The door opened and closed signaling Niall was back with Harry. I sat shaking on my bed. What if Harry didn't agree? What would I do then?
I looked up to the sound of the boys coming in my room. Harry stood there. His cheek swolen and red. I never thought little Niall could ever do anything like that. "I'll be in the front room." Niall walked out giving Harry and I some privacy. Harry just stood in my doorframe in his sweats, Jack Wills hoody, white Converse, and red eyes. Tears slipped down his cheeks, one after another. I couldn't stand it any longer. Getting up from my matress, I opened my arms for him. Imedetly, he ran to me, sobbing into my shoulder. I rubbed his back cofortingly. We stood there for a bit, him bawling, me rubbing his back, then I pulled away and had him sit with me. After giving him a minute to relax I wiped his tears off of his face.
"You okay?"I asked
He shook his head.
"You should be." I told him
He shook his head again.
"Look at me." I said gently and waited for him to follow my instructions. "To be honest, I miss you. A lot. So I'm going to give you a second chance."
Harry's eyes were huge. "What?"
"There's a catch, though. You have to start 100% over. Start as just friends. You have to create a new Harry. One that I can believe in. Are you up for it?" I knew his answer before I asked. His eyes were wide and he had a huge smile plastered on his face. He engulfed me in a hug.
"Of course. I won't ever let you down again." I could almost hear his smile.
I pulled away and touched his bruised cheek. "We should get some ice on that."
"Don't mess with Niall." We both laughed at his comment and walked to my kitchen. Niall looked up at us as we descended the stairs. He seemed a little shocked at the sight of us smiling. Before I went to the kitchen I knelt by Niall. "Can you, please, be friends with Harry again?" I gave him the biggest puppy dog eyes I could, and Niall smiled.
"I was hoping you would make up. No one can replace Harry." I hugged Niall. Then pulled Harry to my kitchen.