Sorry it's taken a while to get this chapter up but I was debating on whether to try Dougie's pov or stick with Harry's pov. So I decided to try it out with Dougie but the story will still primarily be from Harry's point of view. Sorry for any errors.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but my imagination and I certainly don't own the guys but I can dream J

Dougie's POV

"Ughh…" My head felt like it had gotten ran over by a stampede. I barely even remember making it home. I tried to block out the sun coming through the window by rolling over but that just made my head spin more. I could feel the bile rising up in my throat and jumped off my bed and ran to the bathroom, tripping over my feet along the way. I rested my head against the toilet seat after emptying out my stomach and waited for the dizziness to stop. After a few minutes I pulled myself up and reached over to turn on the shower. I had to get rid of this disgusting alcohol smell and clean myself up. I finished showering and brushing my teeth and walked back into my room to get dressed.

I pulled on some clothes and shoes and decided to go downstairs to the kitchen to find something to get rid of this hangover and headache. I reached the kitchen and went to the cupboard and grabbed some aspirin and a bottle of water from the fridge.

'Ring…ring…ring….'

The loud noise rang through my ears as I tried to hurry and shut it off.

"Oh my god, why are you calling me now? My head feels like it's going to explode." I yelled at whoever was on the line.

"Good morning to you too. Drank too much last night eh?" asked Tom.

"Just a bit," I replied, "what's up?"

"I was just wondering if you had seen or talked to Harry since last night? He's not answering his phone and he's not answering his door." explained Tom.

"How the fuck should I know where he's at? I don't keep tabs on him." I snapped back.

"Bloody hell man, it was just a question. He took you home last night so you were the last one to see him." said Tom.

He brought me home? So that's who helped me into bed. Oh god, I remember now, me and my stupid drunk talking self.

"Dougs..Dougie you there?" asked Tom.

"Yea, just a sec." I replied.

I walked around the house and looked into the living room to find none other than Mr. Judd asleep on my couch. I walked back into the kitchen so I wouldn't wake him.

"I just found him, he's asleep on my couch." I told Tom.

"Oh great, fucking prick scared me. We have lots to do today, go wake him up." Tom said.

"Yea, yea. Bye."

I hung up and grabbed my keys and went back to the living room.

"Harry…Harry." I said while nudging him.

"Hmmmm…."

"Harry wake up."

"Mmmmfffrr…." What the hell is he dreaming about.

"HARRY!"

Harry jumped at the yelling and fell right off the couch and looked around scared.

"Dude wake up, we have to go and you still have to go home and get ready." I told him.

"Did you really have to wake me up like that?" he asked with a frown.

"Well nothing else was working." I eyed him cautiously.

He got up and sat back down on the couch rubbing his eyes and yawning. He looked up at me as I was standing at the edge of the couch waiting for him to get up and hopefully leave so I could escape this awkwardness that was creeping in.

"We need to talk Dougie-" started Harry.

"No time now, gotta go. You know your way out, see ya in a little while."

With that I was out the door and in my car before he had a chance to stop me. I know he wants to talk to me and I know what about but I can't have that conversation with him. Ever since I found out about his feelings for me I've been trying to avoid him but only because I don't want him to get the wrong idea from me. It's been a definite struggle on our friendship, to go from so close to barely speaking. I miss my best friend, I miss him so much but I can't go down that road.

I found out a few weeks ago when I overheard him and Danny talking. I wasn't trying to eavesdrop at first but then I ended up hearing everything. I was shocked at first but I figured I could deal with it. But then there were those moments that Harry and I share when we are playing and I could no longer look at them as playing and I kept wondering what he was thinking when he was hugging me or teasing me. I decided to pull back and put some distance between us.

I don't think of him in a romantic way, it's too weird for me, I mean…it's Harry. Harry that I've known since I was 15. Harry that taught me how to shave. Harry that used to give me advice about girls. Harry, the guy I used to have farting and burping contests with. I know that is gross but what can I say, we're guys.

So, I decided to try the mean approach which has been hard for me. Harry and I usually get along so well so it's hard having to be mean to him but whatever it takes to push him away I'll try. I know we need to talk but I just can't bring myself to face the situation. This kind of situation is exactly what I would talk to my best friend about, I would talk to Harry about everything. I could always talk to him but seeing as he is the subject and reason for this new development, I can't just call him up and discuss it. I know that when we do finally talk I'm afraid it will change our friendship forever.

I arrived at our manager's office where we were all supposed to be meeting. I pulled into the parking lot and saw that Tom and Danny were already there. I walked up to Tom's Mini as they were getting out.

"Hey guys." I greeted them.

"Hey, where's Harry?" asked Tom while Danny looked around.

"Probably on his way here. He had to go home to get ready." I replied.

"Why didn't you just wait for him so you guys could ride together?" asked Danny, narrowing his eyes at me.

"Cause I was ready to go and he wasn't, what's the big deal?" I shot back.

"Well I'm going to head in." announced Tom.

"I'm right behind you Tom, just give me a sec." said Danny.

I started to follow Tom figuring Danny could wait for Harry if he wanted.

"No, you stay," commanded Danny as he grabbed my arm, "we need to have a little chat."

"What is it Danny?" I sighed at him.

"You tell me Dougs. What's going on? Why are you being a fucking dick to Harry?" Danny was getting a little forceful.

"I'm not and why is it any of your business?" I asked.

"Because you both are my friends and I want to know why two people who are supposed to be friends are falling apart?" he shot at me.

"We're not falling apart, I've just been busy." I replied.

"That's a load of shit and you know it. Truth time right now." Danny demanded. His northern accent really came through when he was angry.

"DON'T ACT LIKE YOU DON'T ANYTHING," I yelled at him, "I heard you guys talking, I heard everything."

"Oh…I didn't know Dougie. I'm sorry," he said, "but that doesn't give you the right to treat Harry like shit."

"I'm not meaning too but the whole thing is just too weird for me." I told him.

"So what, now you're a homophobe? It's not like he's ever made a pass at you. I mean, it's Harry for god sakes." Danny was getting angry again.

"I just don't want him to feel like that towards me. I'm not gay!" I said.

"Nobody said you were, mate. But you acting like he is a nobody doesn't help matters. He is your best friend, he deserves better than that." Danny explained. "You need to fix this and soon." he said poking a finger into my chest."

"Look, I don't know if I can or if I want to. If him and I talk about this our friendship will never be the same…..Ughh, why did he have to go and ruin everything!" I cried out.

"Mate, he couldn't help it. You can't help who you fall in love with." stated Danny.

I sighed and turned my head to the right. Harry was standing at the corner of the building staring at me. He looked scared and hurt and I was pretty sure he had just heard everything that was said. He walked past us up to the door and started to go in.

"Harry wait." I tried to stop him.

"No….don't worry….. I wont ruin anything anymore," Harry said turning around, his face void of emotion. He stared coldly right into my eyes and said "you never have to worry about me again."

He turned back around and walked inside, door closing behind him. I started to go in after him but Danny stopped me.

"No mate, let him be. Wait here a few minutes before coming up so he can have some space."

Danny walked in while I waited and tried to figure out how and why everything got so messed up and what I was going to do to solve it. Me and my big fucking mouth.