Chapter 5

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Today was another date for Siva and Harry but even as they sat in a café , disguised, Harry was giving Siva the silent treatment. And Siva was completely confused at what horribly wrong thing he did to upset his boyfriend. 

"Marcel," his code name in public, Harry thought it was very clever. "Why are you mad at me?" Siva asked for about the 50th time that morning, it was only about 15 minutes into the date. Though Siva considered it eating by himself. Harry didn't say anything, he just drank some tea and looked out the window. Siva sighed and got up to pay the check, since he decided there was no point. Harry looked up as he stood up.

"Steve," Harry finally said, Siva turned around and sat down. "Going to see your slut."

"My slut?" Siva asked, disgusted Harry would think that low of him.

"Yea, you're girlfriend." Harry spat. Siva chuckled and rubbed his forehead.

"You mean Nareesha?" Harry nodded and but angry that Siva laughed at his discomfort. "She's my beard. Fake girlfriend. My best friend." Siva explained. Harry's face and tone softened.

"You should have told me. I don't want to find out by an interviewer when you directly in front of me." Harry explained. Siva leaned over the table.

"Sorry," he pecked Harry's lips. " Won't," peck "happen" peck "again" peck. Harry giggled and smiled widely before taking to Siva about Louis and Tom.

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Louis tweeted that he love The Wanted newest song, Show Me. he had been pondering it all morning as the tiny bear set beside him.

He didn't know.

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Louis woke up from his nap on his couch by frantic knocking on his door. slowly he made it to the door, attempting to make his bangs look okay.

"What do you think you're doing?" Tom said as soon as he opened the door.

"Hello to you too," Louis replied with a raised eye brow.

"let me in. can't discuss this outside."

"not until I know you're not going to hurt me." Louis said mentally added more than you already do.

"fine." Louis stepped aside and Tom walked in, furious.

"Why are you so mad?" Louis said closing the door. Tom stopped pacing around and froze, staring at Louis.

"What was that tweet about? some fans think one of us stole your phone or tired you to a chair, to try that?"

"I wanted to show my fans that I don't hate you."

"That's what the interview was for. you can't make to much of a change in a few days, the public doesn't like that." Tom ran a hand through his hair. He really looked at Louis who was leaning nonchalantly on a wall, shirtless. he saw the scar from the abortion. Because he is male, they had to cut it out. "Put on a shirt."

"Why is my shirtless body is tempting?" Louis smiled at his joke.

"I just don't want to see...it." Tom said turning his face. Louis looked down confused and saw the scar, he grabbed a hoodie from the closet he was standing next to. All of a sudden, he felt so self conscious.

"Here's another death threat by a 12 year old girl." Tom said putting the letter on the kitchen island. "Its hard making sure the rest of my band doesn't see it, but I can't stop the tweets."

"I didn't know. I thought I was helping," Louis whispered, crossing his arms. Tom's temper faded as he heard the sudden sadness in Louis' voice. Guilt overwhelmed him as silence filled the room. Louis went over to the kitchen and got out a beer and started to take huge gulps of it, than he grabbed another and another. Tom didn't want to watch him self destruct, do he went outside and called Siva.

"Seev, are you with Harry?"

"Not right now, why?"

"Long story short, I'm with Louis and he 's going to kill himself. Give me Harry's number." Siva quickly gave up the number and Tom told him he'll explain later.

"Harry?"

"Who's this?"

"Tom, I'm at Louis apartment. Please come." he hung up because he didn't want to hear another scolding.

Taking a deep breath, he walked back in and saw Louis doing the same thing, when he left.

"What would make you feel better?" Tom asked, Louis out down his third bottle and glared at him. " Wanna take a punch at me or something?"

"I actually just wanted that baby, even if you were not in its life. I just wanted the baby."

"that couldn't happen. we're in boy bands and I'm getting married."

"I wish I never told you."Louis said taking another swing. " I wish I never loved you."

Tom sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"I would do it ask over again for the sake of my band and my fiancée." Tom said, his words like knives. "Should I take you somewhere, pay for a vacation for you? I would do anything but I can't love you back."

Louis turned to face him, "Than kiss me. You're straight right, it wouldn't mean anything, even less than getting me pregnant." Tom froze mouth moving frantically, trying to find words.

"I'll be cheating on my fiancee" Tom finally said.

"Like when you slept with me?" Louis countered. Tom knew it was a losing game, but slowly he walked over to Louis.

"Tell me this, why do you even like me? It's like the sun wishing the see the stars ."

"You encouraged me to became famous and when we met, before the feud, you were so sweet." Louis confessed. Tom sighed when he did in front of Louis.

"One kiss?"

"Nothing more, nothing less. For 10 seconds"

Tom leaned down pressed his lips against the Louis and was cutting the second in his head. He tried not to think about how soft Louis' lips were. He didn't hear the door open, but he didn't hear Harry say. "What the fuck?"

They jumped apart, Tom mumbling he had to go and Louis lightly banged his head against the cabinets.

"Um, what happened?" Harry asked.

"I made Tom kiss me." Louis said still banging his head.

"Why?" Louis stopped and told Harry the whole story.

"Louis, did it help?" Harry asked, he sighed and still his head.

"now I can actually remember his lips." there was a beeping going off in Harry's . Harry checked it.

"It never happened. From Tom ."  Harry read aloud. Louis started to cry.

"I don't know why I was expecting Happily ever after." Louis grabbed a fourth bottle and started to gulp it down . Harry grabbed it and put it down.

"He didn't have to come over. Could've talk to you on the phone. It might mean something."

"Tell me another lie." Louis said, picking up his bottle, wiped away the tears and looking at Harry who sighed.

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