He Makes You Insecure, (Harry, Part 2/2):
You run up the stairs as fast as you can. Heading straight into the bathroom and running a shower. While the shower heats up you sit on the toilet lid and listen to the faint voices downstairs. "Bit low mate." You recognize Louis' voice.
Then Zayn chips in, "I'm going to go now, let you sort that out." They all mumble goodbyes and you hear the door open then close. As soon as you hear the door shut again you step into the shower. Sighing while the hot water washes all your thoughts away. You spend about half an hour in the shower. Just standing there. Doing nothing.
But you get hot so you turn the handle off and the water shuts off. You step out of the shower get dry and then get changed. As soon as you open the door you're greeted by Harry. His eyes look red; he's been crying you can tell.
"(Y/N), I'm-"
You push past him and try and get to your makeup drawer.
"So are you not going to listen to me?" He says as you get out your mascara. You ignore him. "(Y/N), if it's an apology you want then I've tried."
"But you're going to say anything to make me forgive you, then you'll probably say something like that again in front of the boys. Embarrass me again. Then we'll have the same problem again won't we?"
He looks at you through the mirror, "no, because I was a complete fool. I said something I said I never would. I act like a totally different person when I'm around the boys, you don't like that I know you don't." He pauses for a minute, "I don't like it."
You turn around to look at him, your eyes lock with one another's immediately.
"I don't." you whisper. Agreeing with him that you hate it when he acts different.
He walks towards to you and wraps his arms round you, "you have no idea how sorry I am." His voice shaking and tears silently slipping out of his eyes.
You can tell that he's crying and you tilt his head so his eyes are looking directly into yours, "please don't cry Harry. I forgive you, just please, don't do it again." You smile and wipe his tears away with your thumb.
"Promise?" You ask.
He takes his pinky finger in yours and kisses it.
"I. Promise."