Hired For Harry

Page’s POV

“STOP!” I screamed. “PLEASE STOP! YOU’RE HURTING HIM!”

Niall froze on the spot, his dark blue eyes returning to their original color.

I rushed to Harry’s side, pushing Niall out of the way.

“Move.” I told him but he wouldn’t budge.

“Page, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean it-“

“Just stop, alright?! I hate you! Just – just leave me the fuck alone!” I yelled, shaking my head at him as more tears spilled out of my eyes.

“Danielle can you get me an ice pack and bandages?!” I called before turning my attention back to Harry.

I cradled his limp body in my arms.

I can’t believe that Niall just beat the shit out of Harry.

They’re bandmates! They’re like brothers!

I stroked Harry’s cheek soothingly with my thumb, occasionally mumbling a quiet “It’s going to be okay” in his ear.

“Why didn’t you fight back?” I mumbled to him, tracing a nasty scar that Niall had made.

“I couldn’t do it, Page. I-I deserved it anyways, I shouldn’t have hurt you the way I did.” His voice came out strained and scratchy.

I swallowed the lump in my throat.

“No-“ I shook my head otherwise but he continued.

“I think we all saw that coming sooner or later.” He smiled, a crooked smile.

He actually smiled and I couldn’t help but laugh, holding him in my arms as I cried and laughed at the same time like a crazy person.

“I hate to interrupt but here’s the um ice pack and bandages.” Danielle laughed sheepishly.

“Thank you.” I smiled politely as I took it from her hands.

“Page, can I talk to you for a moment?” Niall asked after I had bandaged Harry up.

I hesitated before nodding slowly.

I pecked Harry’s cheek before leaving the room with Niall trailing behind.

He shut the door behind us and I sucked in a breath.

“I-I’m so sorry page. For leaving you, for fighting Harry, for everything.” He mumbled, running a hand through his hair, his eyes glossy with tears.

“Niall, why don’t you want Harry and me together? Why can’t you just accept the fact that we actually love each other?” I questioned.

He covered his face with his hands and I realized that he was crying.

Against my better judgment, I hooked my arm around his shoulders comfortingly.

When he uncovered his face, his cheeks and eyes were red and he was trembling.

“I-I did it because I wanted to protect you.” He mumbled into my shoulder. “And to be completely honest, I was jealous. I felt like Harry had taken my cousin away from me.”

“Niall.” I whimpered. “You’re my family, I’ll love you no matter what.”

“I-I’m so sorry for leaving for you.”

“It’s alright, if you hadn’t, I would have never met Harry or the other guys.”

He wrapped his arms around me and we hugged.

“Let’s go back shall we?” I smiled lightly.

He laughed, linking his arm through mine.

We opened the door to the room, hitting someone in the face.

When we walked inside we realized that everyone had gathered by the door and was listening to our conversation.

“IT WAS HIS IDEA!” Louis and Harry pointed to each other and I rolled my eyes and laughed.

And for once, I felt continent with my life.

The perfect boyfriend, the perfect friends.

Nothing could go wrong.

Or so I thought.

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