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Chapter 7

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LOUIS' POV

Before I can unlock my phone Harry slowly lifts the blankets off the bed and slides in.

I look at him and smile.

"Louis," he says.

"Yeah?" I answer.

"We really need to talk," he replies.

Talk about what. I honestly don't even know what to tell him and I know he's just going to ask questions about Eleanor.

"Then talk to me Harry, because honestly I don't even know what to tell you."

"Seriously? You basically signed our entire relationship away and you don't even know how to talk about it?" He shouts as he sits up against the headboard.

This escalated quickly.

"Yeah Harry, it was over a month ago what the fuck am i supposed to do about it. I can't go back and not sign it. It already happened. So stop giving me shit for it," I exclaim as I sit on the edge of the bed, I really didn't plan on arguing tonight.

"Oh really? I give you shit about it? It's been over a month and I haven't even known how to address it Louis! I can't help but feel like our relationship is nothing! People are starting to believe your guys' relationship is real! How the fuck am I supposed to feel!" He shouts at me.

He really shouldn't be yelling at me because I couldn't do anything about this.

"That's what they're supposed to thi- you know what, why don't you go and tell the boys that our relationship is more important than their lives! Tell them! Because if we come out then we will ruin their careers and that's all we have Harry! Don't you get that? How the fuck are we going to survive without jobs? Our relationship is obviously more important than anything to me but stop being selfish! We are jeopardising our brothers' lives Harry!"

He gets up off the bed and paces back and fourth across the room but I try not to pay attention so I turn away.

I suddenly heard a loud thud and I turn around to see Harry on his hands and knees on the floor.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry I'm not good enough for you," he pleads. "I'm sorry I'm not a girl and I'm sorry I can't please everyone."

I rush over to him and lean down and hug him. I hug him so tight and I feel as if I'm going to cut off his circulation. This man means so much to me and I can't even imagine how he feels about all of this. He needs to know that he's perfect for me and that he's my soul mate. I don't have to see pictures of my partner with another girl all over a magazine. He does. I don't have to constantly be reminded that I'm not good enough for the public, he does.

He's the one that's getting all the shit for this.

I feel tears run down my face as I hold on tight to Harry.

My phone starts to vibrate so I pat his back and get up to find it.

I pick it up off the dresser to see Liam's name vibrating in my hand.

Wiping my tears, I slide the answer button and put the phone to my ear.

"Hello." I say, trying to sound as normal as possible.

"Hey Lou, can you- are you crying?" He asks.

Shit.

"No, I'm fine. What's up?" I ask trying to make him forget about the fact that I'm sniffling.

"Where's Harry?"

"He's uh, right here." I reply.

"Put him on the phone please." He kindly says, not asks.

I press the phone against my thigh, "Harry, Liam wants to talk to you."

Harry looks up from the floor and his eyes are blood shot red and he throws his head back down.

"Liam, Harry doesn't feel well and-"

"Louis, please." He interrupts.

I hand the phone over to Harry and before he can say anything he just breaks down and starts sobbing.

I start to walk towards him but he stands up and runs to the living room.

I'm gonna give him time.

This is hard and I need to stop pushing him and let him vent and Liam is the perfect person to help him.

I hear muffled sobs, "Liam I-I don't know how to feel." I hear Harry sob into the phone and I get up to turn the light off.

I slowly walk to the bed and tuck myself in and try my hardest to not cry, but fail as I continue to hear the love of my life cry.

LIAM'S POV

Television is so overrated. People spend loads of money on these nice tvs when really, they're worthless.

Why the fuck would I want to sit down all day and just stare at a giant screen when I can be out enjoying life.

I mean I know that now I can't even go outside without being trampled, but I like it in all honesty.

I love knowing how much we are loved.

That's what keeps me going.

Before I know it, I jump on my bed and pick up my phone. I wanna hang out tomorrow with someone.

No not Andy we hang out all the time. Can't call Niall he's probably knocked out, same with Zayn.

So I find Louis' number and decide I can ask him and Harry if they wanna chill.

I press the call button and the phone rings four times before I hear a sniffled "Hello."

"Hey Lou, can you- are you crying?" I interrupt myself. Is he?

"No, I'm fine. What's up?" He quickly answers.

I know he's lying, he's the worst at it.

Him and Harry are probably arguing.

"Where's Harry?" I calmly ask because I know I'm just going to have to talk to one of them and give them some brotherly advice.

"He's uh, right here." Louis replies, he sounds somewhat occupied?

"Put him on the phone please." I ask.

I wait a few seconds before he replies again.

"Liam, Harry doesn't feel well and-" bullshit, something's up.

"Louis, please." I plead. If Louis won't tell me what's happening then I know Harry will.

"Harr-" before I even finish my word I hear Harry sobbing in the phone and it sounds as if he's running.

Once I hear him settled I ask, "What's wrong Harry. What's happening?"

"Liam I-I don't know how to feel." He replies while he sobs into the phone.

I sigh. I'm guessing its about that one girl that got hired for Louis.

I'm not too fond of her either.

"Talk to me about it Harry. Get it all off you your chest." I tell him.

And Harry goes on for what seems to be hours. He explains to me how Louis doesn't pay as much attention to him anymore and how they don't spend as much time together although they live under the same roof.

It got to the point where he admitted to me he's jealous of the girl.

He truly thinks Louis will start to fall for her and I didn't even know what to tell him at that moment.