Plot: Taylor was just a beard but Louis was scared that harry actually caught feelings for her. Inspired by the song heather by Conan gray!

It was December 3 harry and Louis were walking round the park being free from management for at least an hour they got harry a beard, Taylor swift. she thought harry liked her but that scared Louis what if she wasn't just imagining it what if harry actually has feelings for her?

but he pushed those thoughts aside and focused in the most important thing right now and that was harry. He rubbed his arms he forgot to bring a sweater.

"Lou...hey you cold?" Harry asked Louis shook his head no but harry knew better he took off his sweater and handed it to him. "Here I don't want you cold."

"Thanks." Louis mumbled he put it on it was slightly too big for him it had covered his hands but he didn't mind it made him feel warm and safe but not that he would ever admit that he was too stubborn to.

"It looks better on you than me." Harry complimented a slight tint of red spread across Louis cheeks he looked around no one was near them. he held Harry's hand, Harry's eyes widened. "No one's here." Louis assured him. harry calmed down he didn't want Louis to get in trouble.

It's been a week since that happened since then harry had become...distant he spent more time with Taylor and less with him which worsened Louis' fears even more.

They were backstage waiting for the rest of the boys. "Hey-" Louis stopped once he saw harry staring at Taylor he looked so...mesmerized.

"what a sight for sore eyes." Niall jokes once he noticed Louis staring at the 'couple.' "I-i have to go." Louis said quickly he knew Niall was joking but it still scared him what if harry has feelings for Taylor what if Harry breaks up with him?

Louis ran into the bathroom he looked into the mirror he was crying he didn't notice. he looked over his features. "why would you ever kiss me? i'm not even half as pretty..." Louis wondered aloud he heard a knock on the door with a voice going

"Louis lets go its time to go on stage." it was Zayn. "in a minute." Louis croaked 'shit my voice hopefully it wont be noticed' Louis thought he splashed water his face and went out the door

as he walked over to the platform he saw Taylor not just Taylor but Taylor in Harry's sweater. "you gave her your sweater." Louis mumbled.

"what was that?" she asked Louis shook his head and left with the same sentence repeating over and over in his mind 'its just polyester.' he stopped in his tracks 'what if he likes her better...wish i were Taylor.' Louis thought

Louis watched as the two walked around the park they used to walk around in he was holding her hand it hurt Louis but he couldn't do anything but watch with the rest of the boys and...Simon he looked over at Simon he looked annoyed 'nothing out of the usual.' Louis thought Simon grabbed his phone and began to type out a text Louis rolled his eyes even him doing the slightest things made Louis annoyed. he looked back at Harry he got a text not a second later Simon texted harry by Louis' guesses its probably along the lines of 'you better keep your act together its your careers on the line not mine.' Harry put his phone back in his pocket and put his arm round Taylor's shoulder Louis' heart broke more i mean how could he not when his boyfriend was acting all couple-y with some girl the girl he wanted to hate so bad but couldn't i mean how could he shes such a nice person but sometimes he wished she would just...die

"so harry hows Taylor? the interviewer asked Harry he gave a fake grin. "great. a sight for sore eyes." harry answered Louis looked down annoyed with this being a everyday occurrence. "brighter than the blue sky.' harry continued Louis rolled his eyes. "shes got you mesmerized?" Louis asked sarcasm obvious with his tone. "while i die." Louis muttered.

"why would you ever kiss me i'm not even half as pretty!" Louis shouted he and Harry are fighting again. "Louis what are you talking about you're my boyfriend?" Harry shouted back then it hit him he was talking about Taylor 'is he jealous' Harry wondered. "you gave her your sweater!" Louis shouted tears blurring his vision. "its just polyester!" Harry reasoned. "but you liker her better..." Louis said softly Harry was stunned why would Louis ever think that the silence confirmed it to Louis. "wish i were Taylor." Louis scoffed leaving.