Soon, I know I'll wake from this dream.

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My phone starts ringing about an thirty minutes after I dropped Louis off. I'm laying on my back watching the tv aimlessly.

 

"Hello? Louis..?"

 

"Harry..." I can tell he's crying on the other end...it went badly, and I'm going to kick Nick's ass.

 

"What's wrong baby, what happened? I'm on my way. What happened?!" I speak frantically as I grab my keys and leave not knowing if I even closed the door behind me.

 

"He...N-Nick he.." He chokes up. My frustration at not knowing what's happened as become unbearable.

 

"Louis please tell me what happened!"

 

The line went dead.

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Louis's POV

"I love you too, Harry Styles." I told him as I crept out of the seat, and through the door slamming it shout. I waved at him as he drove away and he honked. I take a deep breath, mentally preparing myself for this.

I step into the diner type place, looking around for Nick's familiar face. We spot each other simultaneously and he makes his way over to me with open arms, the look on his face is not something I've seen before though. I honestly can't tell why he is glancing over to his side. I'm about to look over there when he engulfs me in a bone crushing hug.

Did he honestly think we were this close? I think to myself.

"I'm so so sorry Louis..." I pat his back awkwardly barely making an effort to hug back, no. We were not this close and- wait what? I pat one more time before he let's me go.

"Sorry for what?" He shakes his head, clearly not willing to say anymore. I furrow my eyebrows, watching him cautiously. He walks us back to the table he was seated at before I got here silently. Taking a seat across from him, I think of options. What is going on with him? Is he on drugs again like Harry was talking about? I smile at him and chuckle as a way of getting him to look up at me, from where he is currently throwing fireballs at the floor. He's avoiding looking at me. Why? If he's just going to ignore me, than I can call Harry and tell him this was pointless, right? Wrong.

"Well. There's no leaving now." I hear a voice behind me. All to familiar, and I don't have to turn around to know who it is. Goosebumps arise on my skin, I can feel the hairs on my body sticking up everywhere. My eyes have gone wide and my mouth has gone dry. Why.WHY WHY. Is all I can think. I stare at Nick wondering WHY? How can he do this to me? How does he know about any of this?

Has he been playing our 'friendship' this whole time? Why would he do this? What's going to happen to me? Am I going to die? All of those questions aren't being spoken out loud as I sit there dumbfounded in pure awe. Not in the slightest the good kind of awe. More like watching flames lick you house down to ashes with your loving family inside kind of 'awe' while you stand there, helpless.

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