He's taken, I'm broken (Louis Tomlinson)

Chapter 27

"Tell me!" Louis repeated.

I shook my head again. Louis' eyes were flickering back and forth between me and Harry. Harry looked troubled, like he couldn't make up his mind.

After a few minutes of silence he sighed.

"I can't." He said slowly.

"What the hell do you mean by you can't?"

"I'm sorry Louis but I can't."

"What the hell. If it concerns me then I want to know. I should know. What is it?"

Harry glanced at me. "I'm not the one who's supposed to tell you."

"Then who the fuck is supposed to tell me?" He shouted.

Harry turned his face to me causing Louis to do the same.

"Tell me Lauren." He said through gritted teeth.

"No."

He narrowed his eyes and started walking towards me. He stopped when there was only a few inches gap between us.

"Tell me." He pressed.

"No." I said.

"Tell me." He repeated.

I shook my head slowly.

"Bloody hell. Tell me right now!" he shouted.

"No I won't." I shouted back at him.

"So everyone knows except me? you told them but not me?" He looked a little hurt.

"I did not tell them." I answered.

"Then how the fuck do they know?" He was trying to cover up the hurt with anger.

"They found out themselves. I never told them. I never wanted anybody to know." I explained.

"But I want to know. If everybody found out then whats the point of hiding it from one person?"

I hesitated. How was I supposed to answer that? "I can't tell you. You can't know."

"Why the fuck not?" He asked.

"You just can't. Please stop asking me Louis. I'm not going to tell you."

He started to say something but then stopped. "You know what? Fuck you. Fuck you and the shit. I don't want to know." He stormed off.

Now he's mad at me. Shit. This is my fault. I looked at Harry. "Thank you for not telling him."

"I really think you should tell him Lauren. He deserves to know."

"No he doesn't."

"Don't start that shit Lauren. He explained to you that he didn't cheat. Stop blaming him." Liam said.

"Whatever. I'm tired. I'm going to sleep." I said.

"What? No. We need to talk about this." Niall said.

"There is nothing to talk about Niall. I'm really sleepy and tired. Today was a long day for me. Good night." I said.

"But....."

"Goodnight." I said firmly and then left.

I heard footsteps following me but I ignored them. When I reached my room I turned around to find Ari standing there.

She put her hands on her hips.

"What?" I asked.

"You're seriously being so stubborn. I think you should tell Louis too."

"Oh so now you're on his side?" I raised my eyebrows.

"There are no sides Lauren. I really think you should tell Louis." she sounded annoyed.

"I don't want to talk about this right now. I'm going to sleep." I said and turned my back on her.

***

I was awakened by the alarm next morning. I opened my eyes and realised that Lily was not with me. I got up and went to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and changed my clothes.

When I reached the living room I was greeted with good mornings from everybody.

Lily was playing with Ari and Niall. Liam was sitting on the floor just watching them. Harry and Louis were not there. And Zayn.... I haven't seen Zayn for a few days.

"Guys. Wheres Zayn? I haven't seen him for a while." I asked.

"He's spending time with Perrie. He spends most of the break with Perrie." Liam answered.

"Oh. And wheres ummm Harry and Louis?"

Niall and Ari exchanged glances.

"What?" I asked.

"Well. Louis dragged Harry out of the house as soon as he woke up. I don't know where they went." Ari responded.

Shit. "How long have they been gone?"

"Half an hour I think."

Shit. Shit. Shit.

What if Harry tells him. What if Louis forces him to tell him or threatens him. Shit. I'm dead. Oh my god. No. No. No. No.

No.

"Lauren. Are you okay? Lauren??" I blinked a few times and my eyes focused on Niall's hand which he was waving in front of my face.

"What?"

"You looked like you went into a shock." He answered.

"What if Harry tells him, Niall?" I asked, worry lines forming on my forehead.

"He won't." He assured me.

"But what if he does?"

"Why are you so worried. Why don't you want Louis to find out?" He questioned.

"Because."

"Because what Lauren? He's not going to murder you."

"You don't know that."

"What. Are you afraid of him?" He looked surprised.

"What? No! Why would I be scared of Louis." I answered a little too quickly.

"Well. You sound scared."

I diverted my gaze my gaze away from him. "Okay maybe I'm a little scared." I admitted.

"What. Why the fuck are you scared?" he asked.

"Well, he will surely get angry when he finds out I've been keeping it a secret from him and you know how he gets when he's angry. What if he tries to take Lily away from me? I don't want that to happen. Lily is the only reason that I'm still breathing. I don t know what I will do if he takes her away from me." My voice lowered at the end.

"He would never-"

He was cut off by the loud banging of the door.

Harry came into the living room. When he saw me he mouthed 'sorry'.

What? No! Did he tell him. Oh please no.

Louis came rushing in behind him. He looked mad. And by mad I mean really really mad. Super mad. His face was red and he looked like he was about to explode.

"I can't believe you." He shouted at me.

"No Louis. I can explain."

"Shut the fuck up. You can't explain this shit. You excused me of cheating when you were doing the same thing?" He screamed.

What?

"What do you mean?" I was really confused.

"Oh. Don't act all innocent. Harry told me. This is what you've been hiding from me?"

"What?" I asked, scared of the answer.

"That Lily is Harry's daughter." He shouted and kicked hard at the sofa.

What. The. Actual. Fuck.