When Louis arrives at Taylor's house he grabs the spare key out of his pocket and walks in.

"Honey, I'm home!"

"Shut up, Louis." Taylor yells back from upstairs. So, she's there. Louis runs up the stairs and walks towards her bedroom where she is playing games on her phones.

"Swift."

"Tomlinson."

"I think we should talk." Louis says, taking place on her desk chair.

"I don't think there is really much of talking needed, Louis. Gemma's Instagram is clear enough."

"Why do you even still follower her? It's not like you ever were friends, you haven't even met her before."

"It's my choice who I follow. The question is why are you hanging out with her and Harry? Supportive much, Louis."

"I still think the same. If you can forgive Harry if he ever wants to get back together, I don't have a reason anymore to hate on him because you clearly don't. You lost your boyfriend, I lost one of my best friends. He still wants to be my friend and honestly I want to be his too, Taylor. If it makes you happier, I wasn't planning on spending the evening with them. I just met Gemma in the supermarket and she invited me."

"You said yes."

"Taylor, I swear to god if you are going to be a bitch about it I'm going home."

"I just feel like you are picking his side now."

"Apparently I should if you are willing to forgive him that easily."

"It's different."

"It's not and I'm done fighting about this; I'm friends with Harry, Taylor whether you want it or not. I'm going to say this again, it was not only you losing someone important. I have never had a reason to hate him personally, I hated him because I thought you did because you had every reason to, I supported you Tay. Do you really think that I was fine when you told me off about me not knowing how it is to lose someone you truly love? First of all, Aiden and I had been together for five years and second of all, Harry wasn't my boyfriend but he still meant everything to me. 2 months during your relationship with him you were on tour, I'm sorry to tell you Taylor but I spent more fucking time with him than you did."

"I really want you to leave now." Taylor's jaw is clenched and she gives Louis an ice cold look.

"Well bad luck for you because we are talking about this. Explain me why you get to forgive him and I don't."

"I don't have to explain anything to you."

"Then I don't have a reason to hate him anymore."

"Like you ever hated him, Louis." Taylor rolls her eyes. "What are you going to try to do? Steal him from his girlfriend? Like you tried to do to me?" she hisses.

Louis stands up, fist slamming the white wooden desk.

"You are joking right now, I hope?" he hisses.

"I don't know Louis, you tell me. I remember very well that the two of you kissed."

"For fuck's sake, Taylor. That was on a party, during a game, we told you the second after it happened, you were literally there so you could have seen it, it was no secret and it was barely a kiss! It didn't mean anything! Harry isn't even gay! I would never do that to you!"

"What does that have to do with it? So it would have meant anything if Harry were gay, huh?"

"He's not Taylor. Stop making up stories in your fucking head. You are pissing me off."

"Are you pissed off because it did mean something to you? And yet he still hasn't chosen you but Kendall?"

"I'm pissed off because the person that is sitting here right in front of me, is a complete stranger." Louis stands up and walks passed Taylor, not even giving her a look. He never thought they would fight like this, for so long, and over a guy... yet Louis isn't willing to give up on Harry, not again. And no, it has nothing to do with that 'kiss'.

It doesn't take long for Louis to go over to Harry's place, it's not that far from Taylor's. He takes the spare key, enters the house and then just falls down on the couch just like he has done so many times before. He grabs his phone, texting Harry that he's there until he hears the front door. There he is.

"Oh god, H I'm so glad you're already he- What the fuck are you doing here?" Louis looks at the girl with the long black hair and the bitchy face. God he hates her, could this day go any worse?

"I think I'm the one who should ask. What the fuck are you doing in my boyfriend's house, you rat?"

"Your boyfriend told me I could come."

"How did you even get in?"

"Climbed through the window." Louis rolls his eyes. Is this girl stupid? The spare key is literally laying on the small table in front of them.

"Well, I want you to go now. I'm having a date with Harry."

"Well, Harry didn't tell me and he said I could come over so I don't know whether he knows you're going on a date."

The two of them keep arguing until finally Harry arrives, Gemma following behind them. When she sees Kendall and Louis she quickly waves at the boy and then disappears upstairs.

"Kendall, hey love what are you doing here?" Harry smiles and walks over to the girl.

"Can you tell the stupid minion here that we are going on a date and that you don't have time for him?"

"On a date? But-" and then Harry's face expression changes, like he realizes something. He turns to Louis and gives him a sad look.

"Fuck, Lou. I totally forgot I was meeting up with Kendall. Feel free to stay here though and hang out with Gemma if you want?"

"Oh..." Louis looks sad, disappointed and stares at the floor.

"Kendall, why don't you go and wait outside for me?" Harry asks when he notices Louis' mood change.

"Whatever, make it quick. I don't have all day, Harry." She turns around and walks away. When Harry hears the door fall shut, he takes Louis' hand and sits down on the couch with him.

"Louis, I'm so sorry." Harry apologizes. "I really don't want to ditch you but this... date it has been arranged for a while and-"

"I get it." Louis has a weak smile on his face. It sucks, it fucking sucks. He is fighting over Harry with Taylor, his very best friend, only to get ditched by the one he is choosing for. Louis is not going to lie, it hurts and it makes him question whether he made the right choice.

"I know that face, Louis." Harry whispers, thumb caressing his cheek. "I'd rather hang out with you, I promise. I have missed you so fucking much and there is nothing I want to do more right now than sit on the couch, order pizza, listen to your drama with Taylor and make you smile again. I really have to go, though but if you wait I'll be back as soon as possible. Please just... Don't leave, please." Harry is basically begging the older boy to stay in his house, scared that once Louis leaves he will never come back.

"I can't believe I'm already this clingy." Louis lets out a dry chuckle. "You should be able to go out with your girlfriend without begging me for my presence. I'm pathetic." Louis rolls his eyes. "I'm sorry, I'm just not used to- I don't know it never happened when you were with Tay because I knew when the two of you were going to go out?"

"Bullshit, I remember New Years. You're clingy, but I like it. Please be clingy enough to stay until I'm back?" Harry gives Louis a hopeful look and Louis can't do anything else than give him a soft smile and nod.

"Guess I'm going to spend the afternoon with the better Styles."