Liam paced around the living room as he awaited for the doorbell to ring. He has never been so nervous in his whole life. He knew that Harry will flip out when he finds out what Liam did. But he had to think about Niall's wellbeing and right now he was bruised and broken. He needed help.
He texted Harry and lied that Niall is sound asleep and everything is fine. He asked Harry over and over again about him staying with Sierra; and Harry sighed while telling that she isn't letting him leave her side even for a wee.
So Liam knew that he has time and Harry won't come here and find out about Liam's wrong doings. He knew that he should have never called that number; he shouldn't even have it; but he did and right now he was desperate.
Doorbell rang and Liam's heart quickened; he ran towards the door and opened it as fast as he could.
"Hey. So where is he?" A bit annoyed voice spoke with Liam; not a care in the world. Nothing has really changed.
"You could sound a bit more happy to be here, you know?" Liam rolled out his eyes and took the luggage of his old time frenemy and started to walk up the stairs.
"He hasn't really done anything here? But he fought for this place so hard." A laugh erupted behind Liam and he, himself, started to regret the help that he had chosen.
"Because it belonged to him; you made Desmond give him that stupid contract. You are a asswhipe, Gemma." Liam opened Gemma's old room and literally threw her luggage inside.
"Hey, be gentle. It has all of my precious belongings." Gemma smirked as she walked to Liam and let her fingers trace down his chest. "Did you miss me so much?"
"Not in particular." Liam pushed her hand off of him and stared her deep in the eyes. "You are the only one who knew about this situation and I don't know what to do."
Gemma rolled her eyes and sat down on her old bed. She used to be salty that Harry got everything; altho she knew that he had worked for it. But now, when she is looking at this place; she is happy to be out of here.
"I guess it's my mistake that I keep sleeping with you, you just bother me with all of Harry's problems." Gemma laid down on her old bed and looked at the ceiling.
"Stop pretending that you don't give a fuck about him. I think that the only reason that you are sleeping with me is for you to actually know how he is doing." Liam sat next to Gemma; and smiled at her with a humour filled smirk.
"You think that you are so clever, Payne!" Gemma laughed and quickly jumped on top of Liam. "Make me a happy girl and then I will talk with my brother-in-law, ok?"
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"Sierra, I know that you are stressed." Harry was putting on his expensive suit; he needed to look like he really is going to a work meeting. "But I have to work. I have to meet up with clients."
Sierra rolled her eyes and huffed like a small child; she put the blanket over her body and shook her head; tears almost spilling down her face; almost.
"You have Adelaide for those things. She is almost as your right hand." Sierra tried; she really tried. "She usually does all the work and that's why she is get 60% as big salary as you are."
Harry knew that something was off with Sierra; she never cared about Harry staying with her; what was so different now? The child isn't born yet; she doesn't have to take care of it; she just have to lay in the bed.
"Here, have my credit card; go nuts and by maternity clothes online." And with that she started to smile as a crazy person and forgot about Harry. Well that was easy.
Harry felt uneasy while he drove to his parents old mansion; it has been two days since he landed back in London; two days of Sierra bossing him around; two days of not hearing from Niall. Liam told Harry that everything is fine; but Harry knew Liam; something was wrong.
As Harry's car turned around the corner and entered the beaten down drive way; he finally took a look at his childhood home. It had lost it's beauty; it was worn out; it needed to be renewed; but Harry always felt as if it was to painful to be here; but being here with Niall felt good; he wanted to stay here with him and maybe make this their home?
Harry patted his jackets inner pocket and smiled; he needs to talk to Niall and make everything clear and when they will go into Mr Malik's on Thursday; he will show Niall how much he means to him.
When Harry opened the front door; he was surprised to hear faint giggling and smell of cookies flooding the air. He burrowed his brows and slowly walked over to the kitchen.
He heard Liam mumbling a joke and Niall agreeing with him; but there was another voice that he heard; one that he wished to never hear.
"And right here; in this exact spot Harry pushed me and I hit the counter; loosing my first milk tooth in the process." Gemma giggled; she was labelled as the black sheep of the family; because she didn't want to follow her dad's footsteps and she was actually used in his plan to make Harry a better business man; did it ruin siblings relationship? Yes it did. Did Desmond care? He most certainly didn't.
"It's sounds to me that he has been a meany all of his life." Niall huffed and it hurt Harry; he never wanted Niall to think even worse of him that he already did; but of course Gemma had to ruin this even more.
"No, Niall. He was just a little rascal." Liam chuckled; thank you, Liam!
"Niall, Harry has never been mean. He was made to grow up fast. Our father always pushed him to be more then a child should be." Gemma sighed; Harry had never heard his sister say a good word about him. "It was my father's world and we were just living it; trying to survive and impress him. Harry is a good person; who has been hurt more then normal person would be in a lifetime."
Harry couldn't believe his ears; did his sister actually have nice things to say to him? After everything? After treating him like shit?
"Look who dragged the cat in?" Harry knew that Gemma is planning something and he was not about to let her fuck with Niall's mind.
"Oh, little brother! How many summers? How many winters?" Gemma smirked and took a drink from her cup.
"Apparently not enough." Harry sighed and ignored Liam while he tried to say hi; he only saw Niall. "I need to speak to you."
"No." Niall said without hesitation. He just wanted this to end faster; he didn't want to hurt anymore.
"Niall; please come here." Harry turned more demanding.
"No. We have a session with Mr Malik soon; we can exchange some words then." This was hard for Niall; he had found some weird feelings for the curly haired lad and he was afraid that if he lets himself fall completely; then it will be the end of him.
"Niall, I am begging of you." Harry had promised himself that he would never cry in front of Gemma; he even have a contract with himself about that; he made it when he was 9. And it seemed that that contract was not broken for 19 years; until today.
"Go on Nialler, he isn't as mean as he makes himself seem." Liam whispered to Niall and basically pushed him out of his seat; with his head hung low he followed Harry; his heartbeat quickening.
As they went out of the kitchen; Harry grabbed Niall's hand and ran upstairs; Niall found it hard to keep up; because his hand was hurting from the cut he got few days ago and he was emotionally empty.
"Sorry for the rush; but I have to show you something before the sun goes down." Harry ran to the attic and when they went inside; it was dusty; but it had few wooden doors that went to small balcony's. Harry took his jacket off of him and draped it around Niall's shoulders as he led him outside the attic and on the small balcony.
"Won't you be cold?" Niall whispered as he shivered once outside.
"I really couldn't care less about myself right now, Niall." Harry chuckled sadly; he meant it; he just needed Niall to be happy.
"Stop being this confusing Harry." Niall shook his head as he rested his bum against the railing of the balcony. "At first it was all about you, you and once again you. And now it's suddenly about somebody else?"
"Not just somebody, but you!" Harry had to tear down the walls that Niall was desperately trying to build around him. "I-I love you."
Niall felt weird to hear those words from Harry again; if you say it more then once it can't be a accidental slip up, right?
"And yet your having a child with somebody else." Niall said sadly and hugged his body closer; inhaling Harry's scent from his jacket.
"And you are engaged and having sex with him also." Harry knew that he shouldn't be like that; but he didn't want to feel like he is the only one that was in the wrong.
"Well that's true. But I was engaged to him before. I feel that you proposed out of anger towards me. But a baby?" Niall shook his head; small tear sliding down his cheek.
"I-I am sorry for proposing to her. But I don't know how she got pregnant. We did do something; but she said that she is using the pill and I used condom as well; four double safety. This is some punishment from god." Harry stepped close to Niall and put his hands on the railing behind Niall; his face coming closer to Niall's; sparks flying between them.
"Will you break my heart, Harry?" Niall whispered quietly.
"No, but I am afraid that you will break mine." Harry closed the gap between them; a slow and soft kiss; no undeniable desire for sex; just love and need for being near each other.
AUTHORS NOTE🌺.
Hello, my Little Love's 💕
I had a small writers block after Narry shared their night together; but I think that I am slowly getting back on the track.
From now on I will start to revel more of Harry's past that will explain why he is so fucked up and why he always needs stupid contracts for things.
Also, I love Gemma, and I am sorry that I have to make her some sort of culprit in this story, but it will be fine!
Let's still be weary about dangers that are coming towards Narry.
Ps. Sorry for the late update, but I am trying to start a small business and I was making an entry video for a financing competition.
Lots of Love - M🥀