"They say jealousy is a bitch but, baby, I'm a bigger one."
~~~
Louis hated doing this again.
He hated being in the hospital as Harry lay helpless on the bed. Harry's chest was moving slowly, just barely.
Louis kept his focus on Harry even when the door opened. There was shuffling beside him and Louis did all he could not to reach over and slap Ed hard across the face.
Louis hadn't spoken since the hospital called. It was under record now that Louis and Harry were in relation, so the first call went to Louis, who immediately went to the hospital.
Louis was devastated when the doctor informed him that Ed was the caller and had been present for the incident. It meant they had been sleeping together because the call was around two in the morning.
Ed finally spoke, making Louis flinch.
"He was calling for you the whole time."
Louis didn't speak. He just stared at Harry's rigid body.
"You messed him up, Lou. It was bad. Worse than anything I've seen-"
"Do not blame me, you whore! You knew Harry and I were sleeping together; I know you did! You were selfish, only thinking about yourself! And I guess Harry really is in love with you."
Ed breathed out a laugh, shaking his head. "Me? You think Harry loves me?"
Louis didn't reply again, deciding he'd rather ignore Ed's existence.
"Harry kissed me as a resolving point, Louis. He was pitying me. It was his way of telling me that we had to end the thing between us. Whatever it was. I agreed to it."
"As if I would believe that!" Louis scoffed, crossing his arms.
"Louis... Why do you think you're still in Harry's life?"
"Because we're fuck buddies, alright! We have pointless fucks on occasion!" Louis seethed.
This wasn't Ed's business.
"Harry and I fuck on occasion but he doesn't stay at my apartment. He doesn't keep me at his side all of the time. I gave up. I've spent years trying to get Harry to love me. It was useless. And then you come along. Harry is in love with you."
"He's never said-"
"He doesn't have to. Harry is in love with you. You can't tell? Even I knew. And if you managed to make Harry Styles fall in love, you've got go be good for him. I care about Harry's happiness. And you keep him happy. This isn't easy for me. But it must be done."
Louis finally looked at Ed. His usually blue eyes were a watery gray and he wasn't wearing a confident smile. Louis was sad.
"He was with you last night."
Ed breathed out an, "Oh, yes." He scratched his scalp, looking up at the ceiling. "It's really his story to tell, isn't it? I promise we didn't do anything. Speak to him about it when he comes around."
"So, Harry was never trying to hook up with you?"
"No. And you didn't take the time to ask him."
Louis closed his eyes, feeling shitty. "I'm a horrible person."
"You are not. You're just stupid."
But it wasn't Ed who said it.
Louis snapped his attention to the man who was on the bed, staring at him.
Louis let out a shaky breath, standing up and walking carefully over to Harry's side.
"Harry..."
"You're an idiot, Louis. A fucking idiot," Harry groaned, clutching his side. "You know who I am. You know how I bottle things up and I came out and shared it all with you and it's still not enough."
Ed left the room immediately, but Harry didn't even look away he glared at Louis.
"You've been fucking Niall the whole time, haven't you?" Louis whimpered. "Haven't you, Louis?"
"Yes."
"I haven't done anything with Ed since that day you thought I left you. I fucked him that day... Real good, spent hours at it."
Louis crined, backing away. But Harry wasn't done.
"I did everything Ed wanted for hours in order to get than damned building so that you and I could get that fucking building and work together and you still went and fucked Niall behind my back, thinking I didn't know."
Louis stared at Harry before speaking, voice shaking. "If you knew, why didn't you stop me."
"I'm in love with you, you bastard!" Louis watched in horror as Harry started crying, using his hands to pull his hair. "I wanted you to be happy and if you continued to fuck Niall, you mustn't love be back. Look at me, Louis! Look!"
Louis snapped his eyes to Harry's and the younger boy went to speak again when a doctor came in, immediately asking Louis to leave.
The boy left in shock, tears streaking down his face.
~~~
Can you be at your old club tomorrow morning? Auditions are being held at nine. Thanks. -Ed Sheeran
Louis read the text over and over again.
Should he go? Should he still work at the club?
It's been a week since Louis had any contact with Harry, but he knew that the lad was alright. Well, not really alright, but he was out of the hospital. Ed has kept Louis updated as much as possible.
Louis let out a sigh, finally texting Ed back.
Is he gonna be there? -Lou
Most likely. It's his club as well, Louis. -Ed
He's not going to quit? Or fire me? -Lou
I refuse to let it come down to that. He's really upset, Louis. Broken. Why don't you go see him? -Ed
Why don't you? -Lou
He won't let me in. -Ed
Then what makes you think he will let me in, Ed? -Lou
He loves you. Just do what you do, Louis. I hate talking about this... -Ed
And now Louis felt bloody awful because, oh, yeah, Ed was in love with Harry.
Sorry, mate. I'll be there tomorrow. -Lou
There wasn't a response, so Louis threw his phone on the couch, debating on whether he should go see Harry or not.
He was a bit of a wimp.
~~~
"No," Louis snapped, clapping his hands. "You have to go left, right, turn on eight, but be back forward by two! It's not that difficult, Christ!"
Louis ran his hands through his sweaty hair and then wiped them on his cut-off tee, frustrated.
Where was Avery when you needed him? He was always good at helping Louis calm down when none of the dancers did anything right.
"You two can move on," Louis said to two dancers in the middle. The rest of you can go home."
The two dancers moved on to go interview with Ed, who was in Scott's old office.
"Next group!" Louis said to Peter, who went outside to fetch another group for Louis to teach a quick dance to.
The process has been going on for hours. Louis hadn't expected it to be so popular, but Harry's face was on the flyers and he was a beauty.
A new group came in and Louis sighed in relief as a man with a more masculine build and face appeared. They didn't want a bunch of twinks- Harry would stand out.
"Hello! I'm Louis and I'm going go-"
"Be assisting as I teach you a dance."
Louis whipped around to find Harry, who was walking in the room in sweatpants, no shirt, and a confident stride.
Louis watched as Harry pressed play and immediately moved the group to a set of poles on the corner. Harry took the lead as the music came on and Louis couldn't help but gasp as Sexy Silk began playing.
It was the song Louis had danced to in the private room months before.
Harry continued the dance, moving his pretty legs around the pole like a damn expert, before instructing everyone to try.
Harry did a few times with them before walking around to check it out. Louis scurried to follow his lead. Harry would tap some people's shoulders and gesture for them to leave, which they did with a sulk.
"Go back there," Louis said to the masculine lad, smiling falsely as he pointed to Ed's direction. "Wait in line to be interviewed."
Harry and Louis did this throughout the day, never speaking a word to each other, but taking turns teaching dances.
When Louis got the pile, he couldn't help but notice Harry was staring, so he dropped to the floor and began to inspect, feeling a little flustered.
It was around four when they finally got to the last group.
Harry sighed, shrugging from a bottle when the last person left the room, leaving the two alone.
"Aren't you hot in those sweats?" Louis asked quietly, scratching his arm. Harry hrighed, tossing the empty bottle into the bin.
It stayed silent, with Harry's green eyes focused on Louis's facial features. Harry spoke, voice raspy.
"You never called to check on me."
"Ed said you barely spoke to him. You most likely hate my guts, so I know d you isn't talk to him, you wouldn't talk to me."
Harry frowned, shaking his head. "Stupid."
"Insulting me isn't going to fix this."
"Who says anything can fix this?" Harry said simply, before walking away.
Louis wasn't going to let him get away this time.
~~~
Oh cliffy what's about to happen SO
Dedicated to _kiss_me_you_fool_ since you spent a whole night reading my work when you should've been resting your pretty mind xx
QOTC: So Ed's being nice now? Is he trustworthy?
PQOTC: What ships do you read about? Do you ship them in real life?
MA:
The ones I read and ship-
Larry (duh)
Ziam
Zerrie (if it's a side ship bc I can't rly read a het. story)
Muke
Mashton (I don't read it often)
Ones I read but don't ship:
Ziall
Niam
Lashton
Cake
Ed and Harry (bc they cute I've read like two but I can't rly picture Harry with anyone else)
I was just curious bc I didn't know if it was weird that I read stuff I don't ship irl
And yes I ship Ziam and Zerrie
Ziam is hot and everything but I think Zayn rly loves Perrie
And also I hip Muke and Mashton but tbh I think 5SOS just has this big foursome relationship
Isn't you cute in the attached pic Hazzy
Much love, little bugs xx