The taxi ride home is silent.Like dead silent.
I have so many questions. So many.
But I don't think I should ask them.
Hence the silence.
How could they possibly have a fight that big- they've known each other a week. what the fuck.
I turn to Louis, about to ask something anything.
My lips purse, I go to open them.
But of course Louis makes eye contact with me before I can utter any words out, though.
"don't."
"ok"
"it's.. it's nothing important V"
"ok"
He turns his head toward the window.
a tear trickles down his face as he blinks.
***
we pull up to our apartment building,
Harrys car isn't in sight, he must have stayed at the game. Which is good because I don't wanna know what would have happened if we pulled up and Harry was here.
I get out of the Cab as Louis pays the driver.
Once we enter the building I hear harrys car pull up. it has a distinct sound, as the transmission needs fixed.
Shit.
"V cmon upstairs let's go" Louis motions up the stairs after looking out the window.
I turn my head, and walk up the stairwell behind my elder brother. still utterly confused.
After getting into our flat I hear muffled yelling coming from the hallway.
"I GET IT IT WAS WRONG IM FUCKING SORRY BUT I HAD TO"
It's Harry.
Louis eyes widen briefly. But he shrugs it off.
"I'm going to my room" Louis turns and heads back to his room.
"okay" I sigh.
My attention flickers back to the yelling when emmie voice echos.
"YOUR RIGHT IT WAS WRONG, YOU FUCKING BITCH.... Your both low pieces of shit"
"noted"
I move the curtain covering the small glass window on the door, watching enemies eyes flicker to me, locking eye contact, then back to harry.
"Harry. I don't know if you've realized it yet from the entire conversation, but We're done. Go get your shit, and go"
Harry glances at me. I quickly move from the curtain.
what the fuck is happening-
I turn around to see Louis standing at the end of the hallway that leads to our rooms.
"Is he... is everything good?" Louis' voice is filled with sincerity.
I nod.
"what were they saying"
"emmie dumped Harry. said he, well both but I don't know who both is... she said he was a low piece of shit"
"oh"
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