Somebody I used to know (a harry styles fanfic)

Chapter 11

11

This is suck a late update I don't even know if anyone is still reading. This chapter will probably be short and I'm writing it on my phone so I'll have to proof read later. Please check out my new story as long as you love me. I'll try to update more frequently. I rushed into this one unfortunately so itll probably be only a few more chapters.

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"Hey Em," Niall said not looking into my eyes as we walked through the frount door of Harry and Louis flat. Lou had suggested we hang out with Niall and him, so we did. I was nervous. "Hi," I muttered back wishing I could speak to him alone, wishing I even had the words to make it okay. Niall loved me, I knew that, part of me knew that if I had the chance I could love him too, but I had chose Harry. I loved Harry with all my heart, still it hurt me to know I was hurting the beautiful blue eyed Irish boy. "hey Niall," Harry said in a cheerful voice.

We all gathered around the tv to watch a film. I say next to harry catty-cornered from the tv. I could feel Niall's eyes piercing into me. I knew he was staring at me. I rested my head on Harry's shoulder trying not to think about it. This was any girls dream , having to incredibly cute guys fighting for her, but it was a nightmare to me.

"Niall come help me make popcorn," Louis said getting up and pulling Niall behind him. Niall grunted and followed. He put the popcorn in the microwave and then proceeded to stare. He was acting so strange: I could see him now from where I sat. Harry turned his head at looked at him too.

"Don't worry about him," he whispered in my ear and then leaned down and kissed me passionately, knowing Niall was watching. Niall slammed the microwave door and then ran out of the room. "Harry! You did that on purpose," I said angrily. "Not my fault he acts like a little girl," harry retorted back. I got up and headed for the door, so I could go find him. Harry got up to. "Stay, I think you've done enough," I said to him.

Nialls POV

I know I said I was okay, but I wasn't. How do you watch someone you love love someone else? It was impossible. I had to leave. I had to go home, clear my head. We were on break anyways until the American tour. At least when we are on tour Emma won't be around. I know it hurts her when I act like this, but I can't help it. "Wait Niall!" she yelled running after me.

I turned around. "What do you want," I asked coldly, it was easier to freeze her out then be nice, but then I saw the look of hurt on her face, like she was fighting back tears. She was very sensitive like me. It killed me that I had hurt her. Now I wanted to cry. "I-I just wanted to say sorry, I didnt mean for any of this," she said quietly. I knew she meant it. I think a part of her loves me too, but the part that loves Harry is more dominate.

"It's okay Em , you love him, I have to accept that. I will I just need time," "Okay," she said sadly. "Don't worry about it. I'm gonna take some time off, go home clear my head. I'll be back before the tour. Tell the lads I'll call them when I get to mullingar," I told her. " Are you sure you'll be okay Niall?" she asked concerned. "I'm sure," I said smiling at her. She gave me a big hug, I hugged her back for a long time, it felt nice, I didn't want to let go, but she did and she walked away back to Harry.

Harry's POV

Louis had been scolding me ever since Emma left. Its not that I didn't care, Niall was like a brother to me, but he needs to know she's mine. I hadn't been paying attention to Lou but then he said something that really sunk in. "Think about how you would feel if she picked Niall, you would be devastated too, cut Niall some slack," he said. "You're actually right Louis, I dont know what I'd do if she picked him. I need to go make it right," I said

Emma burst through the door, tears forming at her eyes. " Niall's going back to Ireland," she said. "What when?" Louis asked. I was too shocked to say anything. "Now, he said he needed to clear his head," she said starting to cry. "He'll be back before the tour," she said, her voice cracking. "I have to go talk to him," I said. "No let him go, he needs this," Louis said. "Yes, I think he needs to too, he'll call you when he gets there," Emma said. I got up and embraced her. "It'll be okay Em, don't worry,"