End Of The Day [A Niall Horan & Haylor Fanfiction]

Talking About Things

A/N: To be honest I've been really depressed lately, but I'm trying to update. :) So this is the next chapter, I know it's kinda short, but it's something. Oh and I apologize that it's another Haylor chapter, but I've kinda got a writer's block for Courtney and Niall. 

Check out the videos on the side, they're hilarious.

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After I left Zayn to his smoking and TV watching I went straight home. I had been planning on maybe stopping somewhere and getting a coffee afterwards, maybe looking through a couple shops, taking pictures with any fans I ran into. But now I was in shock because one of my best friends and my ex had been "getting it on" at one point. It wasn't even the fact that they're both guys that I find weird.

I just don't know how their fans figured out there was something not so brotherly going on between Harry and Louis before I did.

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I sit on my bed holding my phone, my thumb hovering over the call button.

"Oh just suck it up Taylor," I say to myself, tapping the green button and bringing my phone to my ear.

"Hey Taylor, what's up?" Louis answers on the third ring.

"I was talking to Zayn earlier and he told me some very interesting things," I say.

"What did he tell you?" Louis asks, sounding slightly nervous.

I let out a sigh, deciding not to drag this conversation on too long because it's late and I'm exhausted.

"He said that you and Harry used to have "a thing","

"What? He promised he wouldn't tell anyone! The little bastard-"

"Louis. He only told me, and he didn't even really want to," I say, trying to calm him down before he hangs up on me, "I'm not going to tell anyone Louis. . .I just wanted to ask you a couple questions," I add.

"O-okay," Louis says, and I can tell that he's shaken, nervous, and embarrassed. I feel bad, I shouldn't have called.

"You know what Louis? I'm gonna come over and talk to you, okay? We can even have a sleepover, watch some movies," I don't wait for him to answer before hanging up.

To be honest I just want to curl up in my bed and go to sleep right now. But Louis is one of my best friends and I can tell that he's upset that I found out about him and Harry's little secret, especially because Zayn told me. Plus, I always have fun when I'm with Louis. Hopefully, Harry will leave me alone, though.

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When I get to 1D's suite I straighten my outfit ( ), just in case it's Harry that answers the door.

Stop it!

It's not Harry that opens the door, though. It's Louis and he looks like crap.

He's wearing an old pair of gray sweats and he's shirtless, his hair is a mess and his face is tear stained.

"Oh my God! Louis!" I quickly walk into the suite and close the door before bringing Louis into a tight embrace. He hugs me back tightly and we just stand there in each other's arms for several minutes before I finally pull away and lead him over to the couch.

Once we're seated I quickly snuggle up next to him.

"Louis. . .was me and Harry's relationship only a- a cover up?" I ask, fearing the answer. I know that my heart will be torn apart again if I find out that what me and Harry had was just a cover up for him and Louis.

"No. What me and Louis had was over long before you even met him," Louis says and I can't help but breathe out a sigh of relief.

"Are you. . .gay or bi?. . ." I ask trailing off awkwardly.

Louis blushes, "Harry and I are both bi. . .but only the lads, you, and Ed know it,"

"Did. . .what me and Harry had. . .did it matter to him at all?"

Louis looks me straight in the eyes and smiles a little, "It mattered to him so much Taylor, trust me,"

I can't help but smile a little as I melt into Louis' arms and let myself drift off into a much needed sleep.

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"Why the fuck is Taylor here, Louis? And why the hell is she on top of you?" Harry's demands loudly. Thanks for waking me up Haz.

"We had a sleepover. . .we had to talk about some things," Louis says.

"What things?" Harry asks and I decide it's time to speak up.

"Things that you and Louis used to have," I say, sitting up so that I'm no longer lying across Louis' bare chest though I have to admit, it was rather comfortable.

"Why would you think that me and that that idiot used to have anything?" Harry says harshly, glaring furiously at Louis.

"I have my sources, Harry. Zayn told me and Louis confirmed it," I admit.

"Well, Zayn's a fuck-"

"Harry. You have no right to lash out at Zayn. . .or anyone really. Not after how you've been acting recently!" I snap, cutting him off.

Harry just looks down at his lap and we just sit there in silence until Louis leans over and picks up the remote from the coffee table and turns on the morning news.

"This past week Taylor Swift has been seen entering the hotel that One Direction is staying. Remember back in 2012 when "Haylor" was the big thing? He hasn't been spotted with as many girls lately so-"

Harry lets out an angry growl, grabs the remote and shuts of the TV before throwing it at the wall and stomping over to a chair and plopping down on it.

"And you wonder why I've been acting differently? Why I haven't been as personal with the fans! I can't be seen with a damn girl without everyone thinking that I'm fucking her! It's not fucking fair! None of this is fucking fair! I didn't ask for any of this. I never wanted to be in a stupid boy band. I never wanted to date celebrities! I never wanted to be some sex god! I don't want this anymore! I've had exactly two relationships in my entire life that meant something to me. . .only two relationships that felt real to me! One of them would probably have worked out if I wasn't in this stupid fucking boy band!" Harry jumps up off of the chair and runs down the hall and into his room, slamming the door behind him.

"We heard yelling?. . ." Liam emerges from the hallway, Niall following close behind.

"Tell them what happened, I'll go talk to Harry," I say before standing up and making my way over to Harry's room. I don't even bother knocking before walking in.

Harry's sitting on his bed, staring blankly into his lap as tears stream down his face. Damn, I can't stand seeing him like this, it breaks my heart.

"I don't really want to leave One Direction. Unlike some people I'm actually loyal," Harry says, his last sentence coming out slightly bitter. He doesn't look up instead, Harry just continues to stare down at his lap.

"I know you miss him, Harry. But you've got to accept that it was his choice, and that he deserves it and he's not coming back." I say walking over to him and sitting down on the bed.

Harry lets out a sigh and looks up at me with watery green eyes.

"I know he's not coming back, and I do miss him. But I'm sick of it, missing good things that are never coming back. I miss having a normal life, I miss there being five of us, I miss back in the beginning when everything wasn't so complicated, I miss when this used to be fun, I miss being younger, I miss not seeing myself on the news every other day, I miss not being seen as some womanizing player, I miss actually being on good terms with the lads, I miss being with Louis, I miss not having to worry about people finding out my sexuality, I miss you. . ." Harry trails off and looks down, one of his tears falling onto the comforter.

"Harry, some of those things you can't get back, but some of them you can. Things don't have to be complicated, you just have to let go and live life as it comes, and it can be fun again too. Harry, you're still young, hell I still see myself as young and I'm five years older than you. Ignore the rumors, I know that it's easier said than down, but you know that they're not true, so try not to let them get to you. Fuck your management, they're idiots, and come out as bisexual. Make up with the lads, they'll forgive you. And if you really want Louis then go and get him back!" I say. I feel really bad that Harry feels this way, he shouldn't. He should be having fun and living his dream.

"What about you, though?" Harry asks, almost shyly.

"I- I'll have to think on that one," I say quietly.

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A/N: I hope you all liked this chapter, it didn't end up being as short as I thought so that's good. Please go and check out my new story Wake Me Up it's an Ed Sheeran one (because Ed Sheeran is fucking AWESOME). The link for wake me up is below (if you're reading on quotev, for wattpad, just go to my profile and find it). The first chapter is up. Anyway, if you have Twitter go and follow me at skye4488. I just got it so I have like no followers, lol.



PS: I know that some people can't stand Larry, but I personally think it's cute, and if I want to have some touches of Larry in this story then I can, it adds some drama. Haha, maybe even a little Harry, Louis, Taylor love triangle. . .lmao jk. . .maybe. :)
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