I walked to the living room after thirty deep breaths that still felt not enought though.
I was about to walk back to the room but it was too late, Niall had already seen me so I did what every person would do and smiled slightly. He returned it immediatly but I spotted him scanning me to check if everything was alright.
Danielle and Eleanor were both on the couch talking and glancing at a solitary figure upright, his back turned to me and eyes on the window looking everywhere but the view.

"Finally!" El smiled to me. I looked at Harry to see his body stiffen as he realised I was there, but didn't bother to look nonetheless. This was going to be a long hard day, I thought.

"Niall, let's go to that place we talked about." Dani stood up grabbing El and trying to push Niall as well.

"Where?" He looked confuse not diverting his eyes from the fridge.

"Niall we're buying food. Now." She continued.

"Coming!" He closed the fridge's door without a second thought. On the way out he placed a soft kiss on my temple.

"Don't go to hard on him." He whispered before closing the door behind him leaving me with trouble himself.

I looked back at Harry noticing he didn't move an inche since I came down.
Sighing I walked to the opened kitchen, nibbling some piece of bread left on the counter.
I sat on the table looking at him on the living room as he remained lifeless in the same place. How could he not move? I guess he was really mad at me then.
Well, I didn't really know what to say so I stood up sighing heavily and went to the stairs. The air was still to heavy to have a decent conversation without fighting hard like last night.

"Do you know what was the worse?" I held my breath as his pained voice broke the unconfortable silence. "The worse was realising I couldn't bare loosing you because..." he did a brief pause as if it was too hard for him to say. " Because of how much I love you."

My heartbeat increased hugely as the words he just mentioned soaked in.
In a very slow and still shocked movement I turned around metting his eyes for the first time as he was already looking in my direction. That's when I noticed how messy he looked, the dark bags under his 'brightless' eyes made him look ten years older and his hair pointing in every ways almost seeming like he didn't sleep. But he still managed to look perfect nonethless just not with the same sparkle in his beautiful orbs that I was used to seeing.

"You love me?" I opened my mouth after a very long time. He merely blinked not answering my question. "Then why did you cheat on me?"

"Oh for God's sake I didn't cheat on you Mia!" He yelled extremely loudly loosing all the calm he seemed to have before. "Yes the photo is real but it was taken ages ago when I was with Emma! But that ended! Got it? Ended! Long before you and I started dating. Is that so hard to understand?" He threw his arms in the air desperatly.

"But it had a recent date."

"That's called photoshop! You know my fans are overprotective and a lot of them is against us being together so they probably managed to do it."

"But I also read you met with her a few days ago." I argued.

"Yes that's true but I told her I have a girfriend and that I'm commited to my relationship. And I thought you knew that do. Honestly I don't know what else can I do to prove to you that I want you, not anyone else, you!" He kept yelling frustrated whilst I was still in the middle of the stairs, blown away with everything he was saying.

"I'm sorry." I whispered looking at my hands. That's when I felt really bad, he was clearly hurt, I hurt him and caused all the pain spread now across his face. Now I understand I was really stupid by walking away without even allowing him to explain. But the feeling in my heart in the moment I saw that picture completely killed me and that is freaking scary. The pain was too much and that's when I realised this isn't just a relationship, I have deeper feelings than I thought. That's why I ran away, I ran away of all the feelings that came over me.

"You didn't feel sorry when you allowed all that disgusting guys to touch you." He tossed at me.

"No one touched me like that!" I rolled my eyes.

"You did that on porpose to hurt me! You wanted a pay back so you decided to walk into some bar and call the attention knowing it'd appear on tv."

"I was just dancing but nothing happened." I tossed back offended by his acusation.

"They clearly were too amused with that."

"I honestly don't remember." I said biting my lip.

"You were too drunk for that right?"

"Jesus Harry, I'm sorry okay? I said I'm sorry!" I exploded. "I saw thousands of hateful comments insulting me in every possible way and then that came out. I'm sorry if I'm not a popstar and it's hard for me to deal with it."

"I guess I was wrong about you then." And when I thought he had said enough he comes up with this! I looked incredulous at him as his eyes burned into my with anger.
That really hurt... like a thousand knives stabbing me in the back.

"Clearly you were." I said hopelessly turning back to stairs heading to the bedroom. I was done with that conversation.

"Do you know why I ran away like that?" I turned to him one last time as he were turned to the big window again. "Because it was too paintful to see you with a girl that is not me." I walked to the room not wainting for his reaction. I never fought with someone like that and it also never hurt so bad.
In the moment I entered the room I broke down crying. He was so angry like I've never seen him. I couldn't blame the rest of the world for hating me, I hated myself too for putting him in the position.
I threw myself in the bed sopping the pillow with my tears. Maybe he was right, maybe I was not a good choice. Maybe I should go back to my house and don't cause any more trouble with his life.

Unexpectadly the door flew open reveling a man's figure standing...



"Harry?" I got in my feet speedily still a bit numb. Before I could say anything else he headed towards me kissing me furiously catching me completely by surprise.
I wanted to speak but I couldn't force myself to push him away, it was too good.
He held my face with both hands, pushing his tongue to my mouth allowing me to feel his delicious taste as our tongues danced together fighting for dominance.
I grabbed his hips pushing him closer to me, eager for more. He smirked against my lips pleased by my act.
After a few minutes he broke the kiss resting his forehead against mine both panting heavily.

"Your hurt me." He whispered, eyes still closed.

"I was scared." I defended myself. "I still am." I admitted.

"I'm here." He held my face tighter looking deep into my eyes. "So stop fighting me."

"I try but..."

"I know you have some story you don't want to tell me... Someone that really hurt you in the past. But whoever it is, I'm not that person."

"I know." I sighed looking down only for him to push my chin up again.

"Then let me show how much I care for you." His eyes pleaded with mine. I was not sure if I could form any word in my head because of how close he was and what he just said so I merely nodded pressing my mouth to his one more time.

Notes

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