《Best friend VS Boyfriend》Is the burnt out candle on fire again?
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"You are an idiot." Zayn shakes his head. "I'm really a 100 percent against this."
"I don't know the guy but from what Zayn has told me, this is a horrible idea Louis." Liam pipes in.
"Look, we are just going to grab a drink. It's not a big deal, okay?" Louis sighs.
"Why are you randomly deciding now, when you are in the middle of this shit with Harry, to go grab a drink with your cheating ex? It doesn't make sense, Louis."
"The only thing you guys see is that he cheated on me, but I spent five years of my life with him and he was also there during hard times. Could you please just stop judging? I'm not going to fuck him, I'm going to have a drink and catch up. He has a boyfriend anyways."
"I don't like this." Zayn shakes his head. "Like, not at all. You should call Harry and have a drink with him. The boy was standing here in front of your door yesterday when you slept."
Like Louis didn't fucking know that. He heard it, loud and clearly, 'best friend'.
"I will talk to Harry, but don't I have the right to cool down for a day? Also, why is nobody from you guys talking about Taylor?"
"Has she reached out as well?" Liam asks surprisedly.
Sadness waves over Louis. His best friend, the one since birth, hasn't reached out to him. It hurts, hurts very much.
"She hasn't." he looks down at his toes. "Look, guys it's only a drink okay? If anything is wrong, I will call you I promise."
"Don't do anything stupid, Lou. I have seen you during your first heartbreak..." Zayn says cautiously. "It broke my heart too."
"I know it did." Louis nods. "But those feelings are gone. I'm in a heartbreak now about someone else. I'm hoping that maybe this can set my mind off things."
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"Off Harry..." Liam corrects him.
"I'll see you later, guys. Order in later?" he asks his two best friends. They both nod and Louis waves at them before leaving.
He walks at the bar that's only around the corner. He is glad that they are meeting up there, it's close to Louis' place, close to his safe haven.
"Hey, Louis! Finally you are here again! The bar isn't enough for mister famous anymore." Luke, the bartender and owner of the place, jokes. He is also British and Louis loves the fellow British in America. It makes him feel a bit more at home.
"Hi!" Louis smiles. "I'm sorry, mate. I have been pretty busy with work and stuff. Glad to see you again, you okay?"
"Now I see your face I am, you fucker. So, who's coming with you? Where's Zayn?"
"It's not Zayn this time, mate. Aiden's coming." Louis feels uneasy mentioning that.
"Don't tell me you are with that prick again?" Luke shakes his head.
"Get in line with your worrying, Zayn told me the same. Just here to grab a beer with him and talk a bit."
"Pretty sure Harry doesn't agree either to that."
That name makes Louis' heart stop. Luke is one of the few people that knew about Louis hanging out with Taylor and Harry, he brought them to this bar several times and Luke and Harry got along amazingly as well.
"Don't think it's Harry's business with who I hang out, right?"
And just on cue the door opens, the boy everybody seems to hate enters. His hair is gelled to the back, he wears a jeans with a white shirt and he has a charming smile on his face. It used to make Louis melt into a puddle, now he just appreciates his good looks.
"Louis! Look at you, you look amazing!" Aiden walks up to him and pulls Louis in a hug. The smaller boy is in shock for a bit, but hugs back quickly anyway. It's rude not to.
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"Hey, how are you doing?" Louis asks politely. "I just ordered a drink, what would you like?"
"A beer as well." Aiden says.
"You do know that it's allowed to say please?" Luke snaps, basically throwing the filled glass at Aiden.
"You do know that it's allowed to be nice to your paying customers?" Aiden snaps back.
"Hey, why don't we go sit over there in the corner?" Louis suggests quickly. He knows the two of them, this will end up in a fight.
"Great idea, Lou." The boy pulls his arm over Louis' shoulder and leads the two at the table in the back. Louis doesn't know what to feel, but right now he isn't comfortable and still the only thing he thinks about is Harry.
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"Harry?"
"What Niall." Harry snaps.
"Staring at your phone doesn't make him call you." He says. "You went over yesterday, if he feels comfortable he will call you. You know that he cares about you."
"I do..." Harry sighs. "It's just- not the same way as I care about him. I miss him so much, Niall." Harry starts to cry softly. "It hurts so much, him hating me."
"He doesn't hate you."
"You haven't seen the look in his eyes when he overheard Taylor and I. I have never seen- He wasn't even that broken when things went wrong with Aiden. I just- fuck Niall. I want to hug him, okay? I want to be silly with him, make jokes, make him smile, make fun of his cooking so he can make fun of my long limbs and..."
"I didn't know you were this whipped."
"Have you seen him?" Harry smiles, looking at the ground. "He is perfect."
"I'm sorry, H. The only time I saw him, he was eating chicken at a party."
"He loves chicken. I remember when he tried to cook for me the first night Taylor was on tour. He wanted to comfort me because he thought I would be lost without my 'girlfriend'. Isn't he cute? It was chicken wrapped in parmaham stuffed with mozzarella with a side of mashed potatoes. He says that it was horrible but honestly, just because he made it, makes it the perfect dish and-"
"You're rambling about chicken, Harry. That's my job." Niall jokes. "Look, if he hasn't contacted you tonight, then go over again. Maybe you will have better luck?"
"I don't know about that." Gemma comes from upstairs, phone holding in her hand. "I'm sorry, H."
"What do you mean you're sorry?"
Gemma gives the phone to Harry and he looks at what's on it.
Louis Tomlinson is clearly having fun with a boy we haven't seen before. A source has told us that the boy in the picture is Aiden Grimshaw, ex-boyfriend of Taylor's bestie. The two of them were in a 5-year long relationship? Is the burnt out candle on fire again?
Under it are pictures from Aiden and Louis hugging, Aiden having his arm protectively around Louis.
"H, don't break my phone." Gemma hisses as she sees her brother's white knuckles.
"I can't believe- Aiden?" tears are rolling down Harry's cheeks.
So that's the real reason that Louis regretted what they did maybe.
Maybe this time Louis was the one that cheated on Aiden.
Harry isn't sure. He just knows that he wants to talk to Louis although he is not sure to make up or confront him.
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