Daddy Direction.

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"Hazza wake up! The breakfast in this place is amazing, come on you won't get anything if you're not quick" Louis' was kneeling over me when my eyes fluttered open and I smiled as he leaned back. "Good morning to you too."

I stretched out, widening my legs so that Louis lost his balance and fell from the bed. I laughed and sat up, seeing his head poke up from the bottom. "I'm gunna get you for that Styles." He jumped up and I knew what was coming so I tried to untangle myself from the sheets but he caught me and pinned me down, tickling me and planting kisses all over my naked torso. He stopped, still pinning me down and we began to kiss before a knock at our door startled us.

Louis got up from on top of me and paced over to the door, motioning for me to get ready. I skipped into the bathroom and through the thin walls I could hear him and Niall rave about our first night in a hotel together as a band.

My eyes opened and I rolled onto my back. I sighed as my eyes stung from all the crying I did last night, and I really hoped that I was all cried out. I sat up and looked around the room, feeling the pain in my chest hit me. I ran a shaky hand through my hair and glanced at the clock, everyone would be wondering where I am.

I slowly pulled the covers away from me and climbed out of the huge bed that was meant to be for me and Louis. I turned around and looked back over it, feeling my heart break even more before heading into the shower.

The hot water raced down my body, and I let it get hotter, knowing it was making my skin go pink. It felt nice, like it was washing all my troubles away.

Afterwards, I slowly got dressed and perched on the end of the bed, mentally preparing myself for seeing Louis. I took my time to slip my boots on, and close the hotel door, and walk to where breakfast was being served. When I arrived I could see Liam round a corner and I hoped he was on his own. But, to my dismay, all the lads were sat with him, including Louis.

Louis stared at me, but I looked down to my feet as I approached the table, and when I looked back he was talking to Niall.

He was acting like nothing had happened and being his normal self. It hurt me that he could just pretend like everything was ok when my heart felt like it was in my boots, and cut into a thousand tiny pieces.

I sat down at the table, none of the boys saying anything to me, but I caught Zayn and Liam exchanging worried glances. Liam got up and returned with a plate of food that he placed in front of me. I smiled and thanked him, tearing apart a croissant. I kept tearing it into smaller pieces, unable to actually put any of it in my mouth.

I looked back over to Louis, who was also sat with a full plate, moving some pieces of toast around.

He could pretend that he was fine to everyone else, but I knew him better than anyone and I knew he was hurting too. He did a sideways glance over to me, when he saw I was watching him his features grew sad and he dropped his piece of toast onto his plate.

Liam coughed and Zayn got up, gently slapping Niall on the shoulder motioning for him to follow. They both left and Liam cleared his throat again but still didn't say anything. Louis knew that some deep talk was coming so quickly got up, but Liam grabbed his arm. "Hey I wanted to talk to you."

"I know but I don't feel like talking, I'm fine." He shrugged Liam off who sighed but looked at me.

"Are you ok Harry?" I nodded, but small teardrops started to fall.

"Harry can I talk to you?" I looked over to Liam who was approaching me with a serious look on his face.

"Yeah sure what's up?" He pulled me into our shared bedroom and sat me down on his bed.

"It's about you and Louis."

"Oh." My eyebrows knitted together.

"It's pretty obvious to me, and the other lads, that there is something going on between you two." I shook my head laughing.

"What do you mean, we're just friends."

"Harry, you don't need to lie to me." I sighed and shook my head again.

"I mean... Sure I guess I like him as more than a friend but I can deal with it, he doesn't think of me like that."

Liam stared at me and a smirked. "Are you sure about that?" He pulled his laptop out and showed me our recent video diary. "Watch Louis very closely." When the clip finished playing I looked back at Liam.

"So?"

"Harry, he likes you as 'more than a friend' too, but I just wanted to tell you to be careful, in this industry you can't like boys and it could go wrong for all of us." I nodded.

"I will be careful Liam don't worry, nothing bad is going to happen."

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