Every Heart Breaks The Same

When I Run Out Of Rope

*Authors Note*
= I realised I've been writing from a 3rd persons POV for the first two chapters but from here on out I'll be using first person POV. Hope you're enjoying so far! -J =

Harry's POV

Pulling up to Niall's place I rested my head against the steading wheel, preparing myself to relive the whole night over again to tell him. I instantly felt the tears prick at my eyes again at the thought. No. Keep it together. At least till you get inside. Sighing I grabbed my keys from the ignition and grabbed my bag from the back seat, locking the car and walking up to the front door, not even bothering to knock I unlocked it using my key, all the boys had a copy of a key for each other's place. Just in case. I walked in placing my bag by the door and rounding the corner to the living room.

I'd barely taken to steps in before I felt a weight hit me followed by arms wrapping around me as I was engulfed in the all to familiar scent that was my favourite Irishman. I didn't hesitate to wrap my long arms around the blonde in front of my resting my head on top of his head. Sighing. We stayed like that in complete silence for a few minutes before he took a step back and finally spoke.

"You ok Haz?"

His voice was calm but his face was lined with worry and concern, edged with a hint of fear. I couldn't hold the tears back any longer and just broke down in response.

His hands left my waist as he grabbed my hand and guided me to sit down. He sat next to me rubbing calming shapes on my arms with his gentle fingertips.

"Talk to me, please, I'm scared sick. Tell me what's wrong so we can fix it H."

I looked at my feet and took a deep steadying breath before launching into the whole story.

"Lou...-Louis, was out on a pap walk today, but he called me after it was over saying he had to go talk to Simon. I tried asking him if everything was ok but he just kind of mumbled under his breath and hung up. I knew something was wrong...he didn't say goodbye...he didn't say I love you. He ALWAYS says I love you...always Ni. He came home later and he..."

My voice broke at the end and Niall gave my hand a squeeze.

"Take your time bud, I'm not going anywhere, it's ok."

I gave a small nod before continuing.

"You remember when he and Eleanor 'broke up' a month or so ago?"

He nodded slowly but didn't interrupt.

"Well Simon made him go out for the night to show he was available again or whatever. He was meant to come home but he never did. He told me the next day that he'd just got stupid drunk and passed out at a hotel and I believed him because, why wouldn't I? He's my husband. I trust him. I TRUSTED him. Anyway when he came home today he told me that yes he'd been drunk but that wasn't why he didn't come home, he'd.... he'd been with someone. Like...slept with her...the worst part? He wasn't going to tell me..."

I glanced up at Niall, to see his reaction but also because I needed to breath before saying the next part. Niall's face showed so many emotions. Disgust, shock, pain but mainly, anger, rage. His hand was balled into a fist so tight I thought he'd rip skin.

I sighed glancing away knowing if have to tell him the rest.

"He...only told me because...because she's pregnant. It's his."

The last came out as a barely audible whisper. Just saying it out loud brought fresh wave of tears and sons, ripping through my body. Niall instantly grabbed me into another tight hug.i could feel his hands still in fists pressing against my back.

"He was my forever Ni, my husband. How-how could he?"

"I don't know H. I- you guys were perfect. You both fought so hard to get to where you we. You were the unstoppable Larry Stylinson"

The last came out as half a joke.

"Apparently not that unstoppable"

I mumbled into his chest. I felt him sigh.

"Yea, apparently not..."

We stayed curled up silently together for almost 2 hours. Niall just held me and let me soak his shirt with my tears. Eventually, I ran out of tears to cry and just layed there as he rubbed patterns onto my arm and played with my hair.

"It's late H, we should get some sleep. Come on, you can stay in the guest room, I set it up before you got here."

He stood up pulling me with him. I nodded and walked over to collect my discarded suitcase then following Niall up the stairs. I paused in front of the guest room but didn't enter.

"Um, Niall?"

He turned around, just about to enter his room. I looked at the floor and felt my shoulders slump forward.

"Can I....I mean...do you think maybe-"

I was cut off by Niall grabbing my hand and pulling me to his room closing the door behind him.

"Of course you can stay with me H. You know where the bathroom is to get changed. But try and sleep on my side of the bed and I'll cut your hair in your sleep repunzel."

I laughed. The first real one since it all happened and walked towards the bathroom.

"Good luck surviving the fans if you tried"

I called over my shoulder and heard him dissolve into a laughing fit as I closed the bathroom door. I grabbed a pair of pajama pants and a plain white shirt before closing the case again. Putting it next to the bed as I climbed in and got comfortable.

"Night Haz."

I smiled into the dark room.

"Night Nialler."