In the end, who wins?

Chapter five: I'm.. so sorry, love.

Chapter five

I walk inside the house with a feeling that I can break any minute. I have 19 minutes to tell Liam the truth. The truth about why Harry and I were so late with the breakfast.

I walk inside the living room and the only one I can see is Harry. Great… I think he’s the one person I just want to avoid right now. I stop walking and just stand in the door frame. I take a deep breathe trying to get my mind straight. Harry looks up from the TV and notices me. He immediately gets up and shut off the TV. He takes a hand through his curls and put his hands into his pockets.

“Lia…” he starts, but I raise a hand signalling him to stop right there.

“Harry no. I don’t want to hear it. I’m sorry, but… I’m really freaking out right now.” I say shakily. Harry stops talking and walks up to me. He stands inches away from me. I look up and into his green mesmerizing eyes.

“I want to tell you that… I’m not regretting the kiss.” He says. I look away for a second and back up on him in shock.

“What?” I say confused. “I don’t regret it.” he repeats. I shake my head in denial.

“I… Harry I need to tell you something.” I say walking past him. I walk to steps away from him. I turn to him again and he faces me.

“It’s Zayn.” I say quietly. Harry knits his eyebrows together in confusion. “What about Zayn?” he asks confused.

“He knows. He knows we kissed… He saw us.” I tell. I don’t look away for even a second. I watch Harry take a hand through his hair and place it on his forehead in shock. “But how? How did he see us?” Harry asks.

“Liam send Zayn out to look for us, because we were late and I guess he was us.” I answer shakily.  

“So… Is he gonna’ tell Liam?” Harry asks nervously. I bite my lip in hope to control my tears and I nod. Harry breathes out in shock and takes his hands behind his neck and look around.

“He said that if I didn’t tell him, he would and… I don’t know how to tell Liam.” I say shakily. I burst out in tears again and Harry runs up to me. He pulls me close and I can’t help, but just enjoy the moment.

“It’s gonna’ be all right.” He whispers in my ear. He whispers it repeatedly and it kind of comforts me. He holds me for a long time and I forget track of time.

“Get your hands of my girlfriend!” Liam yells behind us angry.

Harry immediately pulls away from me and walk up beside me. Liam shuts the door behind him and walks up to us.

“Liam…” I say, but he doesn’t look at me at all. His focus is all on Harry. Harry takes his hand up trying to calm Liam down not realizing how mad Liam is.

“Liam, I can explain.” Harry says, but before knowing it, he’s lying on the floor in pain. Liam hit him in his face and now Harry is on the floor.

“Liam… What are you doing?” I say in shock. I look at Liam in fear. Liam turns his glance to me and his face is so uptight. He’s looking at me in disgust, but he looks like he could break together in tears any minute.

“Liam, I can explain everything!” I say under my tears. They are streaming down my cheeks and I can’t help it.

“Go ahead! Please explain why Zayn comes up to me and tells me that Harry and you had been making out and that was the reason why you were late! Explain to me why Zayn would say something like that.” Liam says in fury.

I just look at him and I can’t say anything. Liam shakes his head.

“Liam, I’m so sorry… I really am! It wasn’t supposed to happen, but Harry was so sad and I felt so bad for him. I’m… I can’t explain… But I am truly sorry. There’s no excuse and I know that, but… Please… Just don’t go from me.” I beg. Liam looks in to my eyes and I know I’ve broken his heart.