Chapter 27

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Harry's pov:

"How did it go?" I mutter through the phone.

"You want the real answer or the answer that'll make you feel better?" Liam replies.

"The real one." I sigh.

"How about I come to your house and talk to you so I can hold you back before you do anything stupid." he says slowly.

"Fine," I agree and hang up the phone, knowing that he's most likely right that I'll go do something dumb out of rage like I always do. I sit on the couch for a few seconds before realizing the build up of nerves that I was containing. I begin to pace the room impatiently until the door finally opens.

Liam walks through the door in a sweatshirt and jeans, obviously not prepared for a surprise visit to my house.

He just forces a fake smile that clearly foreshadows his sad explanation of how I broke Darsey.

"Was she crying?" I ask, my voice small and almost unrecognizable.

"A lot," he replies and I wince.

"Explain everything." I say shortly.

"We'll she came in crying and Louis was comforting her before calling me down to comfort her while he went after you. she just cried on my shoulder for a while before falling asleep. Louis carried her into her room and..." he hesitated, his voice trailing off.

"And what?" I push even though I know it will piss me off.

"He didn't come out until morning." he said softly.

I run my fingers through my hair and curse under my breath, a jealous flame igniting.

"Now you have to do some explaining." Liam spoke up.

"And why is that?" I look at him.

"Why'd you do it? you obviously still like her." he questioned

"I... it's a long story." I mumble.

"I got time," he replied.

I sigh, giving in slowly. I briefly explain James's hate for me and his wanting of revenge for 'a past incident', and that he demanded I do it or she'll be harmed. I don't go into detail, knowing that he'll most likely tell Louis and maybe even Darsey. But who cares? she probably hates me anyway.

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