Chapter 8:
Harry’s POV
Niall looked pissed and I don’t blame him, after all that I had done to him over the years I’m glad he got to speak his mind, defend himself. He’s always been this shy and innocent lad, having him scream back his thoughts was painful to hear, but not enough to cover up all the suffering I’ve put him through. My reason isn’t a big one but I want him to forgive me, that’s all I ask. I would love to be his friend, be there for him, but if he is too disgusted by me than I won’t mind. But he has to hear me out.
‘The day you came into my life was the same day I realized I had feelings for Meli. She was the person I could be myself around; she was the girl who looked past my stereotype image, the one who I could tell anything to because I knew she wouldn’t turn it into a rumor or tell the whole school my secrets. We weren’t going out because I still wasn’t sure what I wanted. She met you, went to your house after school, did projects with you, sang with you, and did everything with you. And I was jealous; furious actually, I wanted her to be mine and not yours. She was my first love, my first kiss, my one and only. And I wasn’t going to let her go.
Things got worse when my parents got a divorce around December of that year. I felt sad and Meli wasn’t there to help me and be there for me like she always is. Then my dad-‘ I started to hear a crack in my voice. But I didn’t care Niall had to hear the truth, I want him to forgive me even if it means crying. ‘I’ve never told anyone this, not even Meli, she just thinks I don’t like you and she’s honestly tried her best to make me see the good in you but I’ve refused to do it even though I know your just a nice guy. Then in January my dad…he took his life. I was so broken, I swore to myself that I would never take my own life for someone else. He went into depression ever since my mom told him she never loved him. And that’s when I realized she’s never loved me. I’ve been living with her all these years but because I have no one else to turn to. I needed Melissa, I needed her to give me a hug, kiss me and tell me everything was going to be alright. Just like she did when I fell and scrapped my knee in kinder garden or when I got my first F in math in 5th grade and I cried because I knew I was better than that.
I’ve always been jealous of you Niall, not because of how you look or your high grade point average, but because you had someone who loved you. A family that does care, a friend that only sees good in you. And now with Liam by your side I’m still jealous because you’ve managed to come through even after all I did to you. On Valentine’s Day I asked Meli to be with me, because I knew I just couldn’t lose her. I told her not to talk to you because I was afraid id lose her again. I judged you, just like everyone else has and for that I’m sorry.
So before I leave I just want to give you this’ I reach into my pocket and take out a necklace with a metal guitar pic at the end of it. ‘It used to be my dad’s, he always loved the guitar’ I say smiling at the memories. ‘But I think you deserve it more than I do, you play guitar, and your voice is untouchable and well I’m just hoping I can have your forgiveness. That’s all I ask’ I put the necklace around the blonde boys neck. I can see his blue eyes light up. They are still broken and a bit grey but I can tell he has no hard feelings. I turn around grabbing Meli by the arm as she also tells Niall she’s truly sorry. We get to the door when I hear my name in an Irish accent.
‘Harry’ he calls. I turn around to see him standing, whether he was in pain or not I couldn’t tell, looking down at his feet.
‘Yeah?’ I ask back.
‘Have you ever had a Horan Hug?’ he says with a big smile on his face and opening his arms to signaling me over.
I pace quickly to the side of the bed reaching out for his hug. It was honestly the best hug I’ve had in my entire life. ‘Thank you’ he whispers in my ear. ‘And I forgive you’
