"So what if I do? What are you going to do about it?" Liam said, glaring at Niall as if he was hoping he would just kill over already. Niall was still trying to wrap his head around it.

He felt sick.

He felt angry.

"I... I honestly don't know." Niall said after a minute, running a hand through his hair as he looked down at Harry. He tried not to admire the sleeping boy, but every time he looked at Harry he fell in love with him again.

"You're an asshole. I hope you realize that." Liam said, shaking his head at Niall in pure disbelief. He just didn't get it.

He didn't get why Niall let Harry go.

"I know. I don't need you to remind me every single time you see me. I know okay?" Niall said through gritted teeth, really not wanting to get angry with Liam but he was making it so damn hard.

"Then why do you keep pushing him away? If you know you're an asshole, why aren't you fixing this?"

"Wouldn't it be more beneficial for you if I didn't?" Niall arched his eyebrows, not really sure what angle Liam was trying to get at.

"He's still in love with you. I'm not going to be a rebound." Liam said, shaking his head.

"But you love him..."

"I'm not selfish like you. I take in account how he feels, and I know that there's no way in hell that he's gonna love me back." Liam let out a bitter chuckle, looking at Harry briefly.

"I'm not being selfish." Niall said defensively, not in the mood for Liam to call him shit he wasn't.

"Then what do you call this? What do you call pretending like he doesn't exist? It's pathetic Niall, pathetic and selfish." Liam spat, not caring that he was being a dick about it.

In his mind Niall was more of a dick than he was.

"Will you stop saying that?! I'm not selfish. I'm not doing this for me, I'm f ucking doing it for him." Niall blew up, just for a second though. He wasn't one to let others bother him, he could honestly care less.

Unless of course it involved Harry.

He always cared about what Harry had to say or think.

"I'm doing this for him. You might think that it's stupid, but you and I both know he's better off without me. I didn't want to be the one that held him back Liam... he deserves so much more than me." Niall said quietly, a numb feeling coming over him as he looked away from Liam. He bit his bottom lip as he scanned the crowd, wishing more than anything that he hadn't come tonight.

It would've been far easier if he hadn't.

"Maybe he does, but you and I both know him.... he's stubborn and in love with you. So maybe get over yourself and accept the fact he isn't going anywhere. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to take him home." Liam started to stand up, awkwardly shifting Harry so he wouldn't fall out of his arms.

"I can take him home..." Niall said quietly, really not liking the idea of Liam taking Harry home.

He just said he was in love with him for christ sake.

"I don't think that's wise." Liam said, almost challenging Niall to say otherwise. Harry on the other hand was starting to wake up, the movement of Liam standing up startling the poor lad.

"I'm not comfortable with you taking him home."

"And remind me how the hell it's up to you?" Liam glared at Niall, the two boys obviously daring the other to back down.

"Ni?" Harry grumbled, looking at Niall with a groggy smile. Niall let out a quiet cheer of victory, even though there wasn't much to celebrate.

"Hello there sleeping beauty, how are you feeling?" Niall asked, smiling at Harry.

"I sleepy." Harry said, blinking at Niall as he tried to focus on the blonde. Niall chuckled, shaking his head a little as Harry tried to poke at his face. Liam just continued to glare, really irritated at the fact that Niall was actually being nice.

It was only because they both knew Harry wouldn't remember in the morning.

He never did.

"Take me home?" Harry asked, looking at Niall seriously. Niall smiled in triumph as he glanced at Liam quickly.

"Course." Niall smirked, taking Harry from Liam's arms. Harry instantly curled into Niall's side, the slightly younger boy breathing in the scent he missed so much. Liam continued to glare, silently wishing that he could punch Niall.

Of course he wouldn't do that, no matter how badly he wished he could.

"You're a prick." Liam spat, glaring at Niall. Niall's smile faltered for a second, a sad look coming across his face. Liam didn't give him a chance to apologize before storming off.

"Cmon Harry... let's get you home." Niall said quietly, leading his drunk ex out of the apartment. He helped Harry into his car, taking a second or two to calm down his racing mind before he too climbed into the car. Harry talked quietly, pointing out random things on their way back to Harry's. He would occasionally stare at Niall, a small smile on his face as he did so.

"What?" Niall asked after catching Harry staring at him.

"I love you." Harry said proudly before looking away again. Harry didn't know this, but Niall could've sworn his heart picked up speed.

His breathing stopped for just a second.

Niall wanted to say it back, God he did.

But Niall couldn't bring himself to say the four words Harry wanted to hear.

Not even after he helped him inside.

Not even after Harry fell asleep again.

So instead, Niall did what he did best.

Niall: I love you too

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Ha.

That took too long.

And I don't know how I feel about the ending lol.

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