Reckless Soulmates [sequel to N.S.]

harry

Zayn kissed Niall.

I sat in the center of my room, the damage I had done in it surrounding me. In my hands I held a Polaroid picture that Niall and I took on one of our late night movie dates.

Niall didn't kiss him, but it still hurt that it happened.

I heard footsteps coming towards my door. It creaked open and Niall stood in the doorway. He saw the things I had done and he covered his mouth in horror.

"Baby..." I muttered brokenly, not looking his way. I felt his thin arms wrap around me and I began to cry. Niall as well cried quietly as his tears dripped from his eyes to my t-shirt.

Why, god damn it why does this happen to us?

dedicated to: wishuponnarry