Chapter 15

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As soon as we get into the house, we're stopped by Liam.

"Might not want to go up there right now, Alicia is throwing an absolute fit," He says.

I bite my lip. Alicia lived here with the three boys, and I had only managed to meet her once since she was always out partying.

"What's wrong with her?" Harry asks Liam, a concerned look on his face.

He shrugs, "Not a clue. She won't tell me."

I sigh. I guess we weren't having sex yet.

"I guess I'll go try to talk to her," Harry says, letting go of my hand and kissing my forehead and whispering, "Eventually, love."

I watch as he walks upstairs. "It sounds like she's throwing things," I say, plopping down on the couch.

"She was when I went up there. All I could make out was that something happened with her boyfriend or something," Liam answers.

I was about to ask when she came home, but Harry came running down the stairs, while a book was being thrown at his head, and missing only by inches. He comes over while Liam is laughing his ass off. Harry shoves Liam lightly.

"She obviously won't talk to me either," Harry says with a small chuckle. I shrug. I had a lot of sisters. Maybe I could help.

"I'll go see if I can help, I guess," I say, going upstairs cautiously and peeking my head around the corner of the hall. Her bedroom door was shut so I proceeded down the hallway. I knock gently.

"Harry, I swear to god if it's you again I'm going to rip your dick off so you and Louis never have sex!" I hear her shout, and I bite my lip to keep from laughing.

"Alicia, hun, it's me, Louis. You can talk to me about it if you like. I know I'm just a stupid guy too, but I grew up with a lot of sisters.." I trail off, waiting for an answer. There's a long pause, and then the door opens.

"You can come in," She mutters and moves aside. I walk over to her bed and sit down. Her room was littered with arizona tea cans, and had sweaters and leggings strung all over. I look around at her walls, that were covered with pictures of her and friends. One in paticular stands out to me. It was of Harry, with a giant smile on his face, cake smeared along his nose.

I point to the picture and ask, "What was that from?" I was grinning like an idiot, and had forgotten that I was supposed to be helping her.

She smiles a little, "That was from his 20th birthday. Liam had offered him a piece of cake and then smashed it in his face when he started to take it."

I laugh, and gaze at the picture some more. She pulls it off of her wall, and hands it to me.

"Here, you can have it. You're good for him Louis. He's so happy when he's with you," She says.

I smile at her, blushing, "Thank you. Harry means a lot to me. Anyways, what's wrong Alicia?"

She sits down with a small sigh, and hesitates. "My boyfriend Oliver.. We were at his friend's party, and he said he was going to get us drinks. I was dancing with Leah, the other girl that lives here. I don't think you've met her yet, she stays with her boyfriend Max most of the time. But I was dancing with her, waiting for Oliver to come back, and when 30 minutes passed and he still wasn't back, I went to look for him. He wasn't in the kitchen, so I went outside to where the pool is and he was sitting in one of the lounge chairs with some girl between his legs, with his hand down her pants. I walked right up to them, and slapped him in his face, and stormed off into the house and got wasted. This was all last night. I have a huge ass hangover and I'm pissed and-" She stops, and sobs into Louis shoulder, and Louis wraps his arms around her gently.

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