Behind Broken Walls (Zarry) GOING UNDER MAJOR EDITING*****

Chapter 8

HarrysPOV

It's annoying you know. Not being able to stop thinking about the same person over and over and over again. Not being able to focus.

One thing I've been doing lately is sitting down in my hotel room staring at the ceiling, turning the tv on and off then staring at the ceiling again.

Three days straight and we leave to go back to work tomorrow. What about Zayn? Is he coming back? Is he going to rehab?

I know he's probably going to end up quitting. He's to stubborn. He wouldn't go to rehab. As much as I want him to and as much as I don't want him to, I know he isn't going to go.

Am I trying? Have I ever been trying? I just want to help. "I love you so much Zayn but you won't realize it!" Or maybe it's my fault.

I groaned hearing my phone ring. I stretched over to the other side of the bed to see Louis on my screen. I rolled my eyes ignoring it.

What does he honestly want to talk about? What would he say? "Louis your socially awkward." I stated out loud. "Great now I'm freaking talking to myself." I mumbled.

I need to get up. Walking out of the bedroom I went to the restroom and threw water on my face hoping that the cold liquid would refresh myself.

It hurts. It really does hurt. I feel like I failed. I feel like I'm just not good enough.

"Harry." I jumped slightly and turned off the water.

Niall's eyes widened as he stared at me. "Harry? Oh my gosh.....have you eaten, did you drink anything. Are you not feeling well."

I rolled my eyes walking over to the couch. "Niall right now, I just want to be alone."

"You've been alone for three days and that's enough time."

"And maybe I need more Niall!"

"Well sadly we don't have that luxury!" Niall yelled. "Look I'm going to be honest and say I don't know how you feel. I'll probably never understand and I know you want to be listened to. I know you want to be understood but your my friend and no matter what, I'm going to be here."

"Well Niall if you want to be a friend, leave me alone."

"So you don't want me to care. Are you just going to stay here and cry over Zayn."

"I'm not crying over Zayn."

"Yes you are."

"So what?!"

"So what? Really Harry."

"What do you plan on me doing Niall? Do you want me to go back to Zayn and tell him, "I'm sorry Zayn. You should keep on drinking since it makes you happy instead of me. You were right Zayn, Perrie is irreplaceable and I'm not good enough!" I cried.

Niall eyes softened and he sat down on the couch next to me placing his hand on my lap.

"No. I want you to fight. If you care for him that much, don't give up."

"I love him and he's not going to rehab."

"Listen. Listen to what he has to say. He's not acting this way for no reason."

"He's acting this way because of Perrie." I mumbled. "Sometimes I wish I could bring her back just so I could make him happy. Even if it means not being able to be with him. Niall.....all I want is for him to be happy. I just want him happy."

"I don't think you leaving him, will make him happy."

I frowned hating that he was right and he smirked. "I don't know what to do."