Chapter 31

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Darsey's pov:

I walk through the front door, smiling and waving at Zayn as he drove off.

"How was lunch?" I hear Louis ask from the work out room. I walk in to see him shirtless, doing press ups.

"It was... It was good." I force a smile.

He pauses and sits up, looking at me. "What happened?" He asked, seeing through my lie.

"Nothing," I stutter.

"Darsey." He pushes. I stay silent when he stands up. "He was there, wasn't he?" He steps closer to me, the anger towards Harry clear I'm his voice. I nod slowly looking at the ground.

"What did he say?" He asks.

"He said that he was forced to break up with me; Then he asked me to forgive him and..." I trail off.

"And he wants you to get back with him." He finished, running his fingers through his hair and sighing. I nod. "He was forced to? That doesn't make sense at all." He folded his muscular arms.

"I know," I agree.

"Are you getting back with him?" His voice is so quiet and hesitant it causes my heart to sink.

"I... I don't think so." I sigh, confused.

Louis glances at the clock and frowns. "My team is leaving soon. I need to shower first but I'll be back down to say bye before I leave." He says quietly before walking past me and scaling the stairs quickly.

I make my way into the living room and sit on the couch, letting out a loud sigh. Why can't I be a regular teenage girl living a regular life? In high school life was perfectly normal. Niall, Liam, Zayn, Louis and I would hang out all the time and go to the football games or the dances. I never really hung out with girls to avoid the drama they caused, but everything was amazing. Even when I graduated and moved in with Louis and we still lived perfectly normal. Then I just had to run into Harry and flip my whole world over. It feels like I haven't known him for almost 4 months already. It's gone by so fast; But at the same time I feel like I've known him for forever...

Eventually Louis comes back down the stairs with his suitcase.

"How long are you going to be gone?" I ask.

"3 days," he replies shortly. I frown a bit, not wanting to be alone when I'm stuck in this situation.

"Okay," I reply. He gives me a soft comforting smile before holding his hand out to help me up. I take it without a moment of hesitance and he pulls me into a hug. I wrap my arms around his neck, letting go if all my worries for that moment.

"Be safe, love." He mutters sweetly.

"Good luck, Lou." I smile back. He returns my smile and grabs his bags before walking out the garage door.

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