Fall (One Direction) [Sequel To Run]

Chapter Twenty-Five

Niall

We are hurried off the stage rather quickly after Harry's revelation.

Paul, Preston, and three of the venue's security guards usher us back to the van.

Preston is driving now.

Paul is in the back with us.

He's angry.

But he doesn't speak for at least five minutes.

Neither does anyone else, I think we're all wondering what Paul's going to do. Usually he yells right away, and the fact that he hasn't started yet is a bit alarming, honestly.

Finally, he turns to Harry.

“What exactly did you think you were doing?” he asks softly, his voice a hiss.

“I didn't” Harry says even quieter, so we all have to strain to hear him.

Paul looks confused for a moment.

“Didn't think” Harry clarifies”

“Well that's bloody obvious” Paul says. “But we told you specifically not to say that. Why did you?” His voice is carefully controlled, not yelling like he usually does.

Harry buries his face in his hands.

“Everything's just so fake and I wanted something real” he says, his voice muffled.

“Not good enough” Paul says. “Do you understand what you've done?”

“It's not a big deal” Harry says, face still in his hands.

“The fans will flock to his house” Paul says, his voice low. “They will want to tell him exactly what he forgot. Exactly what the doctor said was bad for Louis.”

“I'm sorry” Harry mumbles.

“And you made the rest of us look bad” Paul continues. “You told everyone that the rest of One Direction are liars.”

“I didn't mean it” Harry says. “I didn't mean to, I didn't think.”

“You should have” Paul says. “ Now you have to fix it.”

We ride the rest of the way in silence.

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Robin

Niall comes back for a few hours that night.