How Could I Decide?

I want to be with you. Every second. Every minute. Every hour. Every day or your life. I want to tell you if only I had the courage...and I don't know if you feel the same. But all I know is that I'm going to be your Mrs. It's my mission, goal and journey I'm willing to accept.


54. What about Niall

Jades p.o.v

'Wait...Harry.' I got up, along with the guitar off of his lap and stood in front of him. 'I can't. I'm sorry. I can't do this to him.'

'Babe, you're doing great. It's fine, you can.'

'No I can't. I have a sick feeling, he'll just walk through the door at any minute. I can't.'

'He won't.'

'How do you know though? How do you know that he might be all happy and cheery and then walk through and see us. Then what?!'

'He won't, trust me. And do you know why?'

'Why?' I was about to break into tears. I couldn't do this. Not to my Nialler.

'My mates and I have a plan for him.' He smirked, getting rid of his smile.

'W-what do you mean?'

'My friends are taking care of him. Don't worry.' He got up, leaving his jacket on the couch, coming towards me. I backed away of his words. He looked innocent at me as I gripped the guitar tighter.

'What do you mean-take care of him? I thought I could trust you again...' 

'You can trust me love, don't worry.'

'You still haven't answered my question.'

'Getting a little feisty are we?' He came closer in every word. His ripped skin tight jeans, his jet black plain black top, his rings, his eyes made me turn faint.

'HARRY WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HIM!?' I cried out in pain. I knew what he was going to do to him. Stuck in traffic, in his land rover. The traffic would eventually leave, leading Niall to his crash. It was obvious now. 'You can't do this! You--you can't...' My watery tears got the best of me as I collapsed onto the floor, holding onto the guitar tightly. I smelt Niall sweat scent on the guitar, but it was soon replaced with Harrys peppermint dark scent.

'I haven't done nothing! I'm not going to do anything neither!' He hissed into my right ear, sitting beside me.

'No...cause your 'mates' are...'

'No they're not.'

'Harry, do you really think I'm that dumb?! You're going to cause him to fucking crash! I wish I never did this, ever! I'm so stupid...what have I done...'

'Jade, believe me, he won't crash. It's just bad traffic, that's all.'

'Harry, I hate you. I'm glad I never went with you. I'm glad I stayed with Niall. He knows how to treat a girl pro-'

'Don't you dare fucking say that to me.' He pinned me to the ground, bashing my head onto the floor and leaving the guitar to slip out of my grasp, sliding onto the floor, sliding across the room.


'Shut up.' He hissed in my face, his green emerald laser eyes, piercing into me. I saw him glance at me lips before roughly kissing me. His cold necklace went onto my chest, making me freeze. I shut my eyes, wishing Niall was here. That none of this was happening. That Harry wasn't here. I felt his soft tough touch my lips, wanting to enter. I let him in me. I had to. Who knows what he would do if I didn't. I felt him savour me, hungry for me. I had enough of him, lifting my arms, I tried pushing him off me, but my hands were too weak. He just came even closer, if that was possible now. I gave up, letting him have me. I gave up. I give up. I can't do anything now. He over powered me.

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