Falling For Love...
I'm Out. I'm Just Out.
CHAPTER 30 {Katie's POV}
The bright lights surrounding us were turned out and I felt two different pairs of strong arms around me as they pulled me off stage. In the shadows I could see the same was happening to each of the other boys. I heard Harry shouting and swearing as he was pulled away. As I passed the backstage area I could hear the Modest! Representatives getting frustrated and hurrying things along. The cries of the confused crowd were beginning to fade and I found myself being dragged towards my dressing room. The door slammed as the guards that had carried me departed and I was left there alone. My phone was lying on the coffee table in the middle of the room, repeatedly buzzing as text after text streamed through. Ignoring it, I sat down in the corner of the plush, red, leather couch. I brought my knees up to my chest and hugged them closely then slowly closed my eyes in an attempt to block out my encompassing thoughts. Part of me wanted to scream and throw things around but the other part just wanted to sit and be alone for the rest of my life. I could still hear Harry shouting in the next room over and I could have sworn I heard something hit the wall. The only thing I could hear over the shouts was the sound of my own tears. I couldn't take it anymore. Banging three times against the wall I screamed between sobs "STOP IT! JUST S-STOP IT! Please! I C-CAN'T T-TAKE MUCH M-MORE OF THIS!"
There was a silence on the otherside...
The boys door was slammed and the shouting was moved out into the hallway. I could only just make out what Harry was saying.
"LET ME GO! LET ME THROUGH! I HAVE TO BE WITH HER! LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE! GET OFF OF ME! SHE NEEDS ME!"
My door erupted open and an extremely distressed Harry burst through. He saw me sitting on the couch curled up in the corner and immediately made his way over. I felt the red leather sink beneath his weight as he sat down. He pulled me into his lap and cuddled me from behind with his head in the crook of my neck. My eyes remained closed and we sat there in silence. We only had each others warmth for comfort but it was all we needed. As we rocked back and forth I wondered what was next. Would everything go back to normal? Or would Harry never talk to Niall again? What about all the publicity this would get?
The steady rhythm of our rocking calmed me. I finally opened my eyes, only to notice the door was slightly ajar. On the other side I could see a shadow standing nearby. I squeezed my eyes tight, hoping that I was just seeing things and when I opened them again I was relieved to see that the shadow was no longer there. I raised my head to look around which was difficult considering Harry's face was still buried in my neck. I jumped as those notorious blue eyes and blond hair came into view.
The shadow outside the door wasn't gone... it had come in...
Harry, feeling my sudden movement, murmured "Shh, Babe, It's alright..." but then he sensed my unease and asked me what was wrong. I couldn't talk. Niall was just standing there watching us smugly. I flashed him a dark, evil look which he reciprocated mockingly. He was moving closer and closer to us by the second.
"Harry..." I said, watching Niall freeze as he thought I would give his position away.
He slowly started walking backwards, trying to get out before I could let Harry know he was in the room. Unfortunately for him he didn't realise that I wasn't really going to say anything... and that the coffee table was right behind him...
I looked back up again just in time to see him fall over it backwards, knocking a plate of muffins and assorted fruits flying. I felt bad for laughing but it was such a funny thing to watch. That was, until Harry noticed... He stood, pushing me out of his lap and glaring at Niall. I always heard Harry was the most frightening out of all the boys when he was mad... Y'know, all about how he has the worst temper out of the five... But I thought I'd seen him at his worst already...
He picked Niall up by the collar and stared directly at him. Niall's eyes stared back, dark and angry.
"Get. Out." Harry said through clenched teeth. I watched as Harry's breathing became shallow. Niall didn't move a muscle. "I said... GET OUT".
Niall stood straight, gave me one final look and smiled with a look of resignation on his face before he walked to the doorway, shrugged, and shut the door behind him.
"I don't know if..." I started
"I don't know if WHAT?" Harry asked, not turning to look at me until the final word.
"I just... I don't know if we're dealing with this the right way... I don't know if that was the right thing to do..."
His face softened when he noticed my concern.
"Of course it was. Everthing will be fine... Niall's a strong guy. He takes it all the time..."
Yeah, Well that was just the problem wasn't it? That was the unfairness in the situation. He takes it all the time... and he just sucks it up and forgets about it. That was who he was right? Niall the lonely loser. I bet that's what he thinks too...
Harry joined me on the couch again and I smiled.
"I love you," He whispered from behind
I smiled even wider.
"I love you too Harry,"
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Harry and I went straight back to the house. We were trying to avoid people as much as possible. No doubt this had already spread right across the internet.
When we arrived at the door I reached out to turn the handle to open it but then felt it move beneath my hand. I jumped back just in time for it to swing open and reveal Niall standing in the doorway.
His face was streaked and pale.
There was a large wheely-bag by his side and his guitar was in its case.
I knew what was coming next...
"I'm out. I'm just out. I'm out of this stupid conversation. I'm out of this stupid house. I'm out of this stupid country and I'm out of this stupid, god-forsaken, no good, fucking band."
He stormed out, walking straight up to me. We were both at a loss for words. He was one of my best friends and I was one of his. How do two friends say goodbye?
Certainly not like this.
He side-glanced at Harry before kissing me on the cheek and slowly walking off. Harry tightened.
"Just leave it Harry," I said, trying to calm him.
He nodded and walked inside. I turned around to watch Niall leave and as I did he let go of his suitcase and ran back to me.
"I can't leave without..." He started.
He never finished that sentence. He dived in and gently pressed his lips against mine. I could feel him shaking with sobs.
"Don't do this. Don't go." I whispered
"I have to,"
"Please, I'll talk to Harry! We'll sort something out!"
"I've already said it, I'm out, ok? Goodbye. Katie. "
I watched as he walked down the driveway and towards the gate.
Out of my sight.
Out of his friendships.
Out of One Direction.
But most importantly...
Out of my life.
And I knew it was the last I was going to be seeing of him for a long, long time.
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The bright lights surrounding us were turned out and I felt two different pairs of strong arms around me as they pulled me off stage. In the shadows I could see the same was happening to each of the other boys. I heard Harry shouting and swearing as he was pulled away. As I passed the backstage area I could hear the Modest! Representatives getting frustrated and hurrying things along. The cries of the confused crowd were beginning to fade and I found myself being dragged towards my dressing room. The door slammed as the guards that had carried me departed and I was left there alone. My phone was lying on the coffee table in the middle of the room, repeatedly buzzing as text after text streamed through. Ignoring it, I sat down in the corner of the plush, red, leather couch. I brought my knees up to my chest and hugged them closely then slowly closed my eyes in an attempt to block out my encompassing thoughts. Part of me wanted to scream and throw things around but the other part just wanted to sit and be alone for the rest of my life. I could still hear Harry shouting in the next room over and I could have sworn I heard something hit the wall. The only thing I could hear over the shouts was the sound of my own tears. I couldn't take it anymore. Banging three times against the wall I screamed between sobs "STOP IT! JUST S-STOP IT! Please! I C-CAN'T T-TAKE MUCH M-MORE OF THIS!"
There was a silence on the otherside...
The boys door was slammed and the shouting was moved out into the hallway. I could only just make out what Harry was saying.
"LET ME GO! LET ME THROUGH! I HAVE TO BE WITH HER! LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE! GET OFF OF ME! SHE NEEDS ME!"
My door erupted open and an extremely distressed Harry burst through. He saw me sitting on the couch curled up in the corner and immediately made his way over. I felt the red leather sink beneath his weight as he sat down. He pulled me into his lap and cuddled me from behind with his head in the crook of my neck. My eyes remained closed and we sat there in silence. We only had each others warmth for comfort but it was all we needed. As we rocked back and forth I wondered what was next. Would everything go back to normal? Or would Harry never talk to Niall again? What about all the publicity this would get?
The steady rhythm of our rocking calmed me. I finally opened my eyes, only to notice the door was slightly ajar. On the other side I could see a shadow standing nearby. I squeezed my eyes tight, hoping that I was just seeing things and when I opened them again I was relieved to see that the shadow was no longer there. I raised my head to look around which was difficult considering Harry's face was still buried in my neck. I jumped as those notorious blue eyes and blond hair came into view.
The shadow outside the door wasn't gone... it had come in...
Harry, feeling my sudden movement, murmured "Shh, Babe, It's alright..." but then he sensed my unease and asked me what was wrong. I couldn't talk. Niall was just standing there watching us smugly. I flashed him a dark, evil look which he reciprocated mockingly. He was moving closer and closer to us by the second.
"Harry..." I said, watching Niall freeze as he thought I would give his position away.
He slowly started walking backwards, trying to get out before I could let Harry know he was in the room. Unfortunately for him he didn't realise that I wasn't really going to say anything... and that the coffee table was right behind him...
I looked back up again just in time to see him fall over it backwards, knocking a plate of muffins and assorted fruits flying. I felt bad for laughing but it was such a funny thing to watch. That was, until Harry noticed... He stood, pushing me out of his lap and glaring at Niall. I always heard Harry was the most frightening out of all the boys when he was mad... Y'know, all about how he has the worst temper out of the five... But I thought I'd seen him at his worst already...
He picked Niall up by the collar and stared directly at him. Niall's eyes stared back, dark and angry.
"Get. Out." Harry said through clenched teeth. I watched as Harry's breathing became shallow. Niall didn't move a muscle. "I said... GET OUT".
Niall stood straight, gave me one final look and smiled with a look of resignation on his face before he walked to the doorway, shrugged, and shut the door behind him.
"I don't know if..." I started
"I don't know if WHAT?" Harry asked, not turning to look at me until the final word.
"I just... I don't know if we're dealing with this the right way... I don't know if that was the right thing to do..."
His face softened when he noticed my concern.
"Of course it was. Everthing will be fine... Niall's a strong guy. He takes it all the time..."
Yeah, Well that was just the problem wasn't it? That was the unfairness in the situation. He takes it all the time... and he just sucks it up and forgets about it. That was who he was right? Niall the lonely loser. I bet that's what he thinks too...
Harry joined me on the couch again and I smiled.
"I love you," He whispered from behind
I smiled even wider.
"I love you too Harry,"
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Harry and I went straight back to the house. We were trying to avoid people as much as possible. No doubt this had already spread right across the internet.
When we arrived at the door I reached out to turn the handle to open it but then felt it move beneath my hand. I jumped back just in time for it to swing open and reveal Niall standing in the doorway.
His face was streaked and pale.
There was a large wheely-bag by his side and his guitar was in its case.
I knew what was coming next...
"I'm out. I'm just out. I'm out of this stupid conversation. I'm out of this stupid house. I'm out of this stupid country and I'm out of this stupid, god-forsaken, no good, fucking band."
He stormed out, walking straight up to me. We were both at a loss for words. He was one of my best friends and I was one of his. How do two friends say goodbye?
Certainly not like this.
He side-glanced at Harry before kissing me on the cheek and slowly walking off. Harry tightened.
"Just leave it Harry," I said, trying to calm him.
He nodded and walked inside. I turned around to watch Niall leave and as I did he let go of his suitcase and ran back to me.
"I can't leave without..." He started.
He never finished that sentence. He dived in and gently pressed his lips against mine. I could feel him shaking with sobs.
"Don't do this. Don't go." I whispered
"I have to,"
"Please, I'll talk to Harry! We'll sort something out!"
"I've already said it, I'm out, ok? Goodbye. Katie. "
I watched as he walked down the driveway and towards the gate.
Out of my sight.
Out of his friendships.
Out of One Direction.
But most importantly...
Out of my life.
And I knew it was the last I was going to be seeing of him for a long, long time.
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Notes
UPDATE! I am actually the most awful person in the world...I bet you're all so confused right now... "But... But... Niall and Katie are supposed to get married and have 28 kids and a pony!"
Yeah yeah... Calm yo horses! (Or ponies... Whatever)
Just.
Wait.
It's funny, cause this is where I was gonna finish this book. I was gonna start the sequel here... But I changed my mind... NO SEQUEL. A SINGLE BOOK. MY BOOK IS A LONER JUST LIKE ME! And Niall... (Please don't shoot me)
it's like 10:30PM...
Ew. I just tried to hold in a sneeze. My throat hurts.
Wat
K byeeeee!
Xx
Omg love it keep updating ....
10/29/14