Catch me if you can [NARRY AU]

Chapter forty-seven

Sorry for the long wait, a lot happened and yeah. I also uploaded a new book - i know i know - called SALIGIA and I would be thankful if you gave it a try x

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Harry's pov

I looked at my mum as if she just told me Obama wasn't black. How could she say such a thing? Niall meant the world to me. Correction, he was my world. I felt my hands turning into fists and I really needed to remind myself this person was my mother and not some punk ass so I couldn't punch her, but damn, I wanted to. She had witnessed me in my shock state and still she wanted for me to break it off with Niall. To say I felt betrayed was an understatement, this person was my mother and she should support me in things like love, and happiness and life. She looked at me with a straight face, which made me even more pissed. Who was she to control my life like this?

But, if I said I was surprised, I would be lying. I knew my mum would pull this trick on me, after all, Niall was 'dangerous'. She wanted to best for me, but she had no idea that taking Niall away from me was the opposite of what she wanted, what I wanted. She didn't realize this because she was blinded by the sigh in her head that with neon lights screamed 'dangerous!' as she thought or even saw Niall's name.

"Mum, how could you say that?!" Was the oh so intelligent thing that rolled of my tongue. Her face didn't change, and I knew she expected me to react this way.

"I won't break up with him, are you crazy? He is the only thing that's keeping me sane, that's keeping my feet on the ground! He makes me happy, mum, truly happy. I didn't even know a person could feel this way until I met him. You can't forbid me to see him, I'm not a god damn child anymore! You don't control my life and I will date him if I fucking want!" I started to scream, and my throat was hurting and my voice wasn't how it normally sounded. I knew I was fed up an trying to hold back the angry tears, but I wouldn't let them fall. At least, that was what I told myself.

"Harold.." She started but I was quick to cut her off.

"NO! Fucking no, alright?! I love Niall mum, with or without a mental illness, and if you can't except that then you can leave!" I felt like I was going crazy again, my head was lightly spinning and I felt pressure on my chest. My eyes were burning and I felt the cold sweat everywhere. I felt so... I couldn't even name it. My mother, the person who should support me in everything, the one that should always choose my side, the one who needed to stand next to me as I made my choices, the one who needed to have my back and pick me back up when I fell down. She just betrayed me, and I didn't know how to cope with that.

Mum stood up and looked at me in a way I only could describe as pure disappointment. She grabbed her bag and walked over to the door. I couldn't believe it, she actually didn't accept my choices. It hurt, it cut into my heart and I even let out a whimper.

"Mum..." I whispered, but she just stood there with her back facing me, near the door.

"I'm staying in this hotel. You have three days to break up with Niall or I'll report the police about his drugs related background. You left me no other choice, Harold." She said, and walked out of the door. It shut behind her with a bang and I fell onto my bed, feeling hopeless and tired.

I had no idea what to do, my brain was working overtime trying to come up with an idea to get out of this. The options my mum gave me both weren't cutting it for me, there had to be a way out of this. The first thought I could come up with was just lying to my mum I broke up with Niall, but she would find out I lied to her sooner or later, and I didn't want to take the risk. Niall's life was basically on the line, he could serve jail time or I could loose him, and with losing him, my life was on the line as well. I didn't thin I could live without him anymore, not now that I've got him back. There had to be another way, to convince my mum Niall was good for me and to get Niall out of this mess, but I just didn't know how. I had no idea how the safe him, and that thought made me feel so helpless and hopeless.