Something Good Can Work

It’s finally Friday, but last my class was going by so slow. I tapped my pen against my binder as I watched the clock slowly tick. Niall had gone to the bathroom and hadn’t come back, I only noticed because he was gone for such a long time seeing as how we still aren’t speaking. When the bell finally rang, I gathered my stuff – noticing Niall still hadn’t come back. I packed his stuff up and slung his backpack on my shoulder as I walked out of the class room with each of our bags, I couldn’t leave his shit there. I’d just set it outside his door.
As I neared my locker I noticed a crowd, kids yelling fight, and acting all rowdy. I was about to just skip my locker when I heard a familiar voice. “DON’T EVER FUCKING TALK TO HER AGAIN” Harry yelled. I gasped and turned quickly on my heel rushing back and into the crowd. I pushed through to the front and paused. Niall was on the ground, his face was bloody and his shirt was being held in a clinched fist by Harry. Harry's face was red and his hand was bloody. Oh my god. I looked up and Saw Louis standing there, not doing anything.
“Harry! Stop!” I yelled as I grabbed his arm, only to be swung back by his reflex, luckily Louis grabbed me before I could hit the ground. Harry finally took his eyes off of Niall and looked back to me. His lips were covered in spit and he looked like he’d been to hell and back. I shook my head as I stepped forward and dropped to my knees, taking Niall’s head into my lap. He was breathing heavy and I could tell he was fighting back tears.
“Summer, I-“ Harry began, but I cut him off.
“Just go Harry, please before you get in trouble.” I said, keeping my eyes on Niall. I waited for Harry and Louis to leave and I helped Niall up, looking at his face – his eye was already swollen.
“Do you want to go to the hospital Niall?” I asked as I helped him out of the building. He shook his head, but didn’t say a word. That was the most excruciating trip home. We walked until we got to the bus and then had to walk a little bit more to our houses. It wasn’t a long distance – but seeing Niall limp and grunt in pain was hard to watch.
“Are you sure? I’m so sorry he did this Niall…” I said, offering to take him to see a doctor once again.
“No, Summer I deserved it. I should have never spoken to you like that, I’m sorry. I was just so jealous…” He defended himself, I felt a sting in my eyes. “It’s in the past, let’s leave it there okay?” I offered, he nodded and looked at me for a moment before turning and walking into his house. I waited for him to go before I turned around and marched home, my cheeks burning red as I thought of all the things I had to say to Louis. When I got there I saw Harry’s car was there, but Gran’s was not. Good.
I walked into the door, not worrying about slamming it because I could see my grandpa was gone with her. Once I got up the stairs I threw the door to Louis’ room open and glared at him and bonus points because Harry was there too.
“What the fuck is your problem Harry?! You can’t just go around fighting people! That’s absolutely barbaric and Louis how dare you betray me! You promised you wouldn’t speak of that!” My voice was shrill, I was pissed. I was hurt. I was also a little confused, this is a side of Harry I’d ever seen before. He stood up and looked at me, placing his hands on my shoulders and looking into my eyes.
“Summer, he wanted to hurt you. He was cruel and you didn’t tell me, why would you keep that from me?” He asked, his voice was calm, very different from mine.
“You can’t turn this around on me Harry, maybe I didn’t tell you because I knew you’d react like this and Niall has had a hard time and it’s not his fault he got a little upset with me, we all say things we regret!” I answered, shoving his hands from my shoulders and turning my glare to Louis. “Look what you did. Are you fucking happy?” I crossed my arms under my chest as I shook my head at the two of them.
“Why are you always defending Niall, Summer?!” Harry raised his voice and caused me to jump slightly, Louis was still sitting there like a mouse in a corner. His eyes on the floor.
I began to speak, but was cut short by Harry’s booming voice. “Why didn’t you just choose him if he’s who you’re going to spend your time defending? Huh?? Why would you even string me along, maybe it is what you do. What ever Summer, be happy with Niall.” Harry shoved past me and out of Louis’ door. I stood there momentarily, blinking slowly as my jaw hung loosely. What had just happened? I turned and rushed out and down the stairs, opening the door to see Harry almost to his car.
“Are you kidding me!? You beat your friend to a pulp and it’s my fault! Because I didn’t want to hurt anyone else?!” I defended myself, I felt so hurt. I felt my heart breaking. I wanted to cry, but I couldn’t – not now, I had to hold my ground.
“Like I said Summer, You’re so worried about Niall. Give him all of you, I don’t care anymore.” He slammed the door to his car before I could even reply and was driving off as I began to walk toward the car. I watched him drive away, pulling a little bit of my hope with him and leaving me feeling empty and more alone than ever. I turned and walked into the living room, my eyes blinking slowly as I fought back tears. On top of all of this I have an essay due and I haven’t even started. Fuck this life.
“Summer…” Louis said meekly as he poked his head into my room.
“Go away” I say, throwing a pillow at the door and turning on my side. Still haven’t started that essay, it’s almost 8pm.
“Listen, it slipped I’m sorry I told Lucy about it and she told Ali and it came back to Harry and I’m so so sorry Sum.” He walked into my room, god I wanted to be mad at him. I wanted to push him out of my room and lock the door and cry. I wanted to be stronger than this.
“I think I lost him” I finally sighed, not fighting back the tears any longer. Lou rushed to the bed and wrapped his arms around me, hugging me tightly as if he’d never see me again.
“You didn’t, just let him cool off. He’s manic right now, let him breathe…” Louis’ voice was soothing, he was rubbing my hair as he spoke, like the best big brother I could have ever wanted. I know he knew he had fucked up though because he was being extra nice to me. “I am so sleepy…” I said, looking up at him.
“Get some sleep.” He said, looking down at me.
“I have a paper to write…” I pouted.
“I can take care of it, just point me in the right direction.” Louis said with a grin.
“Seriously? You are offering to write my paper?” I questioned.
“No, I am going to get Ali to write it. She owes me one.” Louis said with a sad smile.
“Okay…” I agreed hesitantly.
Going to sleep meant waking up tomorrow and not having Harry.
Harry.
He was gone.

Notes

A little drama to spice it up.
Lots planned :D
Thanks for reading everyone, I appreicate it so much :D