When I woke up earlier this morning, my head is spinning like crazy. Do you know one of those nights where you cried basically all night long then the next morning you felt all dizzy that you just want to throw up?
Yeah, that’s how I’m feeling right now. Last night, Harry told me what has been bothering him the whole time. And sure enough, it made me cry. The more I thought about that, the more it hurt. But I can’t seem to let it out of my mind. It breaks my heart to hear it. And the way he explains it all… Just made it more painful for me to listen.
“Lou? There’s Chinese for breakfast. Do you want some?” Liam asked through the door. Snapping me out of my thoughts. Since I didn’t answer, he open the door.
“Oh my God, Louis. Are you alright?” Liam came up to my bed. I hadn’t realize the tears that escapes my eyes until it fell down to my neck and slowly goes to my chest. I don’t want Liam to be all worried about me. Well hell, I don’t want anyone to know that I’ve been crying the whole night. That means yes, Harry didn’t know that I cried last night. When he told me his story, I tried my hardest to not to cry. When he left my room, I literally smashed my head onto the pillow and cried. And the songs from my iPod wasn’t that helpful.
“I’m fine, dude. I was just yawning,” I smiled at him and rushes to the kitchen area. We stayed in the penthouse. So all six room are in here. Two floors, one living room, one kitchen, one dining room, and one freaking Jacuzzi! The rooms aren’t that big, just the regular size of hotel rooms. But hello, you cannot protest when you had this kind of facility.
“Whoa, I’m starving guys. Pass me one of those please, Niall?” I ask politely. When Niall’s about to take one of the food, Harry quickly snatches it and handed it to me. I pause a bit and looking to his eyes before finally taking it from his hand and mutters a “thank you”.
We finished our food and talked for a good 2 hours. When it finally time for us to get ready for rehearsals. Well, our biggest gig is next week. We definitely have to be ready. And I’m telling you, I’m nervous as fuck.
“Let me throw it all guys,” Niall offered. With a help of Zayn, everything is clean now. Well, we could’ve called the cleaning service, but we can be responsible. Even if we’re not famous. Everybody has responsibilities, right?
I stood up and walk back to my room to take a shower and get ready. When I’m about to close my door, I feel something, well someone, hold my door. So I opened it back and Harry showed up. His hands are in his pocket and he’s smiling at me.
“Um, Louis, about last night,” He started. Then I quickly pulled him to my room and closed the door. I shushed him and told him to sit.
“What about last night?” I ask.
“Well, you know, I know that this is hard for you to accept. Damn, Lou. Its so fucking hard for me too.” He rubs his hand on his forehead which is frowning really hard right now.
“I know. But we have to do this, right?” I ask. Lifting his face to me. He nodded. And that’s when I saw the tears coming out from his eye. “Hey, don’t cry. Look, we just have to be strong okay?” he nodded again. Then wiping the tears away. He hugged me, he hugs me so tightly that I can’t even breathe. But I don’t mind for one bit. This hug lasts for a minute, when he finally let go, he smiled at me.
“We can do this, Lou. We definitely can. We just have to be strong, right?” he said. Forcing a smile.
“Yes, Harry. We have to. Even if we didn’t want to.”
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FanfictionThree years ago, he never thought he would be like this. He never thought that he would felt this kind of feeling. The feeling that you can't easily change. Yes, Love. He never thought he would fell this hard. As he promised to keep it to himself, e...
