Moan {HIATUS}

Guilt and Girlfriends (13)

Zayn~

I hear a knock and I get up from my couch. I open the door and there stands a teary Harry. He sniffles and hugs me. I hug him back, pulling him, and closing the door with difficulty.

"What's wrong Harry?" I ask as I rub his back.

"They are still forcing me to get a girlfriend." He blubbers.

"What? What are you talking about?"

"Ma-management. They are still forcing me to get a girlfriend even though I am pretty much da-dating CeeCee." He cries into my shoulder. It's a pitiful site. Harry crying, weeping, onto my shoulder, us just standing in my entryway.

"Go sit down in the kitchen. I will make you a cup of tea, yea?"

"O-okay." He releases me and walks, shoulders shaking, into the living room. Harry is sensitive when it comes to dating. I know that dating was a sacred thing for him. He always wanted dating to be something he did only when he was sure about he felt the person, and he was sure they felt the same way. And management has completely removed all meaning of the whole thing for him. They say they are getting him a girlfriend because his "womanizer image" is getting out of control, but he isn't a womanizer, he rarely has one night stands, other than the videos (but I don't personally think those count considering they are forced). It's all the press wanting to make another star look terrible.

It's sad really, Harry had first taken the news terribly. When management got him his first "girlfriend", he froze up. He didn't talk, he didn't eat, he basically didn't live. Except for when he went out on his "dates". The contract ended and finally Harry was back. Now they are doing it to him again. I am sorta glad he is having some sort of reaction this time.

"Here, it's hot." I hand him the cup. He, at least, has stopped crying. He sips the tea and stare off into space. "Harry?" He looks at me, "it'll be okay. I promise."

"You can't promise that, and you know it." He says quietly, before sipping more tea.

"I know, but if you and CeeCee really like each other, I am sure you can work through it." I try and soothe him. I don't think it's working.

"I don't know." He sighs. He has this look on his face, the look that he gets when everything seems completely hopeless. I saw that look when we were booted off of the X-Factor. I saw that look when we were shooting the 'Best Song Ever' video and they made him keep reshooting one of his part's. I saw that look when Louis and Niall first went and told management about their relationship. It's a look of a mixture of sadness, hopelessness, and despair.

"Harry, I will always be here for you. Okay? Always! You can talk to me about anything." I cross my legs and sit cross legged on the couch. He looks as if he is about to say something, but then he just drinks more of his tea. "Is there anything else?" He sighs.

"Yes."

"What is it?" I ask.

"It's the videos. Zayn I can't-"

"Harry," I interrupt him, "You can't do this again."

"But I feel so guilty. I feel like I am lying to CeeCee, Louis and Niall are being used, and sex now means absolutely nothing anymore."

"Harry." I can't really say anything else.

"No, seriously Zayn. I had decided that sex was going to be this sacred thing between me and a girl I loved that we did because we loved each other, but now it's something I do to keep a secret." He says sadly.

"I'm so sorry Harry." It's all my fault.

"I just feel so guilty." He says brokenly.

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SOrry it's so short, I am having an existential crisis at the moment