Truly, Madly, Deeply In Love

Chapter 2

I slammed the screen to my laptop down & got really close to Nialls face while hot tears slid across my face. "Niall I need my phone now, I don't give 2 shits 'whats good', & 'whats not good' for me, so hand it over."  I honestly did try hard not to sound to forceful but I'm sure it came across demanding and hurtful.

Niall pursed his lips & nodded then motioning towards the door he sauntered up stairs to his room & opened his dresser drawer reluctantly handing over my phone. I began to storm out of his room when I felt him grasp my forearm, "Don't do anything stupid Harry." I glared at him and shook his hand off.

He was going to wait till morning to let me see this? why whats the difference?? ugh, I scrolled through my contacts on my phone quickly till I reached the "L's" & pressed the call button, it rang for an eternity, what was I going to say? "thanks a lot jack-ass."? or "wow Louis at least I know how you really fe-" my thoughts were interrupted when I heard his voice.

"Hello?" my mind went haywire and I just started saying exactly what I was thinking "Seriously Louis? You're THAT embarrassed of me? You did'nt HAVE to respond to the pictures but you did! do you know how much that hurt me? I mean-" he cut me off abruptly.

"Harry." I was crying so hard I couldn't breathe properly. "What?!" he sighed and I heard keys hitting each other on a key ring. "I'm headed to your flat." I started panicking "No Louis! you're going to get us both in trouble! AGAIN! Management is already so far up my ass I can't shit anymore!" Louis started laughing coldly, "I don't care what management thinks, you should'nt be crying and screaming at me over the phone every other week because of a tweet that they MAKE me send out! I'm here, come to the door."

I drop the phone kind of shaky from crying so hard, I toss open the door. I take in his condition, his eyes are blood shot. meaning he hasn't been getting much rest. His hair is a mess, probably hasn't showered in a while.

Hes dressed in my old black sweats and my purple Jack Wills pullover. his eyes sunken in. I wrapped my arms around him tightly and whispered in his ear, "Why does it always have to be like this Lou?"

He began crying softly into my shoulder and held on tightly to me as well. when we were done embracing I shut the front door and pulled him over to the couch. I heard movement upstairs & then Nialls bedroom door opened, "Harry who is here at 11 at nigh-"

His icy blue eyes fell over us cuddling on the couch as we turned on the t.v. looking for a good movie. "Lou, what are you doing here..." Niall approached us carefully as he made his way down the stairs. "I wanted to see Harry." he simply stated.

I just loved feeling his arms around me, I felt whole, I felt complete. I leaned my head back on his chest laying in between his legs with the couch throw across us both.

Niall sighed "You being here isn't good Louis. Not for the band, not for you and Harry-" Louis stood up and looked at Niall "Do you not see me Niall?? IM A MESS! Do you not notice how Harry reacts when he sees me and Eleanor together? And you HONESTLY think that its best, for US, not to see each other?" 

Niall started breathing quickly, "I-I don't know, i j-just hate seeing my b-best mates being k-kept apart, and I HATE t-that i get in trouble for not k-kicking you out when y-you show up like this, Its NOT FAIR-" Louis opened his mouth about to start comforting Niall, but I think they need to lay off baby-ing Niall all the fucking time, so I chimed in. 

"NOTHINGS "FAIR" NIALL! OOPS! DID I ACTUALLY YELL AT YOU?? WELL BOO-HOO! we all have issues, so quit acting like your the only one!" I collapsed backwards from the impact of Nialls fist hitting my eye. The last thing I heard before blacking out was "You're such a fucking hypocrite Styles."