Notes

“HOW COULD YOU RYAN?!” “I DIDN’T CHEAT ON YOU NIALL! I SWEAR!” ‘WHAT DO YOU CALL THIS?!” He shoved his phone at me. I took it and read it, very uncomfortably because I could feel Niall’s eyes staring at me intensely. My face went from; Sad, torn, confused and mad. It was selfie me and Justin took. I shut Niall’s phone off and put it down on the table. Niall walked out of the room, into the bedroom, me right at his heels. “Ryan, I’m not in the mood. Get out.” I walked out and sat on the couch.
*15 minutes later*
Niall walked in and started yelling at me again. “GET OUT NOW!” He said. I looked at him. “You didn’t mean that.” “Get out.” I walked out and ran down the street. I didn’t know where I was going or how far I was from the apartment or the apartment of Jessie and Kaitlyn. All i knew, was that I wasn’t gonna stop running until I made it to Harry and Louis’ flat.
*Half a mile later*
I finally made it to Louis and Harry’s flat. I knocked on their door. My make-up was running, my hair was a mess and my feet ached. A few seconds later, Louis, who looked like he had just woken up from a year of hibernation, followed by Harry, answered the door. Louis rubbed his eyes. “Listen if you're here for an autograph, wait until tomorrow morning…” “Louis, it’s Ryan.” Harry said. “Oh. Well then come in.” We walked in and Harry brought me over to the couch. “Tell Hazza what happened and I’ll get us some tea.” Louis said, still not aware of what happened. “Niall thought I cheated on him.” I got out. “And then he told me to get out.” Harry pulled me into a hug. “You can sleep here tonight, Love.” I nodded and fell asleep a few minutes after they went to bed.
*The next morning*
“LOUIS! OPEN THIS DOOR NOW!” Harry carried me up the stairs. He shoved me into his bedroom. “Stay in here! Got it?” I nodded. “Good!” He kissed my cheek and closed the door. He ran down the stairs.
*Harry’s P.O.V.*
“WHERE IS SHE LOUIS!” Niall yelled. I ran down the stairs. “What happened?” I asked, aware of what had actually happened. “Harry, you and I both know you know what I’m talking about. Don’t play stupid with me.” Niall said. “I miss Ryan and haven’t slept all night. Can I atleast see her or talk to her?” I rolled my eyes. “She’s upstairs in my room. DON’T screw up.” “Thanks Mate!” He ran up the stairs.
*Niall’s P.O.V.*
I ran up the stairs and down the hallway. “Harry’s room… Harry’s room… Harry’s room…” I murmured to myself. “Ah! Bingo!” I knocked on the door. “Who is it?” “Niall.” “Come in.” I opened the door. She was sitting on Harry’s bed. I sat down on the bed, beside her. She was looking at her hands. I lifted her chin with my index. She looked at me. Her eyes. which i had missed so much, full of sadness and red. I kissed her on the forehead. She fell right into my arms, me quickly realizing what she was doing. I wrapped my arms around her, forming what she started into a hug. She cried into my chest, her tears staining my muscle shirt. I let a few tears out myself. “I’m sorry Baby! I should have read the rest of that article. I should have trusted you. I made a huge mistake kicking you out of the house yesterday night! Do you forgive me?” She looked up at me. “Yeah. I forgive you.” I kissed her. She’s a drug. A drug I can’t get enough of.