Hush: A Louis Tomlinson Fanfiction

Fall

"Well, both have us have seemed a bit sad lately," Louis said, completely dropping what we were just talking about. "So, I know what can cheer both of us up." He walked over to his closet and pulled out the largest squirt gun I've ever seen. He pulled out a second one and handed it to me.

"Water gun fight in five minutes!" Louis yelled standing in the middle of the house.

"I'll be right back," I said running into my room. I pulled out my swim-suit and put it on.

I ran back out and Louis looked like he might pass out.

"W-w-why did you um change clothes?" He asked me, still staring.

"Because I didn't want my other outfit getting wet," I said innocently.

Liam, Niall, and Zayn all walked out of their rooms with swim trunks on.

"Fine, I guess I'll have to join the shirtless club," Louis said with a smile, pulling off his shirt. With that, we all ran outside.

"Okay, on the count of three we go," Zayn said. "One...two...THREE!" All five of us began running in different directions with our water guns in hand. As I was running I felt a shot of cold water hit my back. I turned to see who it was, and I saw Liam. I took my squirt gun, aimed it square at him, and fired. While chasing him, I didn't realize that Louis was right behind me.

"I'm gonna' get you!" Louis yelled playfully.

"Not before I get you!" I said, turning around and spraying him.

"Ah! I've been hit! Guys help me, I'm down!" Louis yelled.

Liam, Niall, and Zayn all came running towards me.

"We have you cornered now. There's nowhere you can go," Niall said.

I was then hit by four streams of water. All of a sudden, I felt myself getting even wetter. It wasn't from the squirt guns. I looked up and saw that it started to rain.

"Oh crap!" Zayn yelled. Him, Niall, and Liam all ran into the house covering their heads.

Louis looked at me and smiled. He then held out his hand.

"Can I have this dance?"

"Why certainly," I said, curtsying.

As the rain began to fall harder me and Louis kept dancing on. It was probably the most fun I've had in years. Well, that I remember.

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I got up and started walking towards Harry's room. I knew that even if I found out the truth, I could never forgive him. I just had to know what was true. I didn't even bother knocking on his door, I just walked in. Closing the door behind me, I stood with my hands on my hips.

"Why," I said with a firm voice.

Sitting at his desk, he didn't even bother turning around. "Why what?"

"Why did you call me all of those things. All I want is the truth."

Sighing, he turned around in the chair to face me.

"With Louis, was that the first time you called me those things?" I asked.

"No."

"When else did you?"

"Whenever it was brought up. Whenever a guy said you looked pretty or something I'd manage to put the picture in the conversation."

"Did you tell Jackson? My best friend?"

"Yes."

I stopped talking for a minute. Jackson was my best friend back home. He was also my neighbor. Jackson and I had been in the same class every year since kindergarten. Being neighbors, made us really close. We never dated but we both really cared about each other, a lot. Jackson meant the world to me as a friend. To hear that Harry had manipulated his brain to believe that I was a slut, was mind-numbing.

"What did he say?" I asked, my voice still firm.

"He didn't believe me."

"So what does he still think of me?"

"He doesn't think any different of you. He didn't believe a word of what I said."

Okay good, Harry wasn't brainwashing everybody.

"Why did you say all of the things that you did?"

"I don't know, I guess I was jealous."

"Jealous of what?!"

"Everything. You always had more friends, you're smarter than me, you're popular."

"Harry, you're a freaking superstar! You said all of that when you were becoming famous! You couldn't have been jealous of me then. You have everything!"

"I-I know. I don't know. I guess I made the mistake of saying it once, so then I just kept saying it."

"So you called me all of those things to some of my best friends, just because you couldn't help yourself?! You know what, I hate you. I had very little faith in you before, but now it's all gone. You may be my step-brother, but I don't want anything to do with you. You are a monster, and you just have to destroy everyone else just so that you can feel satisfied. From this point on, just stay away from me."

Before he could say anything, I walked out of his room. I felt hot tears forming in my eyes. I was able to make it to my room, before I started to sob. Everything in my life was turning upside down. My step-brother, who I used to love meant nothing to me. I couldn't even talk to my dad. I can't remember the last four years of my life. My boyfriend is my brothers ex-best friend. Could my life get any worse?