Was Harry happy? No the fuck he wasn't.
He had broken up with Sierra and they managed to talk through their problems and make an arrangement for their child. They both would be there as much as they want. And Sierra would stay in London, so Harry can run his business and see his child. That made Harry happy. But the fact that he got a letter from judges office saying that his and Niall's marriage was finally divorced, made his blood boil.
"We still had few months until the court hearing." Harry screamed into judges face as he tried to calm down from all the anger and running that he just did.
"Well, Mr. Horan called me and gave me some good evidence for breaking up your marriage. It was stupid of me to think that you might actually enjoy being married and understand that commuting to marriage is important." Judge said while ignoring Harry and doing his paperwork.
"Niall did what?" Harry felt light headed. His body was shaking and his head started to pound like crazy.
"He called me and played me a conversation between you and Mr. Tomlinson in which you clearly said that you are using Mr. Horan and you are planing to stay with your real fiancé and your unborn child. So the marriage is over. You won. You may leave my office now." Judge smiled sadly and continued his work while Harry slowly walked out of the office.
He felt his soul leave his body. He never had a conversation like that with that scheming bastard. How can that be true?
That night Harry got way to drunk. He left way to many messages on Niall's phone; he even called that fucker Tomlinson and accused him of doing all of this. While deep down he was afraid that Niall really didn't care about him and he was ready to do anything just to get divorced.
Harry called Liam and Liam rushed to his best friends side like he had alway done. He always rushed to Harry when he needed, because he was a friend like that. He might not be there all the time, but if Harry needs him, he will always be there.
As Liam rushed to Harry's lavish mansion he noticed scattered glass and broken things as well as empty bottles of alcohol laying on the floor.
"Harry!?" Liam screamed as he tried to avoid the broken glasses. He looked through every room until he found him in his dad's office; in his chair. Sipping on a dark liquid from an expensive crystal glass.
"That fucker said that contracts will help me." Harry chuckled darkly. "They only ruined all my fucking life!"
Harry threw the expensive crystal glass against the fireplace in the far corner of the room; it scattered everywhere and Liam winced as he tried to come closer to his friend with easy steps.
"Hey, buddy! Do you want to talk?" Liam asked Harry as he sat in the chair in front of Harry.
"No! No, I don't want to talk." Harry choked a sob; he looked at Liam and his friend could see how broken Harry was; he has never been so hopeless and Liam knew it from one look.
So he got up from his chair and walked to Harry; he pulled him up and hugged him and let him cry; cry as much as he needs; as much as he wants.
"I want him back. I don't want anything else, but to go to sleep with him in my arms. And I can't do that. I lost him and it's all that fuckers fault." Harry cried in Liam's arms; his heart aching for the love that he has lost; the love that he would never get over.
"Who's fault?" Liam asked timidly; afraid to anger his friend.
"Tomlinson. He recorder our conversation and somehow made it different so it sounds like I hate Niall or something." Harry hugged Liam closer and let his tears fall over his cheeks.
At the same time in another country, Niall re-listened the tape; his body shaking in pain and tears streaming down his cheeks. He couldn't believe that Harry had been playing him. He only loved Sierra, he never cared about him, he only acted, so they defiantly get a divorce. And now he has it and he can raise his baby with his stupid fiancé.
Fiancé? Niall looked on his ring finger where there still was a ring that Harry put on his finger. How could he look me in the eyes and do all the things that he did to me.
"Babe, are you ready? Your parents will be over soon, they have missed you!" Louis cheerful voice echoed through the doors as Niall felt resentment form in his body: he knew that he needed to hate on Harry, but he felt hate towards Louis. Niall would have been happier if he never found out what Harry really thinks about him, but it's not like Louis cared about that; he only cared about himself.
"Yeah. Just a second." Niall murmured and went into the bathroom to wash his face. He really didn't want to stay with Louis, but he was so broken and he didn't want to stay alone; but he also didn't want to stay with Louis. He was fucked.
So he did what he can and washed up; plastered a fake smile and went downstairs where he heard his mother's cheerful chatter with Louis while his dads voice was not present. But when he walked around the corner he saw his dad rolling his eyes at Louis; Bobby never liked him.
"Niall, son! Finally? Haven't seen you in almost half a year!" Bobby smiled and engulfed his son in a hug; he felt the tension in his shoulders and how he radiated sadness; but he wouldn't ask about it now.
"Hey, dad! Ma!" Niall said with a. Fake smile and got out of his dad's arms to go and hug his mum; who didn't let him go for few seconds; but when she did, then Louis wrapped his hand around Niall's waist; without giving him a chance to get away; his finger digging into Niall's side.
"You look so thin, did you eat in London?" Maura said in a hurry and half of her body was already in the kitchen; cooking up some of Niall's favourite foods.
"Why don't you go and help her, Louis." Bobby asked Louis in a stern voice; seeing his fingers digging into his sons side; not liking it one bit.
"I think that she would call me if there would be a need in helping her." Louis said with a bit of annoyance in his voice.
"And I think that you should go and help her, now." Bobby didn't have to yell; never. If he said anything in his angry voice; it was enough to make shivers run down anybody's body.
"Fine. I love you, Ni." Louis said with a big smile when he turned towards Niall and his smile grew even faker when Niall didn't answer and he had to push his fingers deeper into Niall's side.
"I-I love you." Niall wanted to cry; but he felt that Louis has changed and if he would cry; there would be consequences.
Bobby watched as Louis mistreated his son and he wanted to punch him; but he managed to calm down enough so he could go up to his son when he was alone.
"Let's go for a small walk, shall we?" Bobby asked Niall and his son looked at him with his big lost eyes.
Niall bowed his head yes and both of them slid out the house quietly; noticed by nobody.
"Has that Tomlinson kid been mistreating you, Niall?" Bobby asked in a dominant voice; he was a Alfa man and he would never let anybody hurt his child; no matter the age of a child.
"It's complicated dad." Niall said in a whisper; he was afraid to leave Louis; he didn't want to be a lone and he didn't know what he would do.
"Well then un-complicate it for me, please." Bobby laughed sadly. He knew his son and he never was so quite and shy.
Niall took a deep breath and looked at his dad.
"Then let's go to a pub; it's a long story." Niall smiled sadly and led his dad to a small bar where they drank some beer and Niall told him everything.
He told him about Vegas and finding out that he is married. He told him how he met his "husband" and what a jerk he was and also how gentle he could be and how much Niall loved him. But he also told his dad about how Harry broke his heart and how protective and lunatic Louis is now.
"And I am afraid to leave him. I am afraid to be alone and never finding anybody." Niall downed his beer and looked at his dad with sad eyes.
"But what about that Harry fella? I feel like somethings not clean here. It sounded like he really loves you." Bobby took new glasses of beer from waiter and looked at Niall with a questioning gaze.
"He played me. He just wanted to show everybody that he tried for this stupid thing, because he didn't like to loose and disobey rules." Niall felt his chest tighten, because he also thought that Harry loves him, but everybody makes mistakes.
"Maybe things sometimes are different than they seem. Call him." Bobby took Niall's phone and tried to unblock it.
"No, dad! He probably doesn't want to talk to me. He hasn't even called me." Niall said sadly.
"Open!" Bobby gave Niall his phone back and waited for him to unlock it, before he scrolled through the contacts. "Maybe he isn't calling you, because you blocked him?"
"No the fuck I didn't!" Niall basically screamed as he snatched his phone back and started at his phone in shock.
"I think that maybe you should overthink what Louis is telling you and not trust a voice recording." Bobby finished his drink and put his jacket on and waited for Niall to do the same; before Niall sprinted back home.