Broken

You're all my peasants, and I'm the bloody Queen!

HI THERE!!! So um I have a very valid reason for taking so long! This chapter is actually one of my longest and it's about 22 pages long and I had to delete it a few times to make it all the way I wanted it, but you guys forgive me right? *pouts and bats eyelashes* I'm sowy! Please forgive meeeee! I'll give you a hypothetical cookie? LUUUUUFFFFF YOUUUUU! So yay! Pls enjoy the chapter and vote and comment and all that jazz :)

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Courtney Pov

That whole night Harry didn't let me out of his sight; I think he was trying to comfort me about the whole thing with Josh. I went with Harry to his room; I didn't want to have to explain a very long story to my friends tonight. Niall was drowning himself in an assortment of pizza, ice cream, and chocolate. OKAY THIS NEEDS TO STOP; the way Niall is going, he is gonna get diabetes! I felt like Harry was actually scared for me now. He would continuously hold me tight, kissing my forehead randomly, and stroke my shoulder. Literally, Harry did everything he could possibly do for me: he put on supernatural, let me cuddle up on his bed, made me my favorite tea, and would hum sweet songs in my ear. It's weird though, it didn't feel like a relationship when Harry and I were together. It just felt like two friends talking, just like the old days. Niall was pouting on his bed, staring at his phone and shoving chocolate in his mouth.

"Hey Nialler," I hopped on his bed. "Eating your feeling ain't the way to go, boo."

"Yes it is! I'm wallowing in self pity and loneliness." He mumbled between the mouthfuls. "It's the only way!"

I sighed. "Why don't you just call her Ni?"

"No! I'm not giving in first this time. She's going to have to swallow her pride and say sorry first, or we are over! I'm tired of giving in first."

"Okay, okay I'll respect that." I lied, but left him alone for now.

Harry came back from the store downstairs with some food, I'm guessing for me. "Hey, what are you doing on his bed?"

"Hello to you too Harry." I giggled. "We were just talking."

"Yeah, so what's up with you two now?" Niall smirked. "Are you guys dating now, or what?"

"I don't really like labels..." Harry blushed, making Niall laugh.

Niall looked back at me. "Oh my gosh you are dating now! And your okay with not making it official?"

I smiled. "We haven't even really gone out yet! Who knows what will happen? Plus, I don't think it's really anyone else's business wether we are together or not."

"See," Harry pulled me on his lap and kissed my cheek. "She's my kind of girl."

"I wonder how you and Liam are going to get along." Niall laughed, rolling on his stomach and scrolling on his phone.

"Wait , what? I don't have to talk to Liam! You don't need him anymore." Harry snapped.

"What do you mean I don't need him? He is my friend; I'm not going to ditch him! If anything I owe him a butt ton because he deals with my shit, and I may or may not have called him gay."

He pouted. "But I hate him!"

"Well isn't that just too bad because he's seriously like my best friend."

"I thought I was your best friend." Niall whined.

"About that..." I sucked in a breath of air, trying to seem guilty, but you know it's da truth. It was bound to come out somehow... Like Liam when he comes out of the closet. "Sorry buddy, but hey you are a close fourth though!"