Why did I have to explain?

Chapter 9

After Harry walked in on Louis kissing Eleanor after she proposed, Harry got drunk. By the night's end, Harry could barely keep his eyes open. Louis came to him and slipped his head under Harry's arm. But Harry took it back and said,"No. Not you. I want Zayn to take me home. ZAYN, take me home." "Harry, stop it." Louis said. "Boy, you have a knack for hurting me, don't you. Hey Eleanor, come here." He shouted out. "Hi Harry. What's up?" Eleanor asked. "Congratulations for the- the" "Wedding, and thank you" Eleanor completed. "Come on. Let's go home" Zayn carried Harry out to the car and Louis followed shortly behind. "Does she love you like I do?" Harry asked. Louis glared at him. "Nevermind. I know the answer."

Harry had cut Louis off now. Everytime Louis would come to Harry to explain, he was just shoved aside or ignored. One day, when Liam, Niall and Zayn were out buying groceries, Louis burst into Harry's room. "What's your problem, huh?" Louis shouted. Harry was reading his novel. He jumped at the sudden noise. He saw Louis with a bottle of vodka. It was half-empty. He looked at Louis and said, "You're drunk-" "Damn right I am. But what the fuck is wrong with you? I said yes because there were a lot of people in there. All with their eyes on me. Waiting for me to say yes." Louis took another gulp before continuing, "What was I supposed to do? Just walk out that fucking bar, pub, cafe, whatever it is. I said yes because that bloody reporter had his camera in my face. His channel, one watched by almost everyone in the world, had me speechless to her proposal. I don't like her. Dammit. I love you and I always will whether you believe me or not." At first Harry just looked at him, then he got up, grabbed the bottle from Louis's hand and emptied it in one gulp. He kept the bottle on his desk, grabbed Louis by his t-shirt and kissed him. Louis responded. They bumped into the door, closing it with a thud. Louis pushed Harry, took off his shirt and went ahead for another kiss.

After an hour or so, Zayn, Niall and Liam walked in on an empty living room. It was messier than usual. Zayn noticed a vodka bottle missing, "I told you to buy more Vodka." Liam and Niall starting tidying up a bit. "Where's Harry and Louis?" Liam asked. Niall opened up Harry's door,"Oh, for god's sake!" He found both of them, naked, on the floor with a hangover. They had a sheet over them but they looked awful. Niall closed the door and shouted from outside, "Come out wearing clothes and I'll get you both aspirin. God!"

Niall walked back to the living room and said,"I won't be able to erase that image out of my mind for days if not months." And he went to the kitchen to get five glasses of water and two aspirin tablets. Harry and Louis walked out of Harry's room looking like gypsies. "So... what took you so long?" Louis said, awkwardly drinking his water with aspirin. "Well, Niall couldn't find the right sauce for hot dogs, Zayn and I argued whether we need more vodka or not and we are out of aspirin." Liam answered. "Good good," Harry said. "So, how was it?" Zayn asked. "How was what?" Harry and Louis answered at the same time. "Well, you know, the- um- the make-up sex?" Zayn said pointing towards Harry and Louis. They both looked at each other. They smiled at Zayn, who was very close to laughing his ass off. They all looked at each other and burst out laughing. "You two need to sort your priorities." Liam chuckled. They both were satisfied. Harry couldn't stay mad at Louis for long. "So, what now? What about Eleanor?" Niall asked. "Seriously Niall! Again!!" Louis exclaimed. I will have to explain it to her. I know Paul and others won't let me disclose mine and Harry's relationship but I'll figure it out," Louis then held Harry's hand,"I promise."

But Louis didn't had to come up with anything. Something happened not soon after this.