ᵒⁿᵉ 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐔𝐒 ˡᵃʳʳʸ ˢᵗʸˡⁱⁿˢᵒⁿ (ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉᵈ)

where do broken hearts go?

"Harry..." Niall says gently, shaking his shoulder, trying to make him get up. "Harry...You need to get up. You can't let Louis ruin everything for you."

"No." Harry mumbles, squeezing the blanket in his fists, pulling it farther over his head, trying to block out the world.

"We have a concert to go to, Harry." Niall says. "Get up."

"But Louis is going to be there." Harry says, looking up and Niall. "And Louis doesn't love me anymore. So I don't want to see Louis. Because Louis doesn't want to see me."

"Yes, he does, Harry. Louis loves and he does want to see you. He's just in pain, Harry." Niall says. Niall pats Harry's hair. "Look, we need you at the concert. Please come. You gotta come."

Harry just shakes his head, retreating farther into the blanket, so he's completely covered.

It hurts so bad. He's had heartbreak before. He's been broken up with and he's done the breaking up but this, this hurts. This is pain like he'd never known before. Louis broke up with him so nothing matters anymore. Louis broke with him and now he wants to die. 

"People are going to be suspicious." Niall says, breaking Harry's train of thought. "You have to be there."

"Say I'm sick." Harry murmurs. "Nobody cares about me being there anyway. Especially not Louis."

"Harry Edward Styles." Niall says. "You are everyone's favorite. They love you."

"Not Lou's." Harry says, turning away from Niall. "Not anymore."

Niall sighs. He sits on the edge of Harry's bed. "Louis loves you, Harry. He's just mad. Maybe you should just tell everyone the truth. Maybe it won't be so bad. I mean, they love you. They love Louis. They love you two together, maybe they'd love you together together. They probably would, Harry. Just tell them."

"I don't know." Harry whispers. "What if they hate us and we ruin it for you and Liam and Zayn?"

"Harry, do you love him?" Niall asks. Harry nods. "Do you love him more than me?" Harry pauses. "Harry, we're best friends but Louis is your boyfriend. I don't care." Harry nods after a moment of contemplation. "Then tell them, Harry. Tell everyone at the concert tonight. Maybe Louis will come back to you."

Harry starts to cry again, his shoulders shaking. Niall looks at him sadly. "Harry, come on. Get up. Do it for Louis."

Harry sits up. His eyes are red and his cheeks are tear-stained. "I look awful. I can't go."

"Harry," Niall says. "And when I say this, I mean this is the complete opposite way Louis would, but you can't look awful. Like, you really, really can't."

Harry chuckles, running a hand through his hair. "But-"

"No." Niall says. He grabs Harry's wrist and pulls him up. "Come on, let's go. The concerts in a few hours. We have to find out a plan."

Harry sits in Niall's living room, stomach churning. Niall is getting them snacks. You always have to have snacks with Niall. Niall walks back in, carrying an array of snacks in his arms. He dumps them on the coffee table.

"Alright, Styles," Niall says. "Let's find a way to get you Louis back."

Harry sniffs, wiping at his cheeks. "Niall, what if there isn't a way? What if he just doesn't love me? Or what if he can't forgive me?"

"He will, Harry." Niall says. "He will forgive you."

Harry nods, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. "God, I love him so much, Niall." Harry says, shoving his face in his hands.

"I know, Harry," Niall says. "I know."

"I can't do this, Niall, I can't." Harry says, voice shaking.

"Yes. You can." Niall says. "Because you have to. Because you have no other choice. You have no choice. Not if you love him."

"I do." Harry says. "I love him so much."

"Then you have no choice." Niall says. "You have to do this."