Harry walked through the door to the flat he shared with Louis. Giggling from the couch followed by Louis's laughter let Harry's suspicsions be confirmed. Kelly was still here. He set his keys down onto the counter and made his way over to the fridge. It was well into the afternoon now. He didn't mean to stay that long at Zayn's. Just the thought of Zayn colored Harry's cheeks. His fingers touched the spot where Zayn had left a hickey.

"Harry? Harry where'd you run off to last night?" Louis called from the couch.

"Shit!" Harry hissed under his breath as he dropped the milk carton he had been holding. "I went for a drink Lou."

Harry turned around to find Louis behind him with a roll of paper towels. "You went for a drink? Without me?" His tone was playful but his eyes were hurt.

"Didn't think it'd be a big deal." Harry tore a few sheets off the roll and started soaking up the spilt milk.

"Its ok Haz," Louis rocked back on his heels.

"Ok-" Harry started as he got back up from the ground.

"I just mean we always go together. Everytime." Louis continued shaking his head. "Why'd you go you without me?"

"I was bored."

"You should have gotten me."

Harry scoffed and tossed the soiled paper towels into the trash. "You were kind of busy, boobear."

Louis lifted his hand, hesitated, then headed back to the couch where Kelly was still sitting. He could be so weird sometimes, Harry thought sitting at the island. Harry ran a hand through his hair as he sighed.

"Harry! Oh my God! Is that a hickey?" Kelly shierked as she bounded over to the island.

"W-What? Oh. Uhm, yeah." Harry coughed awkwardly feeling Louis's eyes trained on his neck.

"Who is she?" Kelly pushed smiling.

"Uhm," Harry rubbed the back of his neck. "I don't want to talk about it. It was a regret Kelly."

"How boring," she whispered turning back around to face Louis. "Babe, I'm hungry. Let's go out to eat."

"Sure," Louis answered her. "Go get dressed then."

She was gone in a few seconds leaving Harry alone with Louis in silence. He stared at his hands as Louis's eyes bored into his face. "Who was she?"

"Who?" Harry tried to sound innocent.

"The girl you stayed the night with." He cleared his throat walking closer to Harry. His hand touched the hickey and Harry supressed the shiver that was running down his spine. "The one who left you here little love bite there."

"I dunno," Harry hated lying. But what would Lou say if he knew Harry had been with Zayn?

"You dunno? How scandelous Haz."

"Why do you care?" Harry breathed trying to keep his voice steady.

"I don't," Louis answered coldly retreating back to the other side of the island. Harry tried swallowing around the lump in his throat but it was too hard. The tears were burning his nose and the embarrassment at his situation were almost too much. "You almost done Kelly?"

"Yeah! All done!" She ran out and gave Louis a quick kiss. "Let's go. Bye Harry!"

Harry gave a weak wave without even looking. The tears were already dripping down his face. Louis wouldn't have noticed the small shake in Harry's shoulders because he wouldn't even look at him anymore. Not since Kelly had come in the room. Kelly just didn't care he supposed. The door shut and Harry let the tears come fully. he couldn't take it. Any of it. "I don't," echoed through Harry's head. Of course he doesn't care. Why would he? Harry was being pathetic. He was angry with himself for letting Lou get to him like he did.

Turning he opened the fridge and got a beer out. Popping the lid he went to the couch and downed it in a few gulps. "You're a prick Louis." He said aloud staring at the coffee table. The tears were still falling but he didn't take notice. Crushing the can he threw it on the floor. "Oh hi I'm Louis and I act like I care so much about you! But then when it matters the most I take it back! Ohohohoho." Harry mocked wiping his face with the back of his hand.

Louis stared at the street his grip on the wheel so tight it turned his knuckles white. Harry's lips. He should have kissed him. A long time ago at that. How hurt he looked when Louis told him he didn't care. Louis couldn't believe he had let those words slip through his lips. Harry had been crying. Because of him. What was wrong with himself? How could he hurt Harry like that.

"Louis..." Kelly trailed off looking at him. "A-Are you okay?"

"Yeah," Louis turned and smiled at her. "Everything's peachy, luv."

"Okay!" She giggled and turned back to look out the window.

No! Nothings okay! He wanted to scream at her. But he couldn't hurt her too. Harry was Harry. Louis shouldn't be thinking of him that way anyway.

The doorbell rang a couple times before Harry got up and acutally answered it. It was Zayn and Liam. Harry swallowed the flush that was trying to reach his face. "Hey."

"Are you okay?" Liam asked instantly looking worried.

"Yeah. I was, uhm, watching Titanic and got a bit emotional." Harry lied as he found Zayn's eyes. He saw right through Harry's lie.

"Lou here?" Liam asked barging through the door into the living room. "Damn Haz. Had enough beers?"

"What? Oh. There's still some left if you want some."

Liam made his way to the kitchen. Harry made way to follow him but he was pulled back by Zayn. "Let's talk."

"But-" Harry began before Zayn asked loudly, "Harry you got any stain remover? Yeah? Show me."

With that Harry was pulled into the laundry room. He was forcefully pushed into the dryer by Zayn, who's arms barracaded him from he leaving. "What the fuck Zayn?"

Zayn's mouth found Harry's. The light was still off and Harry fumbled with his hands as he tried to push Zayn backward. "Here? Now?"

"Why not?"

"We just-" Harry stopped as Zayn pulled him closer.

"So?"

"Liam's in the other room. He'll think something is up." Harry held onto Zayn's shirt as he rolled his hips into Harry's. His breath became heavy. "Later Zayn."

Zayn kissed Harry quickly before dropping to his knees. Harry's hands found their way to Zayn's hair. "You're presistent aren't you?"

"Mhmmmmm," Zayn hummed.

"Fucking hell Zayn." Harry moaned as quietly as possible.

Liam sat on the couch eating popcorn and drinking a soda unaware of the whole situation watching a rerun of Titantic. "C'mon Rose! You had room on that piece of wood for him too! You're so selfish!" He continued on with a very long speech about how you don't do that to your true love with tears rolling down his face. It had been a emotional day for all the boy's so far. But where was Niall? Nando's of course.

(A/N: I had to add some comic relief. And well I had to get some of my Nialler mentioned somewhere. Hehe please review.)