One Really Hot Night(One Direction Fan Fiction)*Completed*

Chapter 13: Broken Heart

 Chapter 13: Louis's Family

-Two weeks later- 

  I felt really bad for being sick most of the time at Zayn's family house. I think they understood though. It was time for us to leave and go on to Louis's house. Is it bad that i wanted these to hurry up? I just wanted to go home. I think i was getting really bad homesick. That's not like me, i need to fix that. I can't get homesick expecially with going on tour soon. 

  "Hey babe, are you okay," Harry asked. I nodded, "Okay well your sister said she would pack for you this time, since you're still feeling sickly," He said. I nodded once again. 

  Harry's been acting weird lately. I can't place it though. Harry left the room, a few minutes later Zayn came in the room. "Are you okay," He asked. "Yes why does everyone keep asking me that," I asked. "Because we are all worried about you," He retorted. "I'm just thinking. Has Harry been acting strange to you," i asked. "A little, I don't think he came back last night," He said. "He didn't. Well he didn't come lay in bed with me," I said. "Do you know where he went," I asked. "No, he didn't tell anyone,"  he replied. I just nodded, and looked away. All i could think of was bad senerios. 

  Everything was packed in the van. We all said our goodbyes and left, headed to Doncaster. Harry was sitting beside me, but he wasn't really there. He stared out the window, not really wanting to talk to anyone of us. 

    Harry's Pov 

  Dylan looked a bit upset, like she could tell that something was off about me. That's not a lie though, something has changed about me. I feel ashamed, i feel bad, and just wrong. I can remember it all, which was the bad part. I don't want to remember any of it. I would feel so much better if i just didn't leave last night, then i wouldn't be in the situation. I need to tell someone. It feels like its eating me alive. I can't stop thinking about how hurt Dylan is going to feel. I seriously hate myself. What makes all of this worst is that the ride to Doncaster is a bit long. 

  I need to tell her as soon as i can. I pulled out my phone to text her. 

Me: I really need to talk to you about something. 

Dylan: Okay? Should i be scared? 

Me: Please just wait. 

Dylan: Okay. 

Dylan's Pov

  I got a little worried after those texts with Harry. 

I was getting really hungry. Thank goodness we stopped for some food. I'm pretty sure Harry was going to want to talk to me here. We all got out, and I stumbled to the door. Harry put his arm around me. "Can we go for a quick walk," He asked. I nodded. We walked away from the others where they couldn't hear us. 

  "I messed up, Dylan," Harry said. "What do you mean," I asked. "Last night while i was walking around, this girl came up to me and started talking to me, at first, I thought it was harmless, then she started talking about sex, and wanting to have sex with me. I said no, then she kissed me, and sat on my lap, i didn't pull away, i kissed back for a few seconds then pulled away. I'm so sorry Dylan," He spoke. 

  Tears were streaming down my face, I couldn't help it. I turned away and walked away. I walked straight to the van. I sat in there and just cried.