Kisses and Lies

"Niall, go."
"But Harry…"
"There is nothing else you can say here. Please go."
He looked at him sadly, but Harry honestly couldn't care less. He slowly opened the door, and walked out. The door shut with a soft thud. He cheated on Harry. He couldn't believe it. Niall, his sweet boyfriend, had cheated on him with Louis. Harry hated him for it. But he still loved him. Harry knew he would always love him, because he couldn't hate him. He was a part of Harry. He had sewed himself in to Harry's heart. Now Harry would have to rip him out stitch by stitch. He ran upstairs and found the guitar he had gotten him. He was teaching Harry how to play. Harry grabbed it by the neck and slammed it on the ground.
One Stitch Gone.
Harry ran to his closet and took the clothes he had left behind. Harry opened the large windows, where a rain-filled gust of wind froze his hands. He didn't care. He dropped the clothes and closed the windows.
Another Stitch Gone.
He went to his bed, fresh tears streaming down his face. Harry pulled back the covers and found the small blanket that Niall still secretly slept with. He opened the window again. Harry was about to release it, but he couldn't. This was Niall's prized possession. He couldn't toss it away.
One Stitch Replaced.
Sobs wracked his body, and he climbed into bed. As soon as he did, he heard a knock at the door. He slowly climbed out of bed and went to the door. He opened the door, and saw Liam, soaked to the bone.
"Liam, I'm not in the mood for talking…"
"Just let me in," He said desperately. Harry nodded and moved to the side.
Liam removed his drenched coat and hung it on the rack. He turned to Harry. Harry's face was sad and swollen, and his eyes were bloodshot. Liam took a deep breath.
"Harry… Niall wasn't cheating on you."
"Yes he was. Louis told me."
"Louis is jealous because he likes Niall. He was trying to break you up."
"What?! Why would he do that?!"
"You know him. He makes rash decisions. You'd better go see Niall. He's a mess."
"Will you drive me?"
"That's why I'm here."
"Alright. Let me just grab something."
*~*

Harry sat through the car ride in silence. Under his coat was Niall's blanket. He wanted to see Niall. He need to.
*~*

Louis opened the door. When he saw Harry's cold expression, he went rigid.
"Harry, I…"
"I'm not ready to talk to you yet."
He brushed past Louis and rushed into Niall's bedroom. He sat the the foot of the bed, knees huddled to his chest. When he saw Harry, his mouth formed the words that his voice could not find. He rested his chin on his knees, eyes closed and tears gushing. It broke Harry's heart to see Niall, who was usually so bubbly and colorful, as gray as the rainstorm's skies. Harry sat next to Niall on the bead and embraced him tightly.
" I know the truth now, love. I love you now and I'll love you forever."
Niall looked up eyes open. Harry reached under his jacket and pulled out his blanket. Niall gave out a short, breathy laugh and took the blanket.
"Harry, I love you."
Harry kissed Niall, both of them smiling. Harry pulled away and pressed his forehead to Niall's.
"I know.
I love you to"