In Love With My Bandmate (IN PROGRESS)

Drama

Harry's Point Of View

I don't know what came over me. He was talking about Taylor as if she isn't lying in the fucking hospital.

That prick deserved the punch though. Although, I won't deny that the punch was only for him saying that. I needed someone to take my anger out on and Simon happened to be there.

I still haven't figured out who ran Taylor over and I haven't talked to Louis for a couple of days.

"Harry!" Niall exclaims, out of breath. See, I am not the only one that is out of shape. Mentally and physically.

"That was one hell of a punch!" Liam says proudly, patting me in the back. Louis doesn't say anything. He doesn't even look at me. 

"Simon deserved it. The way he was talking about Taylor!" Niall grits his teeth. "I would have punched him as well."

I laugh at that. Niall is the weakest person known to mankind.

"Guys, what are we going to do about our record producer? I am pretty sure that Simon is fired." Louis finally speaks up. 

I hadn't thought of that. "We'll hire a new one." Niall answers, as if its the simplest thing in the world.

"It's not going to be easy." Liam says. 

"Of course it's not going to be easy. But we can't make music without a record producer!" Niall argues back.

"I could ask Taylor for advice?" I offer. Every face in the crowded bathroom brightens up. I can't help but roll my eyes.

It's ironic how Taylor is our savior of everything.

"Now let's get out of this bathroom and  get some food. I am starving!" Liam says, patting his stomach.

"I can't. I need to do something."Louis looks gloomy. 

Liar. He just doesn't want to see me.

"That sucks, man." Liam says. 

"I can't either, I have a meeting with a policeman." I say. Louis looks at me in surprise. At least I am not a liar.

"About Taylor?" Liam questions. I roll my eyes.

"What else could it be about?" I reply.

Liam raises his hands up in defense. "I don't know, that parking ticket you got yesterday?"

"I don't want to talk about that!"

"So I guess that it's just us." Niall says to Liam, changing the subject.

"Why don't you guys ask Zayn?" Louis suggests.

They both scoff. "As if. He hasn't answered any of my messages." 

"He is way too busy with fucking Gigi." 

Oh right. Zayn is "dating" Gigi. He is just playing with her. But I am not one to judge.

"All right then find someone else. I am going to go." Louis waves goodbye and leaves.

Louis' Point Of View

I know that Harry thinks I am lying about having somewhere to go but I am really not. I am going to go see Taylor.

I need one thing and it's only her that has it.

I wave goodbye and leave the room. I have a cab waiting for me. I climb in. "Swan River Hospital, please." I say without looking at the driver.

"Oh dear Lord!" the driver exclaims when he sees me.

"Excuse me?" I forget that I am famous sometimes.

"Three members of One Direction in a week!" he ignores me. 

"That's good and all but can you please take me to the hospital? It's important." I say getting a bit annoyed.

"Of course! But can you please sign this paper for me?"

I look at him strangely.

"It's for my daughter!" he says quickly.

I nod and he hands me the piece of paper. I quickly sign it and pass it to him. "Can we please go to the hospital now?"

"On it!"

I get to the hospital in a few minutes. I tip the driver and get out. 

I walk to the receptionist.

"What room is Taylor Alison Swift in?" I ask her politely.

"Are you another fan of hers?" she asks suspiciously.

"What?"

"We have had a bunch of her fans come here" the lady answers.

"Well, I am certainly not a fan!"

"Are you a hater?"

"What? NO! I am a..." I stop. What the hell am I to her.

"Friend." I say.

"What's your name?" the lady asks, still suspicious.

"Louis Tomlinson."

"As in the gay guy in One Direction?"

Seriously? Is it that fucking obvious?

"NO! Now can I see her?" I ask, getting angry. This stranger has no damn right to question my sexuality.

"She is in room 13."

How ironic.

I walk to her room and open the door.

Taylor looks surprised to see me come in. I do not blame her.

"Louis. What a surprise." 

"So you have probably heard that Harry and I broke up, right?" I get straight to the point.

"Yeah." she answers. " But there is something else you should know."

"What?" I don't expect anything to be more important than this.

"I think I know who ran me over."