"I don't know if it's a good idea to push Harry away, Louis." Zayn says as he sits on Louis' couch, feet resting on the small table. "Because what I understand from what you just said is that he actually likes you."

"Bullshit." Louis huffs. "He likes me, but as a friend and nothing more. And that's fine, that's how we were supposed to feel. I'm just the stupid one who brings his suppressed feelings up."

"How long have you liked him?"

"Doesn't really matter."

"But it does." Zayn crosses his arms and raises one eyebrow.

"Look, I have always liked him okay? First of all he is not bad looking and then I got to know him and we spent time together first with Taylor and then just us. I got attached pretty easily. I still don't know it is because I like him or because he is the first person that gives me attention after Aiden."

"How do you feel about him being together with Kendall?"

"I lowkey want to pull her hair out and push her off a bridge?" Louis gives Zayn an innocent smile.

"So you're jealous."

"I'm not, she's just a bitch."

"Who has what you want."

"Stop, it Zayn." Louis hisses. "It isn't even about Harry. Right now it's about fixing my relationship with Taylor, that's my priority."

"I do wonder, Louis. I think Harry's question was valid. Would things be different now if Taylor wasn't in the picture."

"And I'm going to give you the exact same answer: He is with Kendall."

"And if he would break up with her because he wants to be with you?"

"I suggest you start reading other fairy tales, Malik." With those words Louis grabs his jacket from the chair and slips on his loafers. "If you feel like staying, you can. Otherwise please lock the door, yeah?"

"How can I go home? You are using my car, you dick." Zayn rolls his eyes.

"Oh, I'm sorry Zayn I didn't know your feet were incapable of walking."

"You know, I can just take my car keys back, Tomlinson."

"No you can't, bye!" Louis quickly runs out of his flat, laughing softly. He loves having Zayn as a friend and he is sure that when he comes back, Liam is there as well. He enjoys to have the two of them around, although Liam is the shittiest manager ever.

Louis is happy that he has Zayn's car. It's rare but lately it has been raining quite a lot in LA. If that's the case he could easily go back to England, there's rain for breakfast. Rain also means that the fucking traffic is crazy.

"For god's sake I could have been there if I walked." Louis mutters. He starts to listen to the radio and it doesn't need a lot of time to hear the deep voice of an angel starting to sing.

Just stop your crying it's a sign of the times.

"I swear, god hates me." Louis groans. "Fucking Zayn's car with the stupid radio and the stupid rain and my stupid feelings for that stupid boy on the radio in stupid LA with stupid traffic and AAAAAH!" Louis just screams, needs to get everything out of his system. If Taylor is still not going to forgive him, he honestly is going to break down.

Finally the traffic gets better and Louis is finally able to just drive to Taylor's house. When he arrives though, he sees that another car is already parked. He recognizes the car, but decides to ignore it. What he can't ignore though, are the thoughts in his head right now.

Harry is here, Taylor likes him, maybe he likes Taylor back. Maybe Taylor was right that they would end up together again. Maybe Harry is touching her now.

If that's the case, should Louis be angry at them? How should he react? Can he bear to see his two best friends going at it?

"You didn't come here for nothing, Tomlinson." Louis gives himself courage. He decides to just enter the house using the key he has. He doesn't want to disturb them, lowkey even want to surprise them and catch them in the deed so he can be the one who can be all dramatic about it.

He expected to hear moaning, honestly, maybe just talking, anything but not Harry screaming. Louis has never heard Harry raising his voice and it sounds pretty scarry.

"I'm done with all of this, Taylor!" Harry shouts. "I can't do this anymore!"

Were they together again?

"It's too complicated to fix, just let it be!" Taylor says back.

"No, no I'm not just letting it be! This has been going on for too long. Isn't it enough that you are a victim to the whole fucking world? Why can't he know the truth? This is fucked up, Taylor."

"He is going to hate me!"

"And that's your own fucking mistake! I'm not going to keep protecting you. I didn't say a word during the contract like I promised you and I played along. But you bloody know how I feel about him and I think he feels something for me too but he keeps pushing it away because of you, Taylor! I have been doing you a favor for more than a year now, it's time to make up for it. If you don't want to tell him the truth than at least tell him that it's okay to be with me."

"I can't do that." Taylor shakes her head. "Because he will figure it out when you say about Kendall."

"It's my last week with Kendall and then I'm scheduled to be a bachelor for a while. Taylor, I like Louis and he likes me too but because he is such a good friend he pushes me away. It hurts both me and him, I can see it. Give us a chance, please. I saw him today- Tay you are fighting with him over nothing."

"He shouldn't have slept with you."

"I'm not even your real ex."

Louis' eyeballs are about to jump out of his head. What the fuck is going on?

"Just because it was only a contract doesn't mean I didn't actually care about you, Harry." She snaps. "I still do and Louis knows it and he still sleeps with you."

"Like you are best friend of the year, you have been lying to him from the beginning."

"You both did."

Both Taylor and Harry turn around, looking at a crying Louis, all covered up in his jacket to protect himself from something he doesn't know.

"And you told me you'd never lie to me." His voice is soft, broken, as he looks at Harry. "And I believed you, but actually it's the only thing you have been doing."

"Louis, what are you doing here?" Taylor is completely in shock.

"I was about to fix our friendship, but it seems that there is nothing to be fixed. All this time I have felt horrible about feeling the way I feel, I felt fucking guilty for nothing." He says looking at Taylor. "But you don't even blink an eye while lying to me. I hate you, the both of you, and please don't ever contact me again."

Louis walks away but he feels a hand on his shoulder, turning him around.

"Louis, please. I can explain." Harry's teary eyes stare straight into Louis' blue ones, kind of begging his soulmate to listen to him.

"I don't need your explanation. You may not be a cheater, but you sure as hell are a fucking liar."