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To Fall So Deep

His Mistake

What began as a fun night for Harry, turned into the babysitters club. The entire night Nina stayed close to Robbie, who kept wanting to hold her. With each alcoholic beverage that both Robbie and Nina gulped down, was another bottle of water Harry drank to sober up. But for every smile, every hug, every cute moment they had together, was another shot of alcohol that Harry took. From a distance, he kept his eye on Nina. Even though Harry tried to convince himself that watching Nina was for her own safety, he knew deep down that it wasn't the only reason.

Damn, she's beautiful, he thought.

Robbie and Nina sat incredibly close to one another on the couch. He kept whispering things into her ear that would make her laugh. It was a genuine laughter, and it made Harry cringe with jealousy. Though he didn't want to admit it, he wished he were the one to make her laugh like that. Suddenly, Nina stood up from the couch. This grabbed Harry's attention, and he became more aware of things.

"Baby, are you okay? You've been quiet lately," Jezabelle mentioned. She blocked the view between Harry and Nina.

"Yea, that's great," Harry absent-mindlessly said. He pushed Jezabelle to the side, who gasped at his action.

Robbie, who still was sitting on the couch, pulled Nina's arm, gesturing for her to bend down a little. He kissed Nina on the cheek. She looked down shyly, and softly smiled. Nina turned away and walked out back towards the main foyer. In a haste, Harry followed her through the crowd. Though dizzy, and with a blurred vision, he kept his eyes on Nina, not wanting to lose sight of her.

"Harry, my bestest mate in the entire beautiful, happy world!" Zayn threw his arms in the air in happiness. Harry didn't respond to his drunk friend, but patted him on the back instead. The people around Zayn laughed and threw him another beer.

Nina walked up the stairs, and Harry followed behind. She turned into an empty hallway, signs taped onto the wall pointing towards one of the many bathrooms in the mansion. Nina pushed open the door, and as she did, Harry shoved her inside the bathroom. He closed the door behind them, locked it, and turned on the lights.

"What the hell are you doing Styles?" Nina shouted.

"Me? What the fuck are you doing Dela Vera?" Harry yelled back.

"Leave! I have to pee!" Nina angrily demanded, pointing at the door behind Harry.

"Not until you do one thing for me," Harry negotiated, stepping towards Nina. She could smell the alcohol on him.

"You're drunk!" Nina groaned, crossing her arms across her chest.

Damn, she was really sexy when she got mad, Harry thought. "I told you to stay away from Robbie."

"You are not my dad, you are not my mom, and Harry, you certainly are not my boyfriend, so therefore I don't think you have the right to tell me what to do,"

"He's going to hurt you Nina. Stay away from him,"

"Why do you care if I get hurt or not?"

"Because…" Harry began. What was he going to say? That he was jealous, and kinda-sorta had a crush on her?

"Because, why?" Nina was definitely heated. She tapped her foot in frustration, raising an eyebrow.

"Because, because you're dressed like a slut!" Harry blurted out.

Smooth Styles, real smooth.

Nina's eyes widened with great intensity. Her jaw dropped, "you care about my well being because I'm dressed like a slut? You're stupid you know that Harry?"

"Am I stupid Nina? Am I? Because you don't see me prancing around in a skimpy outfit, throwing myself all over boys," Harry bellowed. "You're going to give them the wrong impression, and they're going to take advantage of you."

"If anyone's taking advantage of me, it's you! You're the one who's holding me hostage in a bathroom," Nina expressed. "Let me the fuck out!"

Nina tried to shove Harry away from the door, but he wouldn't budge. He was far too heavy for her thin, feeble arms. He grabbed her by the shoulders, and looked pleadingly into her eyes, "please Nina. You don't have to go home, but please don't be with Robbie. He's bad news."

"The only bad news I see here, is you Harry," Nina affirmed, a callous infliction in her voice. The color drained from Harry's face. His stomach dropped, and for a second it seemed like his heart stopped beating.

"You know what? Fine, be stubborn," Harry didn't know how to handle this type of hurt, and reacted in the only way he knew how: anger. "I hope you and Robbie have a great life together! The player and the skank. You guys are truly meant for each other."

Suddenly, tears welled up in Nina's eyes, glossing them over with hurt and anger. She bit her bottom lip and turned away as a solitary tear dribbled down her cheek. She wiped it away, but when more tears began to fall, she turned her body completely away from Harry. Though her back was faced away from him, Harry could see her silently crying through the mirror.

I fucked up, Harry thought.

"Nina, it slipped out. I didn't mean any of it," Harry whispered. He stood right behind Nina, and wrapped his arms around her. He nuzzled his head right by her's, his lips by her ear, "I'm sorry, sweetheart. I'm sorry. I fucked up."

"Go away, please," Nina said, barely audible. She pulled away from Harry's embrace, never turning once to look at him. He felt the pit in his stomach grow with every tear Nina dropped, and he wanted so bad to make her feel better.

"Baby, I'm sorry," Harry insisted, putting a hand on her shoulder. Nina shrugged it off,

"I'm not your baby."

But let me try to be, he thought.

Harry decided to give Nina some alone time, and would try to talk to her later. He unlocked the door, and stepped out, closing it behind him. The second the door closed, was the second Nina bursted through the silent tears, and into full out crying. Harry had his back against the door, just listening to Nina sob. His heart dropped, and he had to fight every urge in his body to not go back into the bathroom and hold her in his arms. He just wanted to comfort her, to make her smile and laugh. Harry hated himself at that moment. Robbie was able to make Nina smile-- a beautiful and true smile, while Harry could only make her cry.

With a sigh, and his head hung low, Harry proceeded back down to the party. He noticed his friends, who were clearly drunk, and Harry was surprised that they weren't passed out yet. Louis and Liam were waltzing to the strumming of Niall's guitar, as he sang a Katy Perry song. Zayn, out of nowhere, had on a long, black, curly wig on his head.

"Look mate," Zayn began, taking Harry's hand and forcing him to touch the wig, "now I have majestic hair like Nina's."

Harry's stomach churned. Even the sound of Nina's name made him feel like a dick for making her cry. It was a circus in here. Lots of smiles, laughter, and no drama. But only a few yards away, upstairs in a corner bathroom, was Nina, missing out on all the fun because of Harry. The guilty thought lingered in his mind. If he hadn't followed her-- strike-- if he hadn't drank so much, his head wouldn't have been in such a bad place to slut shame her because of the clothes she was wearing. She looked beautiful that night, and Harry should've told her that instead.

"Harry, drinky drink a beer with us," Liam smiled, shaking a can of Shocktop in his face. Harry waved his arm,

"No thanks lad. I'm gonna go drink water instead."

"Water doesn't have alcohol," Louis pointed out.

"Thank you captain obvious!" Liam saluted Louis. Niall began to sing a made up song about captains and rum. Liam opened up the can of beer he was holding, and when he did a geyser of cold liquid shot out of the opening.

"Do it again!" Louis shouted, clapping his hands like an overly-happy seal.

"Yea… I'm getting water," Harry said, and walked away towards the kitchen. He opened the fridge, and grabbed a bottle of water. This was the only space in the entire house had carried non-alcoholic drinks. All the coolers were hangover deathtraps.

"Babe?" a voice said. Harry turned. It was Jezabelle, who began to pull him into a hug. Harry held back, not hugging her back. "Are you okay? You've been acting weird."

"I'm fine," Harry grumbled, loosening Jezabelle's grip. He took a drink of water, eyeing Robbie. He was still sitting on the couch with Leina and Elissia. They, with a few classmates, were playing a game of Cards Against Humanity.

"Are you jealous of Nina and Robbie's relationship?" Jezabelle angrily questioned. The sound of Nina's name brought him down to Earth.

"What?" Harry said.

"You heard me. Are you jealous? Because you've been staring at them the entire night, and now you're looking at Robbie like you could bash him over the head with Mrs. Horan's prized vase!" Jezabelle expressed.

Harry hesitated.

That was enough to piss off Jezabelle, and with that, she threw her fruity mixed drink into Harry's face. Everyone in the kitchen did a cliche, unison "ohhh" as they saw the scene unfold before them. Jezabelle turned away, grabbing her friend's hand and stomped angrily through the double doors.

Harry stood dripping, and smelling like alcohol. He grabbed a kitchen towel and began to wipe his face and arms with it. And then he noticed. Nina had finally joined the party again, but instead of sitting back down with her friends, she whispered something in Robbie's ear. He stood up, threw his arm around Nina's shoulder, and the two walked away, disappearing from Harry's watchful eye.

Notes

Draaamaaa! Ohtay! I hope you guys liked chapter 16. I really enjoyed writing the argument between Nina and Harry, and the next two chapters are only going to escalate in more intensity-- at least that's what I think haha. Feedback please if any of you all have it. I promise to not dislike you if you have any constructive criticism. I actually welcome it. Also, please rate this story up if you like it, subscribe, and recommend it to your friends!

Thanks again,

-Erica Jaine <3

Comments

OMG ARE YOU FILIPINO TOO?!

Infinite Love Infinite Love
10/12/14

Pleasee continueee!!! Howw cann doo thiss to uss!! Firstt youu kill Gemm!! Then Nialler!!! Andd noww Ninaa?!!! Andd i'vee been thinkingg thatt Harry died too,, i mean, the last sentence makes it seem like itt!!!!! Pleasee gurrlllll PLEEEEASEE postt the epilougeee iff you dont want me to die with thosee three (four in mi opinion) beautiesss!!!!!! Ii lovee the storiii andd argggg i wantt, i mean, i NEED to noww whatt happens!!!! Luvv yaa

Tommo_Be_Like Tommo_Be_Like
8/12/14

@ThatRandomUnicorn Haha nonliteral murder is what my stories are here for! Yass, Jezabelle has major issues that she totally needs to handle. Thank you again for reading and sticking with this story for such a long time! I seriously appreciate it!!

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ericajaine ericajaine
8/6/14

@Ray_Haque THANK YOU UBER MUCH!! <3333

ericajaine ericajaine
8/6/14

Commenting is the least I can do to tell you how much I love and appreciate your story, and it doesn't take too much time to do so, so I figure why not comment? But oh my gosh, I cannot believe that was the last chapter and all that's left is an epilogue. And this chapter just… I think it slightly killed me - more than you already nonliterally have that is - when you killed her off and then with Harry and everything. And freaking Jezabelle… Don't even get me started on how much I want to murder that bitch right now. The chapter is written beautifully nonetheless, and I can't wait for the epilogue. xx