No Control • hs

thirty-three

"God, this is all my fault, isn't it?"

"No! Harry, no! Not at all!"

"Yeah," Harry nods, "it is."

"No it's not. This is purely Niall and Zayn's faults."

"But I'm the one who dragged you to the park in the first place."

"Well, they would've found another way to hurt us somehow." Harry just sits there.

"It's my fault, you have to realize that."
Harry says.

"Well, I'm not, because it is not your fault."

"I am going to stay here in this room every second, and if I'm not, Louis or Liam will be. You will never be left alone."

"What if I want to be left alone?"

"You don't. I've watched way two many movies where the characters are killed in hospitals."

"Then stop watching movies."

"Not gonna happen."

The way that Harry said hospital made me realize that I have only been in a hospital for myself's problems twice.

"Do you think they'll let me skip a few days of work to get myself back on my feet,... literally."

"Sure they will, the information packet says if you are hospitalized, you can take however many weeks off, depending on the situation."

"I didn't read that part."

"Page 31?"

"I didn't memorize page numbers either."

"I just...don't want to get fired from my job...again."

"You won't!"

"You don't know that!"

"Yes I do."

***

(two weeks later)

"Hand me the m&m's" I say, sitting on Harry's leather couch, watching the food network.

"Sure thing." Louis leans over and grabs the m&m's off the coffee table and hands them to me. Harry has been at work for the past hour or so and Harry insisted I stay here, babysat by Louis.

"Um,... Thanks for letting me stay here, I really appreciate it."

"It's nice having you here." Louis smirks at me. I smile back, opening the m&m's and dumping a couple into my hand. Louis emerges from the kitchen and sits down on the couch diagonal to me. "Who just makes a bacon flavored cake, that's disgusting." He says.

"I don't like bacon...period, much less on cake." There's a knock on the door.

"I'll get it."

"Well, it is your apartment...and I am on crutches." He opens the door and steps outside. I get a little scared, what if Niall or Zayn pulled him out there, I couldn't see who it was behind the door.

"Thanks!" Louis comes back into the room with a pizza box.

"Really."

"What?"

"Pizza?"

"Why not?"

"Why?" I argue, then realize it is his apartment and I shouldn't be judging him because we was nice enough to let me stay.

"I just really like pizza." He says, putting a slice on his plate and coming back to sit. "Do you want to watch a Halloween movie?"

"Sure!"

"Which one?"

"What do you have?"

"All kinds."

"The nightmare before Christmas?"

"Yep-"

"YES THAT ONE PUT IT IN."

"Okay, okay." Louis gets up, finds the disc and puts it in. "Do you need me to sit by you, are you scawed?" All I do is roll my eyes at him and get situated to watch the movie.

If found Louis sitting by me at the end of the movie, I didn't realize it, but I didn't really mind, it's his apartment.

"Wait, where's the dog?"

"OH YEAH! He's staying at Liam's still."

"Still?"

"Yeah, Harry wants to be the hospital for you every second, so he asked Liam to watch him for as long as you were in the hospital."

"Then why is he still there?"

"Liam insisted to let Buddy stay for at least two more weeks after, apparently they have gotten really close."

"Oh."

"Yes, Peyton, we threw Buddy out on the streets because you gave him to us." I stifle a laugh.

"Oh my gosh, I'm sorry... I shouldn't have... Sorry, that was really uncalled for-" Louis gets up from the couch and plays with his fingers nervously.

"What?!" I realize Louis had been sitting centimeters away from me and had his arm around me as well.

"Oh, um..." There's a key in the door and Harry walks in.

"I was waiting for Louis to realize there is two couches and a chair in the room."

"No Harry," Louis says."It's not what you think."

" I think it is." Harry says, eyebrows raised.

What should I do? I feel like I'm not making the situation any better. Should I leave? I should leave. What if Harry kicks Louis out? I don't want that to happen. I'm gonna leave.

"I think I should get going." I say, grabbing my crutches and heading for the door.

"Thanks Peyt, have a nice night." Harry says, blushing hard.

"Bye." Louis mumbles.

"Bye guys." I shut the door and unlock my apartment.

"I really need a friend here that's a girl."

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