Fake (N.S)

32.

Harry's POV 

I knew that I shouldn't have initiated such a small and useless fight with Niall but I really disliked the thought of him talking to someone who had previously been kissing him. At the end of the day, Niall was my boyfriend. I was the one that was dating him and I hated the mere thought of him talking to someone that wasn't me.

I knew that I sounded way too possessive and maybe I should just step back and let Niall live his life but admittedly I was worried. I knew from experience that it was almost impossible to get over someone like Niall. There was no way that someone could change their mind about having feelings for him. 

Niall was probably my favourite person in the world. Not just because I'm his boyfriend, but because he was simply just an incredible person. He was so loving, and although sometimes seemed to be cold and uncaring, he really was the opposite of that. He was someone that you never wanted out of your life. 

Not to mention how physically attractive Niall was. And if he were speaking to someone who clearly possessed feelings for him, feelings that may very well still be present, I couldn't help but feel like something would happen.

Not that I was suggesting anything about Niall. I trusted him, I swear that I did. He had given me no reason to doubt him but I didn't trust his ex boyfriend. He was so perfect, he treated Niall like royalty and didn't once unnecessarily get under Niall's skin, almost the complete opposite of me. 

It didn't take a genius to realise that Zach was probably what Niall needed. No way was I a good option for him and although I knew that Niall wanted to be with me, sometimes I couldn't help but feel like it wouldn't be enough. 

That just made me hate Zach even more. This was the same person who seemed to hold Niall in front of me as if to tease me for getting Niall first.

So was it really a bad thing that I was sceptical?

I knew that Niall was fairly confident that Zach wasn't a bad guy whatsoever and that his feelings for Niall disappeared after they had broken up but I hadn't seen it for myself. How was I supposed to believe it if I never saw it for myself?

Though I should have known better than to even try with Niall, knowing perfectly well that he was too stubborn to listen to anyone. I knew that I should have just stayed quiet when I found out he was talking to Zach.

It seemed as if the only time that Niall would listen to me was when he was drunk. And I hated the fact that I didn't care if that were the case. I didn't want to change a thing about Niall, no matter how many times he got mad at me for something stupid.

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I sighed gently, sitting down on one of the vacant park benches and allowing the chilly evening wind to softly hit my face.

My phone was still absolutely silent. Niall was still refusing to give me a second of his time, which didn't particularly worry me since I was perfectly familiar with the length of Niall's grudges.

Though I sometimes wished he wasn't so stubborn.

"Something wrong?" I heard a feminine voice ask, feeling someone sit on the bench. I turned to see a curvy brunette teenage girl with bright eyes.  

"I'm Jesy,' she introduced. 

"Harry," I replied.