Still Mine

What if someone said something to you, trying to discourage you from following your dreams. Would you give up on that dream? Or would you follow that dream and prove them wrong. What if the person who tired to discourage you came to an event of your dream that is now reality and tried to win you back?

My name is Olivia Wilson, and I know what I'd do.


74. Chapter 74

Chapter 74

Liv’s POV

“You didn’t know that?” I asked, taking in Niall’s somewhat shocked state.

“No…how did you that? What happened?” Niall asked me.

“He was at my apartment, and he was drinking, then I had him leave,” I said, summing up what happened, leaving out most of it and just saying the basics.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Niall asked, and I couldn’t tell if he was upset or mad, but I think it was a little bit of both.

“Sorry, I thought you knew,” I said.

“Does it look like I knew?” Niall asked a bit harsh.

I’m not sure why this is making Niall so upset. I get that what Harry did was bad, and many people aren’t going to be happy with him, but Niall seemed to be angry.

“Why didn’t you bother to bring it up when I called you?” he asked.

“I don’t know, I guess I was just so surprised, that I didn’t think about it, and forgot that I already sort of knew what happened,” I said, and looked down at my feet.

I guess I just figured he knew, or maybe he was here when they took the blood alcohol test on Harry, because I’m pretty positive they took one.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Harry relaxing on his hospital bed, with a look on his face like he’s off the hook, but he is most certainly not. He thinks he can just bring this whole thing on me and make Niall angry with me. He obviously hasn’t told Niall, and he’s just not to pin this on me and have Niall blame me for not telling him.

“Harry didn’t tell you either,” I blurted out like a child, and Harry snapped out of his relaxed state and looked at me with wide eyes, and I just gave him a smug smile.

Then Niall looked up at Harry with realization that Harry should’ve been the one to tell him.

“Why didn’t you say anything?” Niall asked him.

“I-I um forgot,” he said, trying to take my excuse, but not succeeding.

That excuse worked for me because I obviously was in shock that Harry was in the hospital. Harry however knew that was the reason why he was in the hospital, and couldn’t really forget about it.

“I don’t think you just forgot,” Niall said.

“Liv did,” Harry said back. “That’s different,” Niall told him.

Harry didn’t say anything after that. He knew he was the one in fault here, and there was nothing he could do about it. Even though Harry was all scratched up and everything, I didn’t however feel too bad for him, and I was fine with Niall being upset with him. He shouldn’t have tried to pin this whole ‘not telling Niall’ thing on me. He shouldn’t have even been drinking in the first place. Next he’s probably going to tell Niall that he was only drinking because he was just so upset that I was angry with him and not forgiving him, or some sob story shit. And of course Niall would believe him and go with it, because Niall is all about feeling bad for Harry when I won’t forgive him, no matter what Harry did.

“Can’t think of anymore excuses?” I said to Harry, crossing my arms as he glared at me.

“Give him a break Liv, he is in the hospital,” Niall told me, and I looked at him in awe.

Just merely a few seconds ago, Niall was on the verge of being absolutely furious with Harry, and now here he is defending him, just like he always does.

“You’re not serious are you?” I asked, making sure I had understood him correctly.

“I am serious, he was just in a car wreck, you don’t need to make smug remarks to him,” Niall told me.

“He got in a car wreck for drinking,” I declared, throwing my arms out in front of me.

“It was still a wreck,” Harry said, and I gave him a warning look.

“Look, you’re pretty much fine, so I am no way whatsoever going to feel any sympathy for you,” I told Harry.

“Liv!” Niall said.

“Its true,” I said back to him.

At this point I didn’t care if I was being harsh with Harry, he pretty much deserved it. So did Niall, but I was mostly being harsh with Harry right now. Even though Niall defending against Harry was bothering me so, so much, I was angrier with Harry. Saying that I didn’t have any sympathy for him right wasn’t completely true though, but I said it because I knew it would provoke him. I knew Harry was going to be okay physically, depending one how bad that rib damage is, but it looks like he bruised the area more than broken it. The small amount of worry and sympathy I felt for him were about the consequences of his drinking and driving. I still needed to ask him, or someone else; about the condition of the person he hit because I wanted to know, but I decided now was not the time.

“I think I’m just going to leave,” I said and turned to the door.

I obviously didn’t seem wanted here since they were just bashing me, so I decided it would be best just to leave.

“No, wait,” Harry and Niall both said at the same time, causing me to turn around.

“What?” I asked. “I didn’t mean to make you upset,” Niall said.

“I’m not upset,” I said to him. “Then why are you leaving?” he asked.

“Because you both are bothering me and teaming up against me, and I’m sick of this happening all the time,” I told him.

“Sorry,” he shrugged. “I’m still leaving,” I said and turned back around to open the door.

“Wait,” I heard Harry say, causing me to turn back around. “What now?” I asked, clearly annoyed.

“Please stay, I-I want you to stay here,” Harry stuttered out.

I looked all around the room, anywhere to not meet Harry’s glance. I wasn’t exactly sure now whether to stay or not. Harry’s voice came out in a stuttering plead, and it made my heart melt a bit. Then I remembered that he could be faking it, but then again, he could be serious and want me to stay.

I thought about it for a few more seconds before finally giving me answer.

“Fine,” I gave in and took my hand off the doorknob, and went to sit on the small black couch, next to Niall. 

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