Love Isn't That Spooky

Chapter 18

Harry's POV
Over the past few days I have been a wreck. I have either been crying, screaming or sitting there numb. The more I think about it the more I realise that I may have over reacted. Marcel is a fragile part of me that I don't let anyone see because I know that if someone found out it would tear down all the walls I had built up over the past ten years.

Louis now knows that I had a brother. I was planning on telling him soon but he has broken my trust. Crying I slouched up to my room and flopped onto my bed staring at the ceiling that soon became blurry with the tears swimming in my eyes. He had overstepped the line and the thing that hurts me the most is that I think I'm still fond of him. Screaming I tugged at my hair in frustration, even though he wasn't here he still had some kind of power over me that forced me to feel every single needle like jab of pain.

I heard the distinct sound of a key turning in the lock and I feebly wiped away the fresh tears that had sprung to my eyes and went down stairs to help my mom unpack from her trip.

As I reached the bottom of the staircase instead of seeing my mom, like I thought I would, there stood Niall, Liam and Zayn. "Mate we've been knocking on the door for ages, so I decided to let us in." Niall said holding up the spare key I have him last year, his voice barely registered with my brain. I must of been so deep in my dark thoughts that I blocked out everything that I couldn't feel.

"Are you okay Harry, we haven't heard from you all week, you haven't been at school or anything." The words didn't hit home so I just stood there, staring at the three familiar boys. My brain was screaming at me to move towards them but my legs just wouldn't respond. I felt the aching in my cheeks, a sure sign that I was going to cry. "Come here Haz." Niall said. Before I knew it I had bounded down the stairs and launched my self at him, embracing myself into his hug. Tears anointed my eyes and over flowed in a fresh wave of sorrow, yet happiness. These boys here had my back and for that I was extremely grateful.

My body shook with the weight of my tears leaving me. Each droplet represented all the anger, sadness, pain, hatred and hurt I had left about Louis and our breakup. Once the tears had run dry I pulled back and smiled.

"So we came around because we need to talk to you about a few things." Liam said nervously twiddling his fingers. "You might want to sit down." Zayn added before wandering into the living room. I followed him and sat onto the couch, firmly gripping the edge. "Okay so obviously we know you and Louis broke up, but we're all really good friends, the five of us are going to keep seeing each other regardless of your relationship status okay?" I just nodded. "Now the sister school Spanish trip is in a months time so you've got 4 weeks to melt the ice between Louis and yourself because if you don't, the trip will be ruined. We've spoken to Louis and he agrees but we just want you to try and at least be a little warmer to each other instead of pretending like the other doesn't exist alright? Oh and also Lou still picks all of us up after school, if you want to catch the bus or walk home we understand but tell us first so we don't wait around for you for too long, alright?" I nodded, "I'll try, but I'm not making any promises because he went behind my back and ruined what we had so now we have to start from scratch." I croaked out, my throat was dry and tired from crying and screaming so much. "We understand, now we gotta get going. We'll see you later Haz." Zayn said giving me a tight hug. Liam wordlessly clapped me on the back and Niall gave me the warmest hug possible and told me to keep positive and that I would be fine. Sighing I turned on the TV and relaxed into the false world of reality.

Louis POV
It's been just over a week since the "breakup" and I'm doing, fine. Harry was probably just a distraction from the real world to me and I didn't realise it until I had stopped constantly being with him. Humming to myself I bounded downstairs to see the boys waiting for me on the couch. We were all going to watch the game at Liam's tonight and I was pretty excited because I could do with a few beers, I haven't shaved for a while and although it looks like I've let myself go since Harry, I haven't, I'm just being a man now.