Over Again

The Truth Is Out.

I couldn't sleep for the whole night, I just kept tossing and turning trying to comprehend everything. Louis had slept with....her and waited months to tell me. But then again I had fooled around with Nick while I was with Louis and hadn't told him.

I sat up in bed and looked around the room. It was getting light out so it wasn't too early. I huffed agitatedly and gathered my things to take a shower. I let the water go cold as it ran over my body, trying to wash away all my thoughts. By the time I got out it was properly light out and someone was knocking on my door.

I peeked through the peep hole, seeing Liam and opened the door. He greeted me with a concerned face. "I've been texting you all night are you okay?" I stepped back so he could come in and shut the door. "Yeah, fine my phone's just off." He stood next to my bed and rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

"Harry, we know."

"Know what?"

"That you and Louis are back together, we've known for a few weeks."

"Oh...right. Well no need to worry I don't know if we are anymore". He started to look more relaxed and sat down. "Why? Did you have a fight?"

"Kind of, Liam can I tell you something that you have to promise to keep a secret?"

"Harry, I hate secrets why can't we all know?"

"I guess you could...just not Louis?" He huffed and rolled his eyes. "Okay...?"

"The day we broke up, in October, I was going to propose". Liam let out a long breath as his features grew shocked. He sat staring at me for a few seconds in silence before he ran a hand through his hair.

"I...I don't know what to say...other than I'm sorry". I shrugged. "Doesn't matter now anyway."

There was another knock at my door, but this time it was gentle and when I looked through the peep hole I saw a tiny Louis looking the other way down the corridor. "It's Louis". Liam jumped up and opened the door himself. "You two need to talk, Harry..." His words trailed off and I knew he meant I had to tell him.

Liam dodged past Louis and left us stood awkwardly staring at eachother. "Can I come in?"

"Suppose" I walked off and sat on the spare bed staring at the carpet. He came in and sat on my bed facing me.

"I honestly wanted to tell you sooner". I nodded slowly, trying to look at anything but him. "So...why didn't you?"

"Because we weren't together when it happened and everything was going so well I just didn't want it to screw up again".

"So why yesterday?"

"I couldn't keep it a secret anymore...also...Eleanor threatened to tell you if I didn't"

"So you wouldn't have otherwise?"

"Would you have told me about Nick?" I didn't answer.

"Harry I know it's tough but can we move past this?"

"What I did to you was no where near as big as what you did to me, fooling around with someone is not the same as sleeping with them, I made a mistake and you intentionally meant to hurt me."

"But we were together when you were with Nick, I was single."

"Did you genuinely believe that we would never be together and that I didn't love you, that I could just move on?" He sighed and started to look around the room.

"I need to tell you something Louis, I wanted to tell you yesterday but you ruined it." He closed his eyes for a brief second. "You know what I don't know if I can handle it."

"For god sake Louis just listen to me! I've been trying to tell you since the day we broke up." That got his attention and he looked back towards me. "Remember when you took my phone and I kept telling you to read the messages?" He nodded. "Did it ever cross your mind what the messages could have been about?" He shook his head slowly, his eyebrows knitting together. "Nick was the only other person who knew, that day, that horrible day, I was actually going to propose."

I watched as his torso caved in on itself in shock, his breaths getting deeper. He buried his face in his hands and sat trying to hold himself together. "He helped me pick a ring, and I was texting him telling him how nervous I was."

"Harry, I'm so sorry". His voice cracked, he was trying not to cry in front of me. I moved to sit next to him and put my arm round him. "I'm really really sorry Haz this is my fault."

"No it's not at all and I never got the chance to tell you how sorry I am"

"Can we erase the past and try again?" I didn't answer. "Haz? For the record I would have said yes."