I'm Here, Love (One Direction)

Chapter 8

SORRY IT'S BEEN A WHILE BUT I'VE BEEN BUSY. :( I'll try and make it up in this chapter!

Chapter 8

"Jess, come out. You've been locked in there since last night." Louis said. "Breakfast's ready."

I opened the door to find Louis with a worried expression. His frown lifted at the sight of me.

"I'll eat in a second, ok?" I said.

"Glad you're okay." Louis chuckled as he walked down the hall.

I've been sitting in Harry's room the whole night, refusing to talk to Louis and especially Harry. I didn't get much sleep with hundreds of different thoughts running through my mind. My life was a complete mess and I spent the whole night figuring out solutions to my problems. In the end, I came up with nothing. All I wanted was to sleep and never wake up. Things would of been so much easier.

"Jess?" Harry knocked before walking in.

"Get out." I mumbled as I buried my face in his pillow.

"It's my bedroom, after all." He laughed as he took a seat on the bed. "What's going on?"

"Nothing."

"Liar." Harry put his hand on my shoulder. "Tell me, please."

"What happened to us?" I asked, dropping my head down as I avoided eye contact.

"What do you mean us?" He asked.

Harry acted like nothing ever happened. Fury filled my body as I lowered my eyebrows at him.

"Are you saying you forgot? A little over a week ago you were saying how much you wanted to be more than just a friend! We even kissed, Harry. You promised to sort things out just for me. Maybe I was expecting too much, but the fact that you were begging me to watch that interview yesterday made me think that you were going to fulfill your promise. Especially since that whole week the subject of you and me was barely even brought up! Instead, maybe you were just trying to rub in my face how happy you were with Catherine. And don't deny it, I saw you guys on the couch last night." When I finished, I realized I was practically yelling.

Harry didn't say a word. Silence filled his bedroom.

"I just thou-" I continued to go on before I was cut off.

"This is why your mad?" He asked calmly.

"Yes, this is why I'm mad!" I yelled. "Maybe I'm overreacting, but it's because I realized how in love I am with you. And this sounds selfish, but the thought that I'll maybe never have what Catherine has pisses me off."

Harry didn't respond, again.

"I'm crazy." I murmured as I buried my face in my hands. "Forget I said that. I'm sorry."

A few seconds passed as I waited for a response.

"Please say something." I said.

"No, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I made a promise I can't fulfill." Harry looked away.

Those words hurt. He broke his promise. I felt like my whole world was crashing down.

"What?" I stuttered, speechless.

"Look, I know I said I'll sort things out with Catherine. But I can't. Management thinks we look good together. I was going to say something about us at the interview but I couldn''t. Maybe staying with Catherine would be best. Best for me." Harry reached out to place his hand on my cheek.

"Don't touch me." I backed away as I slapped his hand from my face. "What about the best for me?"

"You'll get over it, trust me. I'm sorry. I still have feelings for you but what about Catherine?"

"Next time, don't try to play with someone's feelings when you're unsure of you're own. Thanks, Harry. You've officially made me feel like bullshit." I stormed out of the room, holding back the tears.

"Jess!" Harry called from his room.

"What's wrong? Where are you going, Jess?" Louis asked as I walked past him.

"Away from here." I answered as I slammed the front door shut.

To be honest, I actually didn't know where the hell I was going as I walked to my car. But there was one place, for sure, that I didn't want to be. And that place was 'my' flat.

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Louis' POV

I walked into Harry's bedroom to find Harry sitting on his bed with his face in his hands. Maybe Jess told him she was pregnant. Was he crying?

"Oh my gosh, Harry. What was that all about?! I just saw Jess storm out and she didn't look very happy." I asked. "Did she tell you?"

"Tell me what?" He lifted his face from his hands.

"Nothing. Tell me what happened."

"I screwed up." Harry ran his fingers through his hair and his eyes wandered across the room.

"What do you mean?"

"Me and Jess kind of had a thing." He said, reluctant to say more.

"Well of course, I could tell just by the way you guys looked at each other." I rolled my eyes, waiting for Harry to say more. "Continue."

"She's upset I can't be with her. After all, I made a promise to her I'd sort everything out in the end for us to be together. But I'm with Catherine. Maybe Catherine is the best for me. For my career, at least."

"For your career? You shouldn't let your career affect your fucking love life, Harry. Is Catherine even the best for YOU? Not your career."

Harry knew I didn't like Catherine. In my opinion, Catherine was a total bitch controlling Harry. Using him for fame. She was beautiful, I know that. But is he really happy with her? All I hear is Harry on the phone fighting with her and rushing to her flat to spill his 'love' to her so hell wouldn't break loose. But no matter how much I disliked Catherine, I had no say in who Harry wanted to date. My only choice was to be happy for my friend.

"Catherine's the best for me." He assured.

"Harry you're stupid." I blurted.

Harry's knuckles began to clench.

"Louis, you don't know anything about this!" He yelled.

"I'm just trying to help! Jessica really needs someone right now but now it's definitely not you!" I began to shout back.

"I'm the one whose been helping her all along!" Harry stood up, looking down at me. "You don't know what you're talking about. I know you hate Catherine but I told you it isn't your choice! I'm staying with her!"

"This isn't about fucking Catherine! It's about Jess. Harry, there's another side to her story." I lowered my voice. "I just can't tell you. Not now, at least."

"What the hell do you know that I don't?" He snarled, ready to throw a punch.

"Harry, calm down." I said, backing away.

"Just tell me!" Harry shouted.

Jessica was going to kill me for telling Harry.

"Jess is pregnant."