Your Love Is My Drug (A Lilo fan fic)

Cause and Effect

Harry’s POV

I paced around my room, with management’s number on my phone. I was nervous. My finger hovered over the call button. I didn’t want to call. What if they found out? They would hate us forever! What if they broke up? It would be hell!

“Would you just call?” Zayn said. He was irritated, but I knew that he was nervous. I let my finger hit the green call button. It rang three times.

“Hello?” a deep voice said.

“Hi, um regarding our next interview,” I started. “Should we let Liam and Louis come out as a couple? They’ve been dating for a while, even before the accident. So what should we do?”

“Of course not! We can’t have this kind of image for the band! Now, I won’t let anyone know who called. I’ll just say that someone saw them. I understand that you are only curious.” The man said.

“Well thank you!” I said before he hung up. I sat down on the bed.

“I feel like an ass.” I said.

“Me too.” Zayn said. “But in the end, I say this will be a good thing. For all of us, not just me, you, and Niall.”

As much as I tried to believe it, I just couldn’t. I felt like I was betraying my best friend. I closed my eyes and let the darkness consume me.

I awoke to screaming. I stood up and walked out of the room. I saw an angry Louis, standing by a calm Liam. I didn’t think they would know that fast! Then again it is management…

“What the fuck?” I heard Louis yell. He saw me and closed his eyes. Liam just stared at me. He does not need this right now.

“What happened?” I asked. Good, I seem as oblivious as them.

“Somehow management found out about me and Liam and they want it end. They gave us a week to end it, and we have to be friends again.” Liam sighed. I feel really bad for him.

“Well what are you going to do?” I asked, leaning on a wall.

“Kill them.” Louis said.

“Lou, no. we have to listen, they control our careers.” Liam said. Louis looked at me wide eyed.

“He’s right, it’s either do what you love with your best friends, or you leave One Direction. I’d stay; at least you have some kind of relationship with Liam. It’s your choice Louis.” Yeah, by staying they would have some kind of relationship! I didn’t end everything between them! I mentally smiled.

“Louis? Not boo? What happened to my nickname?” he asked me. He seemed hurt. He said it more like a whimper. The truth is that I can’t call Louis ‘Boo’ anymore. It just doesn’t feel right. It feels foreign. I just don’t think I can call him that anymore. We aren’t the people that we were on X Factor. We were best friends, now we weren’t half as much as we were before.

“Another time; just choose, you need to,” I said. Louis nodded. He looked at me and looked at Liam.

“I’m not leaving, so I guess it will have to end. But at the end of this week! We still have 5 night to, do things.” My stomach turned as he began to flirt with Liam. I left the room and threw myself onto my bed.

Zayn’s POV

Harry was mentally beating himself up. It wasn’t his fault. We were doing this to save the band from going under. I walked out of my room to see Louis and Liam mid make out.

“Well hello to you too.” I mumbled. They stopped but I made my way to the kitchen. I opened up the fridge and grabbed a soda. I turned around to see both Louis and Liam in the kitchen. “Are you lost?”

Liam smiled at me. “Management found out, and we have a week, before we become friends.” He sounded sad; maybe this wasn’t a good thing. “We told Harry and he took my side, Lou was going to leave the band so that we could be together.”

Okay, so at least they would still have a relationship. “Well, he’s right. At least you would have a relationship.”

“Why is everything against me?!” Louis screamed and walked out of the room. I looked at Liam.

“Zayn, look I-“ I cut him off.

“Didn’t mean to kiss me and then lock yourself in a room with Louis? Yeah sure.” I said. He looked at me in disbelief.

“I just don’t understand it! With you, I feel amazing, but with Louis it feels right and safe. I love being with both of you.” He said. I looked back at him. I looked into the eyes of the man I fell for so many years ago.

“Well you need to choose. I won’t let you string me along. I refuse to be a toy.” I said. He looked at me with pain written on his face.

“How will I choose? I barely know anyone anymore!” he said to me.

“You know your feelings.” I walked out of the kitchen. I knocked on Harry’s door. I heard a small amount of noise and the door opened and revealed a smiling Harry. he pulled me in the room and I saw Rebekah frowning.

“The plan was a success!” he said. Rebekah frowned even more. I waved at her and she just rolled her eyes. Harry saw and just sighed.

“What’s up with her?” I asked, nodding my head in her direction.

“She knows.” Harry said fast. My eyes widened. “She heard the call.”

“I can’t believe you! They didn’t do anything thing to you and now I have to try and calm down two boys because they can’t control themselves! If I wanted children, I would have had one. I don’t have time for this.” Rebekah yelled. “You shouldn’t have made that call, if you felt the band was falling apart you talk to one another! You don’t do something that could ruin everything!”

“Nice speech.” I said. Harry tried to hold in a smile.

“Shut it, Malik.” She said. “Now, I’m going to go calm down Liam, he’s a huge mess and I don’t even know why.” She walked out of the room.

“Zayn, what’s happening to us?” he asked me. I just looked at him.

Liam’s POV

I locked myself in the room. Anger boiled inside me. I paced around my room. I tugged at my hair as I heard a knock. I blocked it out. I was so pissed. I needed to break something. I picked u a vase and threw it at the door. It made a loud crash as it sunk to the floor.

This felt amazing. I had the control to hurt things. I pushed everything on the work table onto the floor. I felt some of my anger dissolve. I let some very colorful words come out of my mouth. By the time I was almost back to normal, my room was trashed. I threw myself on my bed. I felt a sting as I lay down. I looked at my hand. I had a bleeding cut. It oozed blood. I smiled to myself as I watched the blood come out of my hand. What if I could cut someone like this?

I washed my hand off and walked out of the bathroom; In the middle of my room stood Louis. He smiled at me, I barely felt like a smile belonged on my face, so I didn’t return the gesture.

“This room is a mess.” He stated.

“Obviously.” I mumbled.

“You didn’t do this, before the accident.” He said. His voice cracked as he thought about it.

“Well, maybe I wouldn’t be if you didn’t piss me off!” I yelled. It felt real good to yell.

“What?” he breathed. I chuckled lightly.

“Oh don’t play victim, it’s mostly your fault I’m like this.” I said. His eyes became glassy.

“I told you I was sorry.” He choked out. I rolled my eyes.

“Sorry doesn’t fix my memory. Sorry doesn’t change time. Sorry doesn’t change anything.” A tear slipped down his cheek. “Oh god, now you’re crying? You know what? Save it. I can’t take this.” I stormed out of the flat.