Tower

Chapter Eleven

Lillian's POV

"Wait a minute. Are you wearing what I think you're wearing?" Harry questions, having an 'aha' moment. We're in the kitchen -which I haven't even left since I arrived- washing the dishes Harry, Liam, Louis and Zayn have used today.

"What do you think I'm wearing?" I wiggle my eyebrows, messing with Harry.

He shoves me slightly and flicks some bubbles at me, saying, "You, my friend, are wearing Niall's clothes. And that means you stayed at his house or you were visiting earlier and got your clothes dirty."

"Well, you, my friend," I copy Harry, flicking bubbles back at him, "are quite dead on. I stayed at his house last night because I was too lazy to go back to my house."

"Too lazy or you didn't want to?"

"A mixture of both, I suppose." I answer Harry's question, sounding all sophisticated.

"What happened after I left, though? Like, did you freak out and start throwing things when you got to his house?" He asks me, making me laugh.

"I feel like I should be offended by that, but I'm really not." I say, making Harry laugh a little. "But, no. I didn't 'freak out and start throwing things'. I took a shower, brushed my teeth, then went to bed."

"Are you guys good now, then?" Harry asks me another question.

"Um, I'm not mad at him anymore. Other than that, I'm not sure. We haven't talked about what happened, and I don't know if we need to. It's all very confusing." I tell him honestly.

Harry rolls his eyes at me -what for? I've got no clue- and tells me, "You are only making it confusing. If you're cool with it and he's cool with it, just leave it be."

"You're telling me to just sweep it under the rug? Everything that goes under the rug comes out eventually, Harry." I sigh, wondering how my relationship thing with Niall became so complicated.

"No, Lillian. I'm telling you to vacuum it and throw it in the trash." He says sarcastically. "It isn't sweeping it under the rug if it isn't a problem."

"Do you really think he's okay with it?" I ask, unsure if Niall really is okay with what happened.

"Don't know why he wouldn't be, Lil." With that, Harry and I finish cleaning the dishes, then head to the living room to check on the others.

"How are they doing?" I whisper to Niall as I sit next to him on the floor. The three heartbroken boys are sitting on the couch -taking up the entire thing, might I add-, watching a movie while cuddling with each other. And as strange as that sounds, it's actually really adorable.

Niall turns his head to look at me and whispers, "They seem to be doing okay right now. I mean, earlier they were acting as if someone died, so this is a step up."

"Someone did die, though." I pout. "Actually, an entire ship sunk and killed everyone on it."

"Haha, very funny, Lily." Niall rolls his eyes.

"Could you be anymore couple-y?" Louis snaps at us.

"Just because you don't have a girlfriend doesn't mean I can't." Niall snaps back at Louis.

"Niall," I give Niall a stern look, "you know he's just broken hearted."

"It's not like she's even your girlfriend. She could be sleeping around for all you know." Louis says, huffing.

Next thing I know, Louis is being dragged off the couch by Niall. I see Niall throw the first punch and then everything becomes a blur. Harry tries to stop them, but ends up getting punched in the process. Liam and Zayn are in the same position, acting as if nothing is happening. They're probably in their own world and don't realize what's going on. Although, that's very hard to do with all the yelling going on. The sight in front of me becomes sickening and I run out of the room, going back to the kitchen.

After a good ten minutes someone walks into the room. I look up and see that it's Harry. "They've stopped." He tells me. I look down at me feet and shake my head.

"They both stopped when they realized you left. They're washing up now." Harry continues to speak to me, even though I haven't responded. "Niall's really sorry."

"I don't care if he's sorry!" I scream, "They're brothers, and they we're hurting each other."

"It happens sometimes, Lily." He says calmly.

"They're taking each other for granted. One day something's going to happen and they'll wish that they cherished them more." I say, tears welling up in my eyes.

Harry sees that I'm about to cry and hugs me. "Please don't cry." And that's exactly what I do; I cry. I don't stop until I hear Niall calling for Harry and I.

I'm wiping the tears from my face as Niall walks into the room. "Are you okay?" Niall asks, rushing to comfort me.

"I'm fine." I tell him, pushing him away from me.

"Are you mad at me?" He asks. "I'm sorry, Lily. I really am." I ignore him and leave the room. I end up in the living room with Liam and Zayn watching the rest of the movie with them.

"How are you two doing?" I ask them as the movie ends and their attention is on me.

"Better than Louis and Niall are right now." Zayn answers, making me chuckle.

"Definitely." Liam agrees with Zayn. "Pretty sure Niall broke Louis' nose."

"Did you see Niall, though? I'm pretty sure he got it worse than Louis." Zayn tells Liam.

"Yeah right. Niall may be a softy, but when someone talks bad about a person he loves, he isn't afraid to go all out." Liam argues.

"But Louis is frustrated and angry, so he had all of it pent up. He did way more damage than he recieved." Zayn replies, geting very into the conversation. And then they start going into a heated debate one who got beat worse. I'm slightly worried that they'll start throwing punches, but I'll let them be for now since they're not moping anymore.

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AN: It's been a little while, hasn't it? Sorry about that. Hope you like this chapter! Vote or comment if you'd like. Love y'all!

-CookiesandBrownies