It's Gotta Be You

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Liam's POV

After watching Gracie storm back in the cabin,she looked like she was trying so hard not to cry in front of me. It all made me more confused than I already was.

What had her worried that I would hate her? I could never hate her; there was too much love to form any negative feelings towards her.

I took a moment to gather my thoughts and walked back in, finding Zayn and Harry outside her room, muttering things.

"What's going on?

"Gracie's in her room crying pretty damn hard" Harry said, walking away from the door.

"How bad does it sound?"

Zayn shook his head, walking away "Well, every few moments she sounds like she's having difficulty breathing, just from how intense the crying is"

This only made me more concerned. If she was crying that bad over something that might have happened, or maybe already did, it made me worried about how her depression and anxiety might handle it.

"You guys, you don't think she'll do anything; do you?"

Zayn patted my shoulder "Gracie wouldn't do anything like that; you're just going to the worst scenario here"

"If anything, she'll put her pain into a song" Harry said, shaking his head.

My mind started imagining things, making me wonder if she was going to do something that actually might leave me hating her. I didn't think it was possible, but then anything, anything si possible.

I groaned. This is going to bother me, but it's not like I can just go into her room and demand she tell me everything. That would just cause problems that neither or us really needed.

"You could try talking to her" Harry suggested.

"It's not the right time"

"But, Liam"

"No! She is dealing with this in her way, and she'll open up to us at some point, but now is not the time"

Harry put his hands up in defense, while Zayn just shook his head. 

Louis walked out of his room and looked at Gracie's door, confused "What is going on?"

"Gracie's having a fit in there" Zayn answered.

I knew how bad her anxiety was, and this was probably a panic attack in the making.

Louis gave me a look "Why?"

"She asked me if I could ever hate her, then we kissed, and I told her I loved her and that I could never hate her" I said, mad that he would assume I caused this.

Louis' expression softened and he suddenly looked guilty.

"Lou?" I asked, making him clear his throat.

"Yeah?"

"Do you know what's wrong with Gracie?" Zayn asked.

Louis looked unsure of what to say, but just slowly nodded.

"Well what the hell is it?" I asked, raising my voice.

He looked down.

"Lou, you gotta tell us" Harry said.

Louis pushed through us and shook his head "I'm sorry, but no. I don't have to"

My expression changed "Louis, she is in there crying!"

"I can't"

"And why is that?" Zayn asked, shooting him a glare.

Louis looked at me and sighed "It's not my secret to share"

I heard the guilt and disappointment in his voice. It seemed like he wanted to tell us, but he didn't want to lose Gracie's trust. As frustrating as this situation was, I couldn't be mad at him for that.

"Besides, it's going to happen whether you know about it ahead of time, or not" he sighed "And it'll be less stress to her if you don't know about it. She doesn't believe that, but I know it"

"What's going to happen?" Harry asked.

"It doesn't matter, because it's going to happen; you'll find out soon enough" Louis said, going back in his room.

I didn't think that I could get anymore confused, but here I am.

It was a given that she was hiding something; something that had her convinced that I could hate her. 

I looked at her bedroom door one last time, hoping I could just piece together this whole mystery, before whatever is supposed to happens actually happens.