Chapter 7: Day Seven
Liam’s POV
Louis yelled as the bus pulled up to our house, “WE’RE HOOOOMMMMEEEE!!!!” I chuckled softly and looked at the others. Harry was sitting on the couch with Tara, stroking her hair. Zayn was still sleeping. He said he needed to catch up on sleep before we got home. Niall was eating…. Like usual.
We waved good-bye to Paul and walked into the house. It felt weird being home, in my opinion. Since we’ve been on the tour for almost two months, I always asked myself what our house looked like. All I remembered was that Becca was our neighbor. Zayn asked me, “You okay, daddy? You seem a bit off.” I shook my head. “No I’m fine.” Harry pushed past us. He was carrying Tara, who had fallen asleep on the way home. He said, “Should I put her in her bed or mine?” I shrugged. “I personally don’t know. I’m not the one with a pregnant girlfriend.” Harry glared at me and I knew I had hit a sore spot. He ran upstairs and slammed the door. Louis said, “Nice job, Liam.” He shook his head and followed Harry.
I sat at the table and held my head.”I’m so stupid….” I said. Zayn sat down next to me. “It’s not your fault. It’s not his either. He’s still adjusting to the fact that he has a girlfriend who is a month pregnant and to the fact that you’re still upset about it. He wants you to be happy for him now that he has someone to share his life with, to be happy that he’s gonna be a dad. I would want the same if I had a girlfriend and that I was gonna be a dad. Everyone would want it one way or another.” I looked at him. “You really think so, Zayn?” “I know so, Li,” he said. He kissed me softly and patted my hand. At least I knew Ziam was still alive. Niam, too. And Lilo but I didn’t know so much about Lirry. I walked upstairs and I knocked on Harry’s door. “Hazza, can I come in?” “No.” I looked down. “Please? I need to talk to you.” Harry opened the door. He was still glaring. “I can’t believe you said that to me, Li. After all we had, Lirry, you treat me like that?” I looked down again. “I know, Harreh… And I’m sorry. I was a jerk and I’ll admit, I’m jealous that you’re so happy and I’m not.” He smirked and said, “I knew you were. So are the others. Well, except Louis.” I asked, “What about Louis?” “While we were in L.A. Louis was busy with Tara’s cousin, Bella. They’re a perfect couple, in my opinion, and Tara’s. He seems sad now that he can’t see her.” I looked at him. “But what about me? Zayn? Or Niall? We don’t have that special someone in our lives like you and Louis do.” “That’s a lie. Niall has Becca. That’s where he is now. At Becca’s.” I nodded. “And Tara said she can hook you up with her friend, Caroline. She’s like you in more ways than one.” “Really??” “Yeah. She always tries to get Tara to do her school work and she’s like Albert Einstein. That’s like you trying to get us to clean the house.” I chuckled. “It wouldn’t hurt, would it? I guess I could try.” “And don’t tell Zayn I told you this, but Tara has another friend for Zayn. Her name’s Briezy.” I nodded. “Got it. My lips are sealed,” I said. Harry said, “Wait, Liam. Tara doesn’t mind all this bromance stuff so you forgot something.” “What?” He leaned over and kissed me softly. I smiled. “I knew you didn’t forget Lirry, Hazza.” “I never will.”
Harry’s POV
When Liam went downstairs, I closed my door and walked back over to the bed. Tara was curled up, still sleeping. I crawled into bed and wrapped my arms around her. I fell asleep and I felt Tara wrap her arms around me. I smiled and kissed her forehead.
-An hour later-
Zayn knocked on my door. “Harreh… Someone’s at the door. It’s for you.” My eyes fluttered open. Tara was still sleeping so I got up quietly and opened the door. “Who is it?” He replied, “You better go see. You won’t be happy either.” I walked downstairs and towards the front door. I opened it and my eyes grew wide when I saw who it was. It was Taylor. She said, “Hi Harreh! It’s been a long time! Why are you ignoring me?” I gulped, “Um… uh I, uh didn’t want to talk and I was uh, busy with… stuff.” She giggled and took my hand. She pulled me out onto the porch and said, “Let’s catch up over lunch, okay?” “No, Taylor. I’m sorry, but there’s some-“ I heard Tara yell, “Get the hell away from my boyfriend, Taylor!” What?! Tara knows Taylor Swift?! Taylor smiled innocently. “I’m sorry, Tara. But Harreh’s dating me. Get your brain checked.” Tara stood in front of me and I could tell she was pissed off. “He’s mine! He only dated you because he thought you loved him. But you only wanted a song from him! That’s really fucking low, even for you, Taylor. He deserves someone who will stand up for him, who will love him for who he is, who will be there for him when he’s feeling low, and who will be the person he wants in his life, like me. I do all of that! I love Harry because he’s Harry! For god’s sake, Taylor, I’m pregnant with his child! That means he’s mine and I’m his. So back off my man.”
