Two of Us // l.s

Not your baby

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Harry's POV

My hands were shaking so hard as I unlocked my phone.

This has got to be some sort of misunderstanding like, maybe she's just a friend rather than a girlfriend?

However, to my despair when I looked at Louis' recent twitter posts, I saw the same picture of him and this girl, as the one Gemma showed me this morning.

She was perfect. Thin, with gorgeous eyes and lips, much prettier than I could ever be. The caption for the photo said:

"I thought happiness started with an 'h', but now I realise it starts with 'u' @EleanorJCalder xxx"

Eleanor. Fucking. Calder.

I knew it. As soon as I saw the photo, I knew she looked familiar.

If only Louis had known what she had done to me, he never would have started dating her.

Would he have though? Would he have actually cared? I mean he shouldn't have been dating her in the first place, he was supposed to be dating me!

I guess he wasn't gay after all. Or maybe he just didn't like me. Either way, it broke my heart.

He probably just wanted to try something new, he was probably just curious.

It wouldn't be the first time that a boy pretended to like me but in the end, it was just a one time thing and we never spoke again.

Would that happen with Louis? I hope not, things would get awkward in the band.

I looked through some of Eleanor's posts and every time I saw Louis face, I felt a little pang in my heart.

I knew we weren't official, but I was starting to really enjoy being his 'boyfriend'.

There was this particularly cute one where Louis was asleep on the plane.

It said:

"@Louis_Tomlinson is such a cute sleepy baby <3"

I winced, that hurt to read.

"He's not your baby" I muttered under my breath in disgust.

"Harry, is that you? Are you alright babe?" Gemma standing at my door.

"How long have you been there for?" I asked worriedly.

"Just now." She replied.

I gave her a suspicious look,

"I promise" she laughed sitting down next to me.

"What's wrong Harry," she said wiping a tear away with her thumb, I hadn't realised I was crying.

"Nothing"

"Harry I can tell when you're lying, what is wrong, seriously." She said lifting my chin to look me in the eyes.

I stared at my feet.

"I miss the boys" I whispered,

Well, one boy in particular.

"Oh, Harry you are such a character, you have only been away from them for a day!" she laughed.

"Don't they get annoying? I honestly would love to have a break from them, if I were you. Well, maybe not from Louis" she smirked, her cheeks turning pink. We laughed together for a while before I spoke up,

"Gemma, do you have a boyfriend?" I asked curiously.

"No Harry, I'm still waiting for Louis William Tomlinson to suddenly realise that everything that he needs is right here. We belong together Harry, he just doesn't see it yet" she whined.

I chuckled; Gemma was so clueless.

"C'mon let's go watch a movie, I bought you loads of snacks earlier" she grinned.

We spent the rest of the night snuggled up on the couch, watching movie after movie. It felt good to take my mind of Louis, although I knew I would have to face him sooner or later. For now, I just wanted to enjoy the company of my sister, someone who truly cared about me and didn't use me or lie to me.

"Harry" she whispered.

"Yeah?" I said trying to find her face in the darkroom, the movie just ended, and the screen went black.

"I'm sorry if I made you upset this morning I didn't mean too; I just was trying to-"

I shushed her, making her stop what she was saying.

"It's ok Gem, really it's ok"

"I love you, Harry"

"Love you too" I smirked, wrapping my arms around Gemma tighter. I felt very protective of her, even though I never did a good job at it, as I was always away.

Many people weren't very nice to Gemma because I was her brother. They always said hateful stuff to her, I wish I could've defended her, but in the end, it was always Gemma who defended me. She would always get mad at the people who would say hateful stuff to me online, while I would just sit alone crying like a baby, I was baby. I was so pathetic, even at 16, I couldn't stand up for myself. I had always been a quiet child, especially when I rose to fame, anything I said or did could've been used against me. Sometimes it was just better to keep my mouth shut and hide who I really was because as Simon said, the fans wouldn't like the real me.

I could feel my older sisters breaths getting slower and slower, and soon enough she fell asleep in my arms, smiling.

At that moment I didn't care about anyone, not Louis, not Simon, not even myself, all I cared about was Gemma.