//Left Handed//1D Fic

14<A Walk to Forget>

After a while I was left alone gain, forcibly? No. I wanted to be alone. When I compared the two it seemed like I'd rather not escape than to hurt Nialls feelings. I knew that wasn't truly true, but if I didn't hurt his feelings then Harry would go on hating me which would: a) make tonight even worse than it should be , or b) make my escape harder or even impossible.

I wanted to be free, I know I did. But when given the option to either hurt Niall or face the wrath of Harry my want to not hurt Niall meant I was okay with being kept here under horrid circumstances. I wasn't, but thats what not doing as Louis told me would mean.

Carefully with a more than shaky hand, I reach for the nob, twisting it cautiously. Almost as if there were a monster awaiting me.

Technically there was. 5 of them.

I found myself navigating my way down the stairs almost absent mindedly. I'd allowed myself to forget about my stressful dilemma, even if for just a minute.

Before I knew it, I realized that I had been in front of the boys, for maybe a minute.

Louis, Liam, Niall, Zayn, Harry and two boys who I'm assuming was Calum and Michael.

I didn't know what to say, or where Kiara was. I hadn't come with a game plan, and because of that I had 7 pairs of eyes on me. All conversation was ceased.

"I-Uh... Harry. "It was all I could say, he was the only one who I could look at. I didn't know how I'd hurt Niall, I couldnt even look at him. So I had to come up with another plan.

I watch as Harry's face softens from an annoyed one to a small smile. Quickly though, that smile is gone.

"Yeah Saphire?" His face held no particular expression, but his eyes.He was doing that smiling eyes thing again.

I kept my mouth closed for maybe 7 seconds, but I'd come up with a plan even better than Louis'. Or at least I hoped.

"I want us to take a walk Harry. "As the words left my lips, I could feel the shock everybody felt. The person who's been nothing but mean to me was the person I wanted to take a walk with.

I couldn't even imagine Nialls annoyance with me in this moment. Or even his regret for ever sticking up for me.

If he really liked me then this was as fùcked up as it felt.

"Oh? Oh! Yeah, lets go. "Harry smiles, taking no time to hop out of his seat and walk toward me, grabbing my hand.

As we turn to walk toward the front door he lets go of my hand as if he forgot he hated me. I simply roll my eyes and fight the urge to wipe my hand and be equally rude.

I just stiffen my shoulders, cursing myself for doing what I thought would be a solution. It was a disaster.

We're quickly on the porch and then we're walking down it's two steps and around the house. Its now that he decides to say something.

" Thanks Saphire, you saved me back there. "He admits, steadying his gaze on trees in the distance. It was almost like the word 'thanks' foreign to him, especially when he seemed to be sincere.

Saved him? How?!

"How did I- "

"Calum and Michael. God they're so immature. The wont stop talking about the girls they've shagged and criminal things they've done. Real men don't have to brag. One of the few reasons I dread their company. " He so rudely cuts me off, going on to explain to me why he hated them. I guess it never occurred to me that people may not like them for their bragging.