NIALL'S POV
Two days after the Halloween show, Harry and I were driving from Cheshire where we had gone to see a childhood friend of Harry's who was in the hospital.
Harry grew up in Cheshire but they all moved to London so that his dad could be closer to his work place. But that didn't mean that Harry hadn't kept in touch with some of his friends.
"Knock knock." Harry looked at me and I groaned. This was like the hundredth time Harry had told me his infamous jokes.
"Harry please not again." I looked at him and he smirked without taking his eyes off the road.
"What?" He quirked an eyebrow and glanced at me briefly before turning back to the road.
"I don't wanna hear any more of your stupid jokes." I told him and he frowned.
"Did you just call me stupid?" He asked after a few minutes.
"What? No, I called your jokes stupid, not you." I defended myself.
"What difference does it make? If you call them stupid and they come from me it means you are technically calling me stupid." Harry reasoned and I sighed.
"Harry, you know it's not like that. I would never call you stupid."
"It's alright let me be with my stupidity but thanks for letting me know how you feel about my jokes." His expression hardened and his knuckles turned white from gripping the wheel too tight.
"Harry I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you. I'm sorry." I held his hand desperately but he just kept quiet and looked ahead.
After five quiet minutes I burst into tears that came from nowhere. Frankly I didn't even know why I was crying but the tears kept falling.
"Gotcha!" Harry yelled and turned to me with a smile when we reached a traffic light.
I turned to him and saw his smile.
"You are not mad?" I sniffled.
"Come on babe, would I be mad by that? I know my jokes are the best." He smirked at me and it was now my turn to frown.
"What's wrong?" He asked worriedly.
"You made me waste my precious tears for nothing." I all but stated and he brought his hand wipe my cheek but I turned my head and he lightly hit me.
"Oww!" I yelled clutching my cheek. "You make me cry and now you are hitting me?" I almost yelled at him and he looked desperate.
There was a honk behind us and Harry looked forward to see that the light had changed to green.
He started the car again and I turned to the window, still cradling my cheek.
"Baby, I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you cry and I certainly didn't mean to hit you." He glanced at me.
"Just... please stop the car." I said and he glanced at me again.
"Why?"
"I just don't wanna ride with you. I'll find a ride back." I told him.
"Niall please don't do this. I'm sorry." He pleaded but I wasn't having it.
"Harry fucking stop the car right now!" I yelled and he kept quiet but stopped the car at the side of the road.
"Gotcha!" I yelled and laughed loudly.
"Oh my! Niall... you did not just..." He looked at me with bemused eyes and that made me laugh louder.
