Separated By Names (One Direction AU)

Chapter 13:

*I APOLOGIZE FOR IT BEING SO SHORT!*

*Harry's P.O.V*

"Clary, please!" I begged. She was packing her bags getting ready to leave. She agreed to live with me for the summer as long as I didn't do something stupid like get arrested, or get into fights. For the first time in a while, I was crying. I was never a real emotional guy, but life without Clary wasn't a life at all. "Clary, I am begging you, please stay with me."

"No Harry! I am sick of this! You are always in a fight with someone and...and, I just can't be around that!" She shouted at me, still packing. I grabbed onto her and she struggled to get away from me, but I still held on tight. She dipped her head down and dug her teeth into my flesh. I released her from my grip and she went into my bathroom to get some things she left in there.

"OW! YOU BIT ME!" I cried. She laughed a little bit, still angry.

"Hell yeah I did, because you wouldn't get off of me!" She shouted. "You know Harry, sometimes I wish I never agreed to secretly dating you!" There was a long pause after she said that. Clary knew that she was different after I told her I wanted to keep seeing her after we had met. I remember when I told her that we would have to be a secret, she began having second thoughts, but still, she wanted to see me too. I stared at her, my vision blurring with tears, and she just stood there completely unmoved by the emotion I was showing. "Did you ever once think of what it was like for me Harry? Think about how I felt about telling no one about us? I had to keep it a secret from my parents and my friends...and it hurt everyday knowing I couldn't tell them about how wonderful you were...or, how I thought you were." She sighed. My legs turned into rubber as I fell to the ground crying. I had hurt Clary bad, and now I was going to loose her.

"Clary, I am so sorry. I really am. It hurt me too, and not once did I ever think of how this effected you. I don't blame you for wanting to leave. I am a monster." I sobbed. She sighed from above then curled up next to me. I lifted my head and she wiped away the tears on my cheeks.

"Hey now, don't do that to me. You know I can't stand to see you upset like this." She said with a smile. Was she...forgiving me?

*Clary's P.O.V*

Though I was still angry at Harry, my heart snapped in half when he broke down. I didn't want to leave him, but the way he treated others was just unacceptable. In the time that I had known Harry, I came to realize that he was facing a lot of emotional troubles from the inside. I didn't know what they were, but they triggered his anger towards others. If there was some way to help him over come the triggers, then maybe he wouldn't be so aggressive.

For a while, Harry and I sat in silence, my head was nestled in his neck, and he was softly petting my hair. This was the Harry I loved. The one who treated me like an angel. We were enjoying each others embrace for a little while until Harry spoke in a shaky voice.

"Clary, I love you so much." He says, and my grip on him immediately grows tighter, as does his.

"I-I love you too Harry>" I reply. He kisses the top of my head and we sit for another while longer in his room on the floor, until we heard a crash from down stairs. Harry perked up and his face went pale. "Harry? Harry, what's wrong?" I asked.

"NIALL! FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!" He yelled in anger, pushing me off and running down stairs in panic. I ignored the fact that he pushed me and followed him down stairs. Once I was in the kitchen at the foot of the stairs, I saw what I never wanted to see in my life. Niall was unconscious on the floor, his face as white as a ghost. Harry was kneeling next to him, screaming for him to wake up. "NIALL, GOD DAMN IT NIALL WAKE THE FUCK UP!" He screamed.

"I-I'll call 9-1-1!" I yelled as Harry got a rag, wet it, and started pressing it to Niall's face.

"Niall, Niall I'm so sorry! This is all my fault. Damn it just wake up!" He screamed as I took out my phone and dilled 9-1-1. There were three glass bottles of opened, and empty, Jack Daniels. I had no idea why Niall did this, but it split my heart in half to see Harry so...broken. He was shattered over his friend who seemed to be completely passed out.

"Hello 9-1-1 operator, what's your emergency?" The operator asked. Once I explained what happened, the ambulance was at his house in about five minutes, and we were off to the hospital.