Just Another Fairy Tale

*Niall's POV*


Amanda and I walk back into campus, holding food for herself, Tiffany and I. We get to her dorm and she puts the bag of french fries on the group, pulling out her dorm room keys. She unlocks the door and holds it open for me.

"Thank you, baby." I smile at her and place a kiss on her cheek. She grabs the french fries bag and closes the door. We place the food on the table. Tiffany sits up, smelling the food.

"Start eating without us. We'll go talk to Harry and see what's up." Amanda says to Tiffany.

"Alright. I hope it goes well." She says. Amanda takes my hand and pulls me out of the dorm. We walk to Harry's dorm room, shared with Zayn. Amanda knocks on the door and we wait for someone to open it.

"What do you think is up with him? Why do you think he's depressed?" She asks.

"I'm not sure. But he's been upset and socially isolated since him and Hillary were home alone when the lads and I went out, they didn't want to come so they stayed home." I explain. Amanda nods, with a thinking face on. Just then, Perrie swings the door open.

"Hey guys." Perrie smiles kindly.

"Hey." Amanda greets.

"Is Harry here?" I ask.

"Yeah, he's on his bed, um.. staring at the ceiling." She says, looking back at him.

"We just need to talk to him." Amanda explains. Eleanor nods and holds the door open for us. We walk in, seeing a drunk Zayn tangled amongst the blankets and covers. Then, my eyes land on Harry. He's staring at the ceiling. Thinking. His cheeks stained with tears. My heart breaks, I've never seen him this upset. Amanda sits beside him. Harry immediately sits up and hugs her.

"Amanda I don't know what to do anymore." He sobs on her shoulder.

"Do about what?" She asks softly, her lips inches away from his ear.

"Tiffany." Harry looks up at me with teary eyes.

"How did Amanda take it?" He asks.

"How did she take what?" I ask.

"What was her reaction when you told her Hillary almost forced you into sex with her?" Harry asks. Amanda's eyes immediately grew wide and she stared at me. There, I felt the tension between us.

"I - I didn't." I mutter.

"SHE DID WHAT!?" Amanda stands, and yells so unexpectedly. Zayn shoots up, shocked. Perrie stares in fear and Harry sits there, looking guilty.

"Why didn't you tell me this happened!?" Amanda yells again, but not as loud. Her eyes flared with anger, shock, betrayal, and sadness.

"I was scared to see how you would react." I whisper under my breath.

"You what!?" She yells.

"Why are you hiding this from me!? This is so god damn important and you're scared to see how I'd react!? YOU KNEW I'D FIND OUT SOONER OR LATER! WOULD MY REACTION, IF YOU TOLD ME BEFORE, SCARE YOU MORE, OR MY REACTION NOW!? NOW THAT I'M PISSED OFF YOUR HIDING THIS FROM ME?" Amanda yells, stepping closer now. Causing me, to step back.

"You hid this from me. Cause your scared? I have to deal with my scared boyfriend, this bitch how goes around sexually assaulting people, and my friend who is suffering depression. I'm so mad at you! Why hide this from me!? If you told me sooner this problem would be over by now. The issue itself doesn't even bother. What bothers me is that you hid it from me and you weren't even planning on telling me any time soon. You rely on your depressed friend to blurt it out." Amanda sighs. She sits back beside Harry.

"What did Hillary do, baby?" She asks, kindly. Harry gulps.

"I got her pregnant. She pulled a knife out of me and said if I didn't get in bed with her she'd hurt me and Tiffany." Harry explains.

"I don't know how Tiffany will react to this. She could break up with me for getting another girl pregnant-" Harry starts but Amanda cuts him off.

"When you didn't even want to. Harry, you didn't want to. You knew it was wrong and I assume you tried to stop her." Amanda says.

"I did." Harry interrupts.

"Well then she should understand, you were forced to do it. You had a choice but that was soon taken away because she threatened you. You did it for your safety, and hers. She might not take it well at first, but girls come around. I know, if Niall got a girl pregnant even though he didn't want to, I'd want to be alone. I'd isolate myself, I stuff my mouth with comfort food, but with all that time to think, I'd come around and know it wasn't his fault. And Tiffany would probably do the same, knowing her. You have nothing to worry about. Tell her the truth, let her cry, cope with it. I'll take to her and you will too. Knowing her she'll take it bad at first, but she'll come back. Don't worry. Tell her the truth, and do it soon." Amanda explains. She used me as an example...

She basically explained her reaction if I told her sooner. And, what happened to me wasn't even as bad as what happened to Harry. I understand how Harry is scared, why am I? Why am I such an idiot? I feel tears. I can't cry. I rush out of the room, I brush past Perrie and she gives me a worried look.

"Niall?" She asks as she looks at me. But I ignore her. I quickly walk to my dorm. I pull out my key and unlock the door. I step inside and close the door behind me. I see Eleanor and Louis cuddled beside each other. Louis asleep on her should while she's on her phone. El looks up at me with a smile, but it soon fades and she looks at me with pity and worry.

"What happened?" Eleanor asks. I then explain to her what happened with Hillary. And how Amanda found out because of depressed Harry, which causes me to fall on the topic of why Harry was depressed. I then start talking about how she used me as an example to Harry and I move onto the topic of me crying and now I'm here.

"I know, I don't like Hillary either." Eleanor groans.

"You and Louis made up?" I ask. She looks at the sleeping Louis on her shoulder, and she caresses his cheek with her thumb.

"Um, not yet. But he's drunk and I wanted to take care of him. But he's been mumbling things about me. I think he's having a bad dream and I'm being taken away from him. Cause he's mumbling things like 'Eleanor!?' 'Where are you!?' and stuff like. 'GIVE ME BACK MY GIRLFRIEND' and he cried in some parts. " She laughs.

"But he's so cute." She smiles down at him.

"And, Amanda will come. If you cry enough, she will. I know how much she hates seeing you cry." Eleanor laughs.

"Thanks El. And you don't need to tell me to cry. I think it will happen on it's own." I laugh. Eleanor frowns.

"Don't be negative, She'll come around. " Eleanor says. Just then, there was a knock at the door. I stand up and swing the door open to reveal a crying Tiffany.

"Harry got a girl pregnant." She sniffs. I pull her into my arms and I close the door. I sit on my bed, Tiffany beside me.

"What happened?" I ask.

"He walked into my dorm and he explained to me. Why would he do that?" She cries.

"Did he mention he was sexually assaulted by her?" I ask. Tiffany nods her head, no.

"Did her mention the girl pulled a knife on him and forced him into bed or else he would hurt you?" I ask. Tiffany nods her head, no.

"Exactly. He did it for your safety. He had a choice but it was soon taken away by his fear and her persuasion." I explain.

"If anything, you shouldn't be upset. Talk to him, work things out but don't break up with him, because he did it because he cares about you, more than himself. He didn't wanna get her pregnant. She wanted him to get her pregnant. She pushed her away but she forced him. He was scared for himself, but more important, scared for you because she threatened him, using you. Forgive him. Tell him you guys will work things out. If you look deeper into the issue, you'll see he did it out of his good heart." I explain. Tiffany stared at me as I was speaking to her. She half smiles and nods. She frantically wipes her tears and stand. She takes a deep breath and fully smiles.

"Thank you. I will. And um, Amanda is crying, by the way." Tiffany mentions. I sigh and nod.

"Alright. Can you open the dorm for me?" I ask. She nods. We both walk out of the dorm. I lock my dorm and follow Tiffany to hers. She unlocks it for me. I hold the door and thank her. I watch as she walks over to Harry's dorm. She knocks and it soon opens. I take a deep breath and walk into Amanda's dorm. Ready to the conversation that depends on this relationship.

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