Two Directions

Chapter 6

 Louis went home later that day, trying to act as normal as possible and Lucy and Harry decided to stay in and watch some Netflix. In the middle of watching Twilight, Harry suddenly brings up something...



"So you can't live without me, eh?" he nudged Lucy's shoulder and smirked.



"Since when are you Canadian with all your 'eh's', huh?" Lucy responded with a smug smile.



Harry squinted his eyes in annoyance returning his gaze to the movie. The current scene was when Bella asked Jacob to kiss her.

 

Lucy also began to look at the screen. Jacob began to kiss Bella. 
This reminded her of Louis.

 When she was on top of him. That remembrance quickly lead to another one. Of Louis jumping slightly and making their lips touch. Oh shit. Did that count as a kiss? Did she fucking kiss Louis? How could she even realise this now? She guessed she just simply didn't have enough time to think about it clearly... Did she cheat on Harry? It was just a simple accident. That's not cheating, right? 


"H-Harry..." she began, "I-I have something to confess..." 



Harry's eyebrows furrowed and he looked at her in confusion.

"What is it?"



"So , well, umm... I..." She paused and took a deep breathe in. 



"IsortasawthemessagesbetweenyouandJessica." Lucy said as fast as she could.



"Woah , woah, woah! Slow the fuck down. What?"



"I sorta saw the messages between you and Jessica." She said slower, in a way you could actually understand her.

Harry's eyes widened in shock. Yet they went back to normal size within seconds.



"Well... Now you know why I got fired from that job..." he said pressing his lips together.



"Y-Yeah..."



Even though the movie was still going on, there still managed to be an awkward silence. Lucy's eyes were still. Not like she was watching the movie or anything. It was the type of the stillness of the eyes where you can tell the person is in deep thought. Harry, soon realising this, decided to speak up.



"You seem to be thinking about something, babe."



"I am." she sighed.

"Ok, so look, I really can't lie to you anymore." she declared.



Harry's eyes travelled to the ground. Lucy could see him getting tense since he was fiddling with the edge of the sofa like crazy.



"Go on..."



"So..." Lucy's breathing began to turn shallow, "This morning-"



"Y-You lied about wanting to stay with me, isn't it? You didn't want to break up with me next to Louis, that's all, right?" Harry took his arm off of Lucy shoulder and started rubbing in between his eyes.



"How could I have been so dumb. Of course you wouldn't want to stay with me. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid." Harry muttered the last three words.



"H-Harry. You really need to stop assuming. That's not- That's not at all what I was going to say..."

Harry looked up. "How the fuck am I supposed to believe that?" 

"Don't you think I would have broken up with you by now?"

Harry's eyes gleaming with hope.

"Y-You really don't want to break up with me?"



"Really." Lucy smiled, "But this also isn't good news what I'm about to tell you. Yet , as long as you let me explain, it should be fine. It's just that I can't keep this a secret any longer."



Harry took a deep breathe in and straightened his back turning his body to face Lucja.

"Ok. Tell me."



"It happened this morning, before you woke up. I was checking up on Louis, making sure he's ok, ya know? Since he was our guest and everything. Then I saw some soil on the table beside the sofa.", Lucy pointed behind Harry.

"So I, being annoyed since it was clearly you who knocked the plant over, tried to go over to the table to clean it up but umm... I tripped. On a bump in the rug. And I landed on Louis."



Harry's eyes slightly squinted, like he was jealous or holding back his anger. 



"Is that all?" An eyebrow went up.



"N-No..." Lucy said looking down and fiddling with her fingers, "So Louis, instinctively, tried to sit up but that only got our faces closer together. As soon as that happened, you opened the door to our bedroom which made Louis jump. Causing our lips to umm... ehh..."



"Touch. Causing your lips to touch, right?" Harry questioned. A hint of spite in his voice.


Lucy nodded, ashamed. Harry turned away and shook his head slightly as if though in denial. 



"That fucking prick."



"Harry, it's not hi-" 

Harry interrupted by putting his finger over Lucy's mouth and getting his phone out with his free hand.



"Spare you words, babe. I need to talk to him. Don't worry, no fighting." He smiled reassuringly.



Lucy watched Harry stand up and walk out of the living room. 

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Author's Note

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