weeks" Niall raises his eyebrows in so amusing way that I start laughing.

"What are you laughing about?" He smiles.

"I'm laughing about your face" I manage to say it in between unstoppable laughs.

"Well" He laughs to. 

"Well" I repeat and smile "I'm looking forward to it " 

"You know who will win, don't ya?"

"Sure" I smile proudly.

"Then why are you so proud?"

"Cause, I know that it won't be that Irish club, or some shit" I laugh.

"Or some shit, then? Okay" He laughs too when suddenly his phone lightens up but he doesn't look at it. Guess why? he is too busy looking at me and for some reason, it makes me very uncomfortable, so I quickly change the subject, so he can look away.

"You have a message, Mr Horan"

"Oh, yes" He takes his phone. " Someone sent me an attachment, it should be my brother" His smile widens, I wait patiently to him to show me what his brother has sent him, but in seconds, his wide and so bright smile fades. His face expression changes so dramatically that it frightens me.

"Niall?" I put my hand on his to check if he is okay, but he doesn't answer. "Niall, are you okay?"

"No" He mumbles. "Can you please tell me what does it mean?" He turns his phone and shows me the picture. The picture...of me and Harry, kissing.

"Oh, my god, Niall" Is all I manage to say, I put my hand on my lips and look at him. Fuck, fuck, fuck! Fucking fuck!

"Kathy, you knew how I was feeling about you and you did this!" He raises his voice. "I mean, you can do what you want and with whoever you want, but why are you with me now? Are you using me or what?"

"Niall, believe me, it's not what it looks like!" 

"It's exactly what it looks like, please, don't lie to me more!"

"Niall, I can explain, I can explain everything!" I beg but he is already on his feet, walking towards the door.

"I'm done" He snaps and leaves me alone, speechless. I stand there, unable to move, I feel how my eyes start watering, how I became weaker and weaker. Why did Kris do this to me? on my birthday? What have I done to him? Why does he hate me so much?

And here we are again, I start crying.

I need to leave this place, I need some fresh air. I tell to myself and go out from there. Why does bad thing always happening to me? What have I done wrong? I really can't handle it anymore. I bury my face into my hands and start crying even louder, I need all the emotions to be expelled from my soul. I need peace, is it so much to ask for?

"Hey" I hear his voice and froze.

"What are you doing here?" He asks and stands in front of me, trying to look into my eyes, but I hide it with my hands.

"Are you...are you crying?" 

I don't answer.

"Show me your eyes!" 

I doesn't move.

"Show me your damn eyes, Katherine!" He raises his voice and by helping with his hands, he throws away mine. " Wha..what the hell? why are  you crying?!" His eyes are searching an answer by looking into mines. "Come here" He mumbles and I don't refuse. The only thing I need right now is a hug. Great hug of Styles.

"Shhh" He plants simple kisses on my head while comforting me. 

"I want to leave this place, Harry" I cry.

"No problem, babe" He whispers and guides me to his black vehicle. I want to thank him for comforting me and taking me from this damned place, but I'm unable to speak. I only manage to get in the car and just sit there, speechless.