The Assistant // Louis Tomlinson

41 - Sisters at Heart

dedicated, once again, to my best friend and sister Hannah_Banana27 also known as Hailee;) I love you forever and im so glad you are able to be such a big part of my life and so close to my heart. youre my always<3 nothing can tear us apart

Torn

"We're back," I say softly, slipping through the door back to the room with the boys. Louis follows close behind and closes the door once we are both inside.

"You guys okay?" Zayn asks, sounding concerned.

I nervously rub my hands up and down my thighs, but smile as I respond, "Yeah. We're fine."

"Where's Harry and Hailee?" Louis asks, noticing the two's absences before I can.

"Talking in the bathroom. They went in there when you guys left," Niall explains.

"Oh, okay. So..." I trail, suddenly feeling awkward before Liam decides to speak up.

"What are you guys gonna do?"

"We are going to make it work," Louis sighs, placing his hand on the small of my back, gently comforting me.

The boys all purse their lips and nod in understanding.

Suddenly, the bathroom door opens, revealing Harry and Hailee who join us with intertwined fingers, letting us know it all went as well as it could between the two of them. I'm thankful for that much.

"Hey, guys." Hailee gives a slight wave. Her face is red and tearstained, but she's smiling.

"Son of a bitch," Michael mutters before striding over to the couple. The look he wears makes him appear scarier than I have ever seen Michael. If looks could kill, Harry would have dropped dead at our feet already.

"Mikey, calm down," Hailee soothes. He's being a good brother, but none of us want this going anywhere.

"No!" he screams, walking up so that he is in Harry's face. "I've known this guy longer than you have, Hails! I've seen what he's like with women!"

Harry's face physically drops at his words, before a sudden anger slowly begins to cross his features.

"He takes 'em and leaves 'em! He's a pig and doesn't give a shit for who he knocks up! He probably already has his offspring all across the world and doesn't even know it! That kid is going to get older and you'll have to tell him all about how he may or may not have siblings but isn't sure because his dad is a man whore!"

That's all it takes for Harry to grip his chest before throwing him away. Michael stumbles back a bit, but doesn't loose his balance--or his death stare, for that matter.

"Shut up! You have no idea what you are talking about!" Harry screams, pointing his finger sternly at the now red haired boy.

"I know you are a stupid fuck who fucked up and fucked my sister and fucking knocked her up!" he screams back. His face is beginning to match the color of his fiery hair, making the uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach churn.

I shoot my eyes back and forth between the two livid boys, unsure of what to do from here.

"You're an asshole drop-out who was too much of a dumb fuck to do anything but pluck G-strings in his garage with his buddies!"

Michael lunges back at Harry full-force with fists swinging in the air. Harry is already prepared for the attack, and deflects it easily before elbowing his gut, hunching him over for a second before he stands up and swings again, this time hitting him square in the jaw. I can see Harry's lip split open as soon as Michael's bloody fist retracts to his side, ready to swing again.