F E I G N E D | elounor

~ s i x t e e n ~

It's important to note that all that was going through Harry's head was why wasn't Louis the one to help her?

Why was she even outside alone?

Why was she with that guy?

And what was that guy saying? Something about a fake marriage?

They all stood in silence as Eleanor backed away from Harry, sniffling and wiping the tears from her face.

~ E L E A N O R ~

I wondered how I was going to get myself out of this one but I didn't have too much time to think because Louis's eyes went from me crying, to a man with me in a dark alley and something totally wrong registered in his head.

"What the fuck did you do to her, huh?!" Louis asked, immediately coming to my side and shoving Harry with his other hand. I gasped as both men got heated.

Harry wouldn't fight that other guy in front of me but when Louis shoved him, he looked like he was ready to swing.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! I didn't do anything!" Harry yelled.

"Stop!" I yelled and stood between the two men. But both of them gave each other hateful looks.

"You should be thanking me! There was a man who was threatening and being rough with her and he wouldn't let her go. I heard her screaming and rushed to help her." Harry said through gritted teeth.

Louis's face dropped and he immediately looked to me with worry and cupped my face. My eyes widened in shock by his actions.

Did he really care?

"Oh my God, are you okay? I'm sorry I didn't check on you sooner." Louis apologized and began to scan my body for any damage.

"Louis I'm fine—" I began but stopped when he lifted my wrist to see bruising forming already.

"Who the hell did this? Who was it?!" He snapped to Harry who didn't appreciate his tone one bit.

"Why don't you stop talking to me like that and check yourself!"

"Excuse me?!" Louis scoffed.

"You're her husband! You're supposed to be protecting her! You should've been the one to come to her aid!" Harry yelled, and soon they were just yelling at each other.

"She said she was using the restroom! What the hell was I supposed to do!! Hold her hand while she uses the restroom!!!" Louis yelled back.

"Both of you stop!!!!! Please!!!!! My head. . ." I trailed off.

Both Harry and Louis looked to me with concern as I said that. I could tell Harry wanted to come come to my aid but had to told himself back when Louis took off his jacket and wrapped it securely around me, as well as his arm around my waist. He even went as far to kiss my head softly. I couldn't tell if he genuinely cared, or if he was putting on an act for Harry. Either way, it seemed to pain Harry.

"Okay, come on. Let's get you home." Louis said, and I nodded my head as he led us back to the door.

I couldn't help but look back at Harry who stood there helplessly in the dark. How could I leave him just like this.

"Is that all?" I asked Louis, and he looked to me confused.

"What?"

"You won't even thank the man who just saved the woman you love? Is that all I'm worth?" I asked him lowly.

He gave me a troubled yet confused look, and seemed to be having a debate in his head about what his next move should be. Finally he sighed, and turned back to Harry.

"Thank you for helping my wife, I am in great debt to you." Louis began genuinely. It would have been sweeter if he had done it on his own, but then again he probably doesn't really care about me that way.

Harry, on the other hand, didn't know how to respond to the man who 'took me' from him. Nonetheless Harry nodded his head, but didn't say a word.

"Would you please join us for dinner tomorrow evening?" Louis asked much to my surprise. I expected him to thank Harry, but he didn't have to invite him to dinner.

My eyes widened at that, and I looked to Harry with a panic practically begging him with my eyes to respectfully decline. That would be too much to handle all in one night, my old lover who I still very much love and my fake husband in the same room, at the same table. I don't know how Harry would behave around him, and what if he accidentally let it slip that he was the Harry I used to love.

"Oh no, that's quite alright." Harry said and shook his head no.

"Please, I insist. It's the least I could do." Louis insisted, pushing more for the dinner. My heart began to race.

Please say no, just say no and walk away, no, no, say no--!!

"Okay then." Harry agreed, making my heart drop. I began to feel uneasy imagining tomorrow's dinner already. Louis smiled.

"Wonderful. I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name." Louis asked, and extended his hand for a shake.

Oh God. . .

Harry looked to me before answering, "Harry." He said and shook Louis's hand. Louis nodded his head and looked back to me, obviously remembering the name.

"Harry huh?" Louis asked, looking from me back to him.

Oh my goodness. . .

"Well thank you Harry, I don't know what would have happened if you hadn't showed. I look forward to our dinner and getting to know you." I said professionally with a nod, giving off the impression I had never met this man.

Louis seemed to buy it, and put his hand back on my lower back to lead me back in the club, and home. But Harry seemed less than pleased with my tone ans his face seemed to fall a little. It crushed a little part of my heart, but I had to fight through it and turn around to leave with Louis.

"I'll have my assistant forward you information for tomorrow's dinner. Have a good night." Louis said, and led me back to the door.

I didn't bother looking back at Harry because if I did, I knew I wouldn't be able to bear the sadness in his eyes. Once the door closed behind us, the loud music from the club began to fill our ears again.

He said something, but I couldn't hear him over the music.

"I can't hear you!" I said, and he seemed to repeat himself but I still couldn't hear him. He gave up and held my hand as he led me out of the club.

"Who was it?" Louis asked.

He actually looked upset. It was almost scary. I felt like he was mad at me even though he wasn't.

". . .I don't know." I lied. If Louis knew who it was, then he would go telling everyone the marriage is fake.

Louis huffed. "Well whoever it is, I'm going to find them and they're going to pay for what they've done." He said, and with the cold look in his eye I believed him.