Who Knows? L.T

Chapter 27- I Think Its My Time.

I was about to pick up the phone and call him when the door rang.

I opened it to see Harry with a worried look on his face.

"Hey babe, I was just about to call you. Do you wanna come in?" I said smiling.

That wide grin didn't stretch across his face.

"No this will just take a second." He said.

I got a little scared.

"What is it?" My voice became a little shaky.

"Bella I'm sorry." Was all he said.

"No Harry, please." My legs started to feel weak and my arms numb.

"I'm so sorry that I did this to you. I'm sorry for taking you out and getting you to like me. Bella I like you a lot but I'm not the one who liked you first and I can't do that to who did. What we had was great but it can't happen now." He said and his eyes got watery.

A tear fell down my face.

"God, don't Harry." I said with tears flowing down my face rapidly.

He pulled me in for a hug and kissed me on my hair.

My arms clung to my sides as if glue were holding them to me.

"I'm so sorry." He faintly whispered on my head.

I knew what words were coming next.

I hated them.

I just shut my eyes as tight as I possibly could.

"Bella." He said.

I just stood still.

"We're done." He said and walked away.

I opened my eyes and saw him getting into his car.

He stopped and ran his fingers through his hair.

He punched the dashboard making the car shake and threw his face into his hands.

Then he drove off.

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding in and sons flew out of my mouth.

My legs gave out and I laid there on the ground crying.

My phone vibrated and I threw it somewhere in the house. 

Then I got the strength to get up and walk in the house.

I feel like complete and total shit.

First Louis, and now Harry?

Could I be just that horrible.

Louis and I weren't even really dating he was just teaching me exactly how I should be and act with my real boyfriend.

But I think that, no, I know that I grew feelings for him.

Feelings of pleasure when I'm around him. Feelings of confidence in my self that he showed me. Feelings of wanting to touch every last part of his body.

Harry on the other hand.

I grew feelings for him too.

Feelings of lust and sex. I felt pleasure with him just not the same as with Louis.

But it hurt like hell being rejected by him too.

I went into the bathroom and wiped my red eyes swollen from crying and fixed myself.

I brushed my hair and I got angry.

I hate my hair now.

I want a change.

I went back into the front room and sat down on the couch with my favorite pillow.

I inhaled the cool linen breeze scent and it calmed me down.

A few seconds later someone walked into my house.

Just the person I needed to see.

"Bella." He said walking over to me and pulling me into his chest.

"I am so glad you're here." I said.

"It's ok." He rubbed my back.

"It's not, Niall. I just want to cry." I wiped a tear from my face.

"Don't." He said.

"Why?! I was freaking led on my your best bud and used again by your other one!" I snapped.

"That's not true." He said.

"Then what the hell is, Niall." I was pissed.

"Louis did not lead you on. He really likes you, ok? He cares for yo too. He is not the type to be in a relationship and he was scared. He was scared of being hurt and Harry sure as hell didn't lead you on. He freaking loved you! He didn't feel that it was right to take away someone that Louis really cared for so he let you go." Niall explained.

"What the hell could Louis be scared of?" I was still angry.

"You." He simply said.

"Me?" My tone lowered.

"Yes, he was scared you didn't feel the same way." He said.

I opened my mouth in shock not knowing what to say.

"It's ok, I still love you even after snapping at me but it's Louis you should be talking to." He said standing up.

He gave me a kiss on the forehead.

"Thanks Niall." I said.

"No problem love." He said and walked out.

I sat there and tried to process what Niall just told me.

It wasn't adding up.

I needed to here it from him.

Not more than 2 minutes later Louis walked in.

He walked in and sat in front of me on the couch.

"I'm sorry." He simply said.

I crossed my arms at him.

"What could you be sorry for Louis?" I asked my voice shaky.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry for trying to teach you to have sex! I'm sorry for kissing your sweet lips and touching your soft body. I'm sorry for, for introducing you to my friends and making you like Harry. Im sorry for loving the way you bite your bottom lip. I'm sorry for cutting you out of everything. I'm sorry for really starting to like you. I'm sorry, ok." He wiped a tear from his eye.

"It's ok, Louis. I just didn't want you to shut me out. I wanted the truth." I said.

He pulled me in for a hug.

"I really like you Bella. And I think that if we teach each other what we both want to know then this, us, we can work out." He said into my neck.

"I really like you too, Louis and I will be glad to try." I said.

We pulled away laughing.

"Your hair looks different." He said.

"Ugh, I hate it right now I think I wanna die it." I said laying back on his lap.

"Oh, what color?" He asked wrapping his arms around my waist.

"I don't know yet but most likely brown maybe some blonde fringe." I said.

"You'll still look hot." He kissed my neck.

"Thanks." I leaned up.

Oh my god.

Harry.

"Oh god, Lou?" I shot up putting on my shoes.

"Yeah, what?" He said.

"Where is Harry?" I asked grabbing my keys.