Jealous ✔ [Completed]

22.

*Niall's PoV*

I scoff as i see harry continuesly texting and calling me...

Im not going to reply.
Who dose he think he is...

I order my 5th beer and take a look around the irish bar.

It's nice to be around outside hotelrooms and planes. Being around people who don't really recognize you.

"I have been trying to contact you every way possible. And your here... Enjoying your beer without Me" i heard a Deep voice from behind me... I shut my eyes in annoyance..

I knew who that voice belonged to..

"You were the first one to ignore my text. Anyway, the fuck are you doing here?" i ask.

"whats crawled up your ass and died Niall. I am here to talk. Obviously"

I roll my eyes.

"What do you wanna talk about". I said not looking at him. Right now my beer is more interesting to look at.
I know if i look at him, i won't be able to answer him or anything and have thoughts that I shouldn't have.

"Are you mad at me kitten?" harry pouted.

Oh god, no no no

"harry, F-fuckin stop. Stop it, please"

"Stop what?"

I look at him. And thats it I lost it.

I empty my glass which was half filled with beer. And hold Harry's wrist and dragged him towards my hotel room.

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*Smirks*