Give Me Love

A Phone Call - Part 9

Almost the whole night Harry stayed up looking through Haley's file. There wasn't to much information in it, witch was surprising and disappointing. But what he did find was a name of a woman, he's assuming her birth mother, a phone number. 

Harry felt himself grow angry with the lack of information that was in the folder, his current emotional state not helping of course. He threw his phone across the living room where he was currently sitting on the ground. Since there was so little information, it meant that this was about to get a lot more messy and dangerous for all three of them. They would have to go physically find whoever that woman was if Haley was that desperate to get her answers. The last thing Harry wants is Haley in danger, there's nothing he can do to stop her, but she'll be protected, he'll make sure of it. 

He gets up and walks to where is phone was laying on the ground, he can feel his body aching from the lack of sleep, but he doesn't really give a damn. He picks his phone up and see's that screen is cracked but it still turns on and works. "What a shame, people can still contact me." He says to himself sarcastically. 

He stuffs the phone in his pocket and walks to the kitchen, pulling out a bottle of liqueur from a cabinet. He goes to grab glass but changes his mind and puts his hand back down beside him. "Won't be needing that." He says before taking the cap off of the bottle and throwing his head back to take a big gulp of the deathly liquid. 

Just as his throat begins to burn, his eyes do too, not being able to top himself from thinking about Haley. He looks down at the bottle. It's the same liqueur they drank together at the bar the first night they met. He feels tears threatening to escape his eyes. He turns his sadness into anger and throws the bottle onto the ground making broken glass fly everywhere. "Fucking Hell!" He yells at no one. He grabs a different bottle and walks up to his room to drown his pain, leaving the shattered mess behind him. 

The next morning Louis wakes up and calls Harry to ask when they should come over but he doesn't get an answer. He tries three more times and still nothing. Finally he decides that he's just gonna go pick up Haley and show up at Harry's, he has a spare key. 

He pulls up to Haley's house feeling a little nervous and confused, when Harry was flirting with Haley it made him upset, so he thought maybe he had romantic feelings for her, but once Harry backed off, it was like they went away. Maybe he was wrong about how he felt, maybe what he felt wasn't jealousy, maybe he was just being a protective best friend. He of course loves her, but not in the way he thought he did, he loves her in an older brother protecting his younger sister way. 

Haley opens the door and sits down in his car expecting him to drive off but he just sit there staring in front of him. Haley lifts her hand up and places it on his shoulder pushing him to get his attention. "Hey, are you alright?" She asks him furrowing her eyebrows. "Ya ya, I just...I need to say something, it's gonna sound completely random to you, but I just need to say it OK?" He says finally looking at her. "OK, ya sure." She says feeling confused. 

"I love you, you know that right?" She shakes her head and smiles a little. "Of course I know that Lou, I love you too." He smiles at her. "As just your best friend right?" He asks trying to clarify what he meant. She looks away feeling a little awkward, she hoped Louis didn't have feelings for her, it would mess up their friendship and confuse her, she's already confused enough about Harry's sudden mood change. 

"Yes I love you as my best friend, my only friend, you're like the brother I never had." She said not trying to sound harsh. "Good good, good me too, I just had to clarify that, I love you and would do anything for you, include protect you, even if protecting you, means I might get hurt, anything for you kid." He says, both of them feeling relieved as he starts the car and drives towards Harry's place. "God you're right that was random, are you on your man period or something?" She says lightening the mood. Louis laughs to himself. "Just looking after you." He says keeping his eyes on the road.