Secret Sister

Chapter Fifty-Two

Chapter Fifty-Two

My chest was hit with pain, like it was being stabbed with knives. 

Over. 

And over. 

He told me he loved me, not in the way I would of liked, but he did. 

And I didn’t say anything, nothing to stop him from walking out that door. 

“I’m sorry”

A simple, “I’m sorry”

It would of done nothing to stop him but at least I would be able to have said it again, maybe he could of left without me thinking I hate him. Or believe that the feeling wasn’t mutual. 

Louis glanced at me and I avoided all eye contact. I could tell he was wondering what our outburst was about, why he stormed out and who he was talking about and who he loved. 

Why did there have to be cameras? 

And Louis around. 

The living room seemed a lot smaller when no one spoke. The walls seemed to close in and every move echoed through the tiny space. 

“Abby” I glanced up from my train of thought and stared at Louis. “What was that?”

“What was what?” I asked him. 

“You know what I’m talking about” Louis sighed. 

I sighed back, “If I knew, I would tell you” I lied. 

“You have to know something” Louis pried, “I’m not an idiot, I saw the way he stared at you in the interview and lets face it we all know something was up with you guys and the song titles” 

“Louis, it was nothing” I groaned. 

“Just tell me” 

“Then ask him, he’s the one that stormed out of the interview” I finally yelled. 

I pushed the wheels of my chair quickly out of the room, towards my bedroom. I didn’t hear Louis come after me, or anyone at all. 

I stared at the cast on my leg, the only ting stopping me from getting in the car right now, and driving away. To my favourite place in the world. 

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Harry’s POV 

When sunset hit, everything seemed limitless, even for a the moment, I forgot about everything. The boys, the interview, even Abby was able to leave my mind.