That's when they took him from me. A Harry Styles Fan Fiction.

Twenty Two - I Love You, and It's Killing Me

NIALL’S POV.

Do you know how hard it is to watch the person you love, love someone else? So fucking hard. You never realise how much you like someone until you watch them like someone else. You never realise how much you want them. And they may never realise how much they might like you. They’re so consumed in that other person and it tears you apart inside.

Tayla was always Harry’s. None of the boys could touch her. Harry was always Tayla’s. She couldn’t touch any of us boys.  I want what’s best for her, even if it doesn’t include me, but I sure as hell want it to. It’s funny how when someone says they love you, you cant really feel it. But when someone says they don’t love you anymore, you can feel every ounce of what was drained out of your entire body.

It’d been eating me alive for the past two days. I had been practically ignoring Tayla, ever since that day at town. She was pissed. I didn’t know what to do.

I was sat on the end of my bed, head in my hands, ruffling my blonde scruffy hair.

Come on Niall. Go tell her.

My subconscious wouldn’t shut the fuck up. It wouldn’t even let me think. Those six words just replayed over and over again in my head. I got up off my bed, walking to the door.

Niall, you can do this.

I walked down the narrow hallway, down to Tayla’s bedroom, last door on the left. I could hear her softly humming the tune to one of our songs. I ropped my ear up to the door.

“Who do you think you are, who do you think I am? You only love to see me breaking. You only want me cause I’m taken.You don't really want my heart, no, you just like to know you can. You'll still be the one who gets it breaking 

You only want me when I'm taken.” Her voice was beautiful though.

“Tayla?” I asked, knocking on the door. “Can we talk love?”

“I don’t want to talk to you Niall.”

I let out a big sigh.

“Tayla I know you don’t want to talk to me but you have to hear me out, and if you don’t let me in I’ll just talk to you through the door, I don’t care. I need you to hear this. I need to hear this.” My voice trailed off at the end, pretty much whispering the last sentence to myself. Reassuring myself.

She opened the door quickly, grabbing my shirt and pulling me inside before slamming the door shut.

“What do you want Niall?” She said, anger ripping through her voice, while the hurt showed through her blue eyes. She let go of my, shoving me off roughly.

“Tayla...” I started, my hands lay nicely in my pockets I was staring at the ground and moving from side to side nervously. I was so nervous, I could feel myself shaking in my supras.

“Yes Niall.” Her voice seemed to soften a bit but the spite still ripped through her voice.

I sat down on her bed, she followed sitting down at the other side of the bed, the distance between us hurt. I shuffled my body closer to her.

“Stop, just tell me.” 

I sighed defeated.

“I’m just going to be straight forward, okay. I like you. I like you a lot. I’ve like you since the beginning but you were always Harry’s, you were his property and being his best mate I couldn’t do him wrong. Do you know how hard it is to watch you love someone else. You were so consumed in Harry and I wanted that. But, I just want you to be happy, even if it doesn’t include me. You’re so oblivious to everything and everyone around you Tayla, can’t you see it?” I sighed, it felt good to finally get some of the things off my mind.

“Niall you don’t understand either.”

She kept going on but I really lost focus, I got lost in her eyes. I watched as the words flowed endlessly out of her mouth and slipped right off of her perfect lips. She kept going and swinging her arms around, she really meant what she was saying. I didn’t hear any of it, however. She was so cute when she was angry. 

I just needed her to be quiet. And how do you get a girl to be quiet? You kiss her. 

I quickly moved my lips down to hers, she kept talking even when our lips met, her voice being muffled through my lips. I kissed her with all the passion I could muster. After a few seconds she realised what had happened and stopped talking, she didn’t kiss me back until I kissed her. Hard. Her lips began to move against mine in motion. My hands roamed around her waist, her came up to cup the sides of my face. Everything seemed perfect at that moment. I pulled back smiling. Her eyes were still closed and she moved forward to me, trying to place her lips back on mine. I gave her a quick peck and she opened her eyes. She blushed furiously and looked down at her lap, a grin spreading from ear to ear. I did the same. 

“Niall, you suck.” She said back, playfully punching my chest.

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