I’ll Find My Way Back To You// Part Four
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It has been two weeks since Harry spoke a word to you. Giving you excuses of being busy when he is just being passive aggressive. To be completely honest, it is getting on our nerve and you’re nearly over it. Last week was the Dunkirk premiere and he blandly ignored you, talking to everyone but you. Today is going to be your last attempt to get him to talk to you. If he decides to brush you off then…well his loss.
“Did he answer?” Louis asks you, shifting his eyes to you for a split second before look back to the road. You let out a sigh and shake your head in denial.
“I don’t get what’s the matter with him! Okay… we hid one thing from him. ONE THING! He has no right to behave his way.” You huff once again pressing the hang up button on your cell… He gets a hold of your free hand and reassures you by giving it a squeeze.
“Maybe he just feels neglected by you?… I don’t know… you know how he can get, love.” He presses a kiss to the back of your hand. You whine out and flop your head against the headrest of the car.
“But for me to understand him, he needs to talk to me! Not lash out and freak me out, like he did the other day. You weren’t there, Lou. He was red with anger.” You tell him.
“Do you think he’s jealous?” He says hesitantly. You look at him with wide eyes. You open your mouth to say something but nothing comes out. You can’t form words.
“Are you… A-Are you mental? He has a girlfriend! And he doesn’t like me that way!” You exclaim. He laughs and shakes his head, he brings the car to stop in Niall’s driveway. He gets out and walks to your side to open your door.
“I didn’t mean it that way, love. I just meant that he’s used to having you all to himself and now your attention isn’t completely on him…” He helps you out and crocks one eyebrow, “You know, apparently some guy has been taking your attention away from him.” He teases.
“Hmm.. I wonder who?” You laugh and pull him close to you by his cheeks and kiss him. He backs you against the car and deepens the kiss. Once you pull away, he looks at you with a certain amount of passion which makes you tingle.
“I’m starting to like you more and more every fucking day, Ms. Y/L/N. I’m warning you. So run before it’s too late.” He pecks your lips on more time and pulls you towards the front door.
“Well, sucks for you then. I’m not planning to go anywhere.” You stand behind him and press your lips to his shoulder blade. You wrap your arms around his torso and wait for Niall to open the door.
“Sucks for me? Honey –” You cut him off by tilting his head towards you and planting your lips on his. Just as you were about to pull back, the door beats you to it and you come face to face to the person you were least expecting to open the door.
Both, you and Louis are too caught off guard to realize that his head is still tilted towards you and your lips are still pressed against each other. You quickly pull back and clear you throat.
“Hey, mate! You’re oddly early today. Usually the last one to arrive, aren’t ya?” Louis pats his back lightly before entering the house. He quickly goes into the living room turning back only to give you thumbs up and a flying kiss. Harry stands still in front of you, as if waiting for you to start a conversation.
“Hi, hun.” You say softly. He scoffs and shakes his head, as if you said something completely tragic.
“Keep the PDA minimal, would yeh?” He snaps and walks away. Not giving you a chance to reply. You run your hand through your curls and sigh. You enter the kitchen to get yourself a glass of water. But the moment you see who has already occupied it, you quietly try to slip out but you were never known to have the best luck.
“YN! I thought I heard you but I wasn’t sure. How are you?” she hugs you tight. You lightly pat her back and tell her you are fine, before asking her the same question.
“I’m great! Oh my gosh, I swear you get more beautiful every time I see you.” She gushes and twirls your curl around her finger.
“Haha! Thanks, Ella. You look really beautiful too.” You smile and turn to take out a glass out of the cabinet. You watch her flush as you take a small sip from your glass. You raise one eyebrow as you observe her expression but look away the moment she looks back at you, feeling like you are seeing something you really shouldn’t.
“Is that me beautiful personal designer I ‘er?!” You hear as you watch Niall walk into the kitchen and snuggle you into his arms. You laugh and hug him back. “where the fuck have yeh been? I miss yeh!”
“I should ask you that, rockstar! Taking over the worls, aren’t you? I see you’re a busy bee now…” you retaliate.
“Well, what can I say? Everyone wants a piece of this. But m’never too busy for me pretty lady!” he pulls back, “And who was gonna tell me about Louis and yeh? I got to know about it through the bloody news!”
“Oi! Stop harassing my girlfriend, you dope.” Louis enters the kitchen with Harry trailing behind him. Louis walks up to you with a snack in his hand. He offers you a bite before literally inhaling the whole thing himself. You chuckle and look back at scene in front of you. You catch harry’s eye but he looks away so soon that you think you might have imagined it.
“Hold on…you guys are a couple?” Ella looks between the two of you. You furrow your brows before looking at Louis, he shrugs at you. Having no idea why Harry never told her. You turn back to meet her eyes.
“Yeah…umm…for a while actually. A month I think?” You nod.
“Huh.” She huffs almost too quietly and takes a small bite of her sandwich. Everyone is silent. But then Harry lets out a loud laugh.
“Didn’t you notice, El? They literally can’t keep their hands off each other. I’m surprised it took you so long to realize.” He looks at her and laughs, as if your relationship with Louis is a joke to him. That’s it. You’ve had it with him.
“What the actual fuck, Harry? What is your problem?!” You snap at him. Everyone jumps at your outburst, everyone but Harry. It was as if he expected this.
“Love-” Louis is cut off by the arrogant douche in the room.
“My problem?… Nothing. Actually, I’m not the one with the problem. If anything, I’m the truthful friend here. I don’t hide shit from my best friend.” he cockily replies.
“Fine! We hid it from you, so what?! It was just one date, Harry! Stop overreacting, and get over it, and by the way, for your information you’ve hidden multiple things from me… like I don’t know, maybe the fact that you were in a full blown relationship for like what? Two months?! But do you see me complaining and whining?!” you snap at him. He snarls at you.
“If you would’ve bothered to check in once in a while, that wouldn’t have been an issue then!”
“Are you for real right now?! Seriously?” you let out a laugh of disbelief, “I tried! But I have a life too, H. I’m not going to wait around standing next to my cell phone waiting for you to call me back, you ungrateful dick!” you snarl back at him. Never in a million years did you think you would be fighting with Harry this way. After looking around, you realize that the two of you are the only people present in the kitchen. Everyone had left you alone, you felt terrible that they had to witness all this. They don’t deserve it, especially Louis. It is unfair to him.
“Why are you doing this, YN? What are you trying to prove here?” He asks, exhausted by this ongoing argument. You run your hands down your face, and shake your head.
“I’m not trying to prove anything, H. I’m just living my life… What is the matter with you? I’ve never seen you like this! And I’m scared.” You pause and meet his gaze with a soft gaze in your own eyes. “I’m scared, Harry. Please talk to me. I feel like I’m losing you. Give me something to work with here, hun. Please…” you whisper in the end. His eyes are watery and red around the corner. He lets out a small hiccup but says nothing.
“Harry, talk to me. Are you really happy with the way things are between us? Because I’m not. I want my best friend back…” you whimper and walk up to him. His head is bowed down and his breathing is uneven. You lift your hands hesitantly at first, but none the less caress his cheeks. You tilt his face upwards so his eyes can meet yours. You give him a small smile, but the smile vanishes the minute a tear slides down his cheek and into your wrist. “Hey hey… what’s wrong, huh?” you sooth. Your soothing tone makes him whimper harder and hold onto your waist tight. He starts weeping.
“No no! You’re okay. You’re alright, yeah? Come here, baby.” You wrap your arms around his neck and let him sob into your neck. His hold on you tightens and he nuzzles deeper into your neck.
“I’m s-sorry, angel! I-I’m so s-sorry!” He choughs and apologizes, “Don’t leave me, please! I can’t do this without you. I don’t want to!” he begs and kisses you neck. Your breathing stops for a second.
“I’m not going anywhere. I’m right here.” you whisper. When you look over his shoulders, you freeze. Your eyes meet the sea blue coloured ones, the ones you’ve grown to adore. He’s leaning against the entrance door with Harry’s back to him. He gives you a small smile as his eyes follows the scene happening in front of him. You stare back at him, not knowing what to do. He signals you stay where you are, then his thumb shifts as he tilts it backwards, telling you that he’ll be out if you need him. You subtly nod and give him a grateful smile. He lifts his hand to his mouth and gives you a flying kiss, before walking away.
You gently run your hand down the broken boy’s back, in an attempt to calm him down. After a passing minute he starts trailing kisses from your collarbones to your neckline then onto your jawline, “H, come on-” he cups your cheeks and messily brushes of the hair that came with it, he sloppily and hastily trails his lips to you cheeks. You know where this is going, and you have to stop. It is hard for you, you almost don’t want to but you know you have to. You can’t do that to Louis. He trusts you with his whole heart.
So when his lips reach the corner of your lip you turn your head sideways, “YN, please…” his voice breaks as he whimpers, “I can’t do this anymore, look at me please!” he cries.
“No Harry, stop. This is not right!” you try to push him away but his hold on you is too tight, “Seriously, stop. Now.” You whisper and push harder. He finally pulls away. He gulps and looks at you with deep melancholy.
“I’m hurting…” he shakily says, he takes a deep breath before continuing, “It hurts everywhere.”
“Why?” you stutter, nervous. No sure if you want to hear his answer.
He looks you, then back down to the floor. You have no idea what’s going in that mind of his, but little did you know that he was sympathizing himself. Feeling sorry for himself, knowing that he lost his chance. He is too late. But he had to say or else he would regret it forever. Yes, you’re with Louis now. Yes, you are very happy he can clearly see that even through all the jealousy he feels burning inside him. Louis treats you like the queen you are. He shouldn’t ruin that for you but he can’t stop now. He just can’t.
“Because I’m in love with you….” He looks back up to you, his eyes follow the shocked expression forming on your face.
“I’ve been in love with you since time I first laid eyes on you, and I know I should’ve said something but YN… I was nothing, and you… you were everything. I didn’t deserve you. When I though I did, you were already doing so well for yourself I couldn’t bring myself to distract you from it, or ruin it for you. But now I realize, I’ve been doing it all wrong for so long. I should’ve just walked up to you all those years ago and kissed you. I should’ve showed you my love for you.” He wipes the tear that falls. He looks towards the ceiling.
“But now I’m too late. I used to pray to god that I want, someone to love me till I’m blue, that I want you to love me blue…” his break in his voice, shatters your heart.
“I love you, YN. I’m so in love with you, like a debilitating and paralyzing love.”
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