escape.

Chapter 17.

“Harry seriously, where are we going?” I ask after 10 minutes more, I don’t even know where we are anymore.

“I’m going to take you home.” He says like he had blanked out, he turns the car around and starts driving back the way we came.

“Are you okay?” I ask, Harry is acting so weird.

“I’m just angry and so sorry for what happened.”

“Why are you sorry? It’s not your fault.” We pull up to my place, Liam’s car is in the driveway signaling they are home now.

He rubs his hand over his face and lets out a long breath, turning the car off and facing me.

“It is my fault.” He closes his eyes and turns back away from me.

“How?” he looks so pained.

“Rachel set me up, when I slept with her I didn’t know she was with Niall. Niall was my best mate and I was supposed to meet his girlfriend the day after I went out and it turned out to be Rachel, so I told him straight away but he lost it and we had a fight. He broke up with Rachel, stole my car and went to Melbourne. When he got back I thought we were alright but when you came along there was something about you that made me feel magical” I smile at his description.

“Shut up” he tries to hide his smile “it’s hard to explain how it feels. Anyway, I ignored it because you were with Niall. When you broke up with him I couldn’t stay away, but then you were pregnant with his baby I just couldn’t do it.”

“I don’t get how it’s your fault that he cheated on me?” I ask confused.

“When I left you” He starts but cringes “Niall thought it was the perfect way to get back at me. He used you to get back at me, I’m so sorry Katy. I had no idea and I’m sorry.”

“Wait go back a bit, does this mean he purposely tried to get me pregnant? Just to get back at you?” My facial muscles tighten, and all the anger I just lost is suddenly back. I want to punch Niall so hard and break his fucking face.

“I don’t know, he only said he used you. I’m so sorry.” He sounds so upset, it may have been because of him but I don’t see that it’s his fault. He didn’t know and he didn’t do it.

“Don’t blame yourself, Niall is the dick that did it not you. You had no idea, honestly it’s not your fault.” I grab my bag from the floor and open the door to get out. I need to go to sleep before I cry again.

“I’m sorry” I hear Harry mumble as I close the door, when I reach the front door I glance back to the car and Harry has his head resting on the steering wheel. I can’t help but feel bad for him I can’t imagine how terrible he feels. I should feel shit but I’m used to being cheated on now, that’s definitely not a good thing but it’s the truth.

I open the door to an empty lounge room, I chuck my bag on the couch and quickly pull my shoes off then run back over to Harry’s car. “Do you want to come in?” I open the door puffing.

He nods getting out of the car, pulling his hood over his curls. “You’re not going to be down the whole time are you?” I smile and nudge his shoulder with mine.

He smiles but doesn’t say anything when we enter the lounge room, Harry plops down on the couch and I make a point to go into the kitchen and get some more alcohol. Alcohol always makes everything funner, I grab 2 bottles of vodka and 2 glasses.

“Drink?” I raise the cups and bottles in my hands, Harry laughs and I start walking down the hall to my room quietly. Harry follows behind with my bag in his hand. I place the glasses and vodka on my bedside table before grabbing my bag from Harry and chucking it into the wardrobe.