Louis’ nerves were kicked up to high-gear when he walked out to the pool. He could hear Harry’s laughter and his heart started breaking again. He looked over at Edward and shook his head, but Edward rolled his eyes, pointing to the empty lawn chair next to him. Louis sighed, looking over at Harry. He hadn’t even noticed that Louis had stepped out. He was to busy being spun around by John, his head tossed back while he laughed loudly and happily.
Louis was about to sit down when he heard Harry gasp. He looked over and saw that Harry had finally noticed he was there. His eyes were wide and John turned his gaze to follow Harry’s. He, too, stared at Louis in shock.
“What is HE doing here?!” Harry said, narrowing his eyes at Edward.
“I invited him,” Edward said. “He’s still MY friend, you know.”
“Yeah?” Harry asked, looking angrily at Louis. “Well, I’M not gonna be here if he is. C’mon, John. Let’s go see that movie.”
“You’re not going anywhere,” Edward said to Harry. “You’re gonna stay right here with Louis and you’re gonna be friends with him again.”
Harry laughed bitterly. “NO! I’m not gonna be friends with someone who goes back into the arms of their abusive lover. Look at him, Eddie! LOOK!”
Edward sighed, shaking his head. It was true; Louis was still a bruised, battered mess, most bruises fresh but some new. It was John who spoke next: “Woah....Louis, I’m sorry, man.”
“DON’T SAY YOU’RE SORRY!” Harry yelled. “He ASKED for it! He had an opportunity to come home with me that night, where Eddie & I could at least protect him. Did he take it? NO! He went RIGHT BACK. Don’t sympathize with that!”
“ENOUGH!” Edward bellowed. “Harry, shut up. Louis, come here.”
Louis sighed, walking with shaky legs over to Edward. Louis sat down next to Edward and Edward put his arm around him. He pulled Louis close, kissing his cheek. Louis looked at Harry out of the corner of his eye and saw Harry looking at them both. John was trying to distract Harry’s attention, but it wasn’t working. Harry’s eyes were glued to his brother and ex-boyfriend.
Edward gave Louis a look, then leaned in, smashing his lips to Louis’. Louis heard Harry scream.
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What the FUCK?! Harry thought, clutching onto John even tighter.
“Ow, babe,” John hissed. “You’re...you’re kinda hurting me a little.”
Harry ignored him, watching his twin making out with his ex-boyfriend. Harry didn’t know what else to do; he was going absolutely crazy watching this. He shut off his emotions and started making out with John, opening his eyes and glancing over his shoulder once in awhile to see what Louis and Edward were doing. Edward and Louis now had their hands all over each other, and Harry decided to make things interesting. After all, what if this was some kind of trick to get him jealous. He reached down into the water and started stroking John through his trunks. John moaned loudly into Harry’s mouth, and Harry snuck a look over his shoulder. Edward and Louis were watching them, and Edward slipped Louis’ pants down, getting down on his knees in front of Louis, taking him into his mouth, moving his head....
“OH JESUS GOD, ENOUGH!” Harry screamed. “STOP IT! JUST FUCKING STOP IT!”
His outburst caused Louis, Edward, and John to give him wide-eyed, shocked looks. Harry stood there in the water, his chest huffing with anger. He was embarrassed by his outburst; it just proved how jealous he was. He wasn’t supposed to let Louis know that! Fucking hell.
Louis just looked at Harry, gulping a little as they made eye contact. Harry couldn’t look at him. He swam over to the ladder and got out, grabbing a towel and running into the house. John ran in after him. “Babe. Babe?!”
Louis sighed, looking over at Edward. “Do you think it worked?”
Edward smirked. “Oh, I think so.”
“And Daniel won’t be pissed?” Louis asked.
“Nope,” Edward said with a smile. “I told him about it. He didn’t mind, because in all honesty, he wants you guys back together. Now...all you gotta do is sit back and wait for the blowup, babe.”
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“DON’T TOUCH ME!” Harry yelled as he ran upstairs to his room, John trying to take his arm to turn him around.
“Babe, I just don’t get it!” John said as Harry rubbed the towel over his wet hair, throwing his trunks into the tub and drying his body off as well.
“Well, you don’t get it because you didn’t just see your ex-boyfriend being sucked off by your twin brother!” Harry yelled, throwing on a pair of boxers and changing into a dry pair of clothes.
“Well, it isn’t like you never had it before!” John yelled.
“The fuck?!” Harry said. “THE FUCK. I TOLD YOU THAT WAS AN ACCIDENT!”
“I was meaning Louis, babe....” John said, eyeing Harry suspiciously. “But okay then.”
Harry kicked his bed in anger. “Fucking HELL. Why is it always ME, huh?”
John sighed. “Dunno. Can I ask you something?”
“I s’pose,” Harry said.
“Do you ....still have feelings for Louis?” John asked, leaning against the door of Harry’s room.
Harry laughed bitterly. “What?! No!”
“It sure seemed like it,” John said, sounding hurt. “The way you just....screamed like that.”
“Because it was my own BROTHER, you numbskull,” Harry said.
John nodded. “I think you’re lying.”
“I’M NOT LYING!” Harry screamed.
“THEN WHY IN THE FUCK!?” John yelled. “TELL ME THE TRUTH!”
“OKAY, YES!” Harry yelled loudly. “YES, I DO! I DO! I ALWAYS DID!”
John looked extremely hurt. “I see....”
Harry sighed. “But...I don’t want him back.”
“You do,” John said. “I know it. I’ll step aside, let you two go for it.”
“NO!” Harry said desperately. “Please. PLEASE. Let me show you that I don’t.”
John sighed. “Fine, okay. I just...I’m gonna go home now, okay? Text you later.”
Harry nodded, sighing. He then walked downstairs shortly after John left and went back outside. Louis and Edward were still sitting out there. Harry didn’t even look at them as he headed for the back gate. “I’m going out.”
“Like hell you are,” Edward said. “Get your ass back here.”
“Make me,” Harry taunted.
Edward did just that. He got up, grabbed Harry, and threw him in the large pool cabana right next to the pool. “HEY! LET ME OUT OF HERE, YOU ASSHOLE!”
“NO!” Edward said, then he went over and grabbed Louis.
“THE FUCK!?” Louis screamed, trying to fight Edward off. “I don’t wanna be locked in there! There’s no bathroom or food or–“
“There’s a shower,” Edward said. “Drink water from that. Now shut UP, the both of you!”
He threw Louis in with Harry and locked the door. He could hear them banging the door, longing to be out. “I’m not letting you guys out!”
“FUCK YOU!” Harry screamed. “EDDIE, LET ME OUT!”
“I DON’T WANT THIS!” Louis yelled. “PLEASE. CHARLIE WILL KILL ME IF I’M NOT HOME! I MEAN IT LITERALLY, TOO!”
Edward only laughed. “When you two are friends again, you’ll be let out. Until then, shut the fuck up and talk.”
