I was laying in my bed in the dormitory, while Bim was watching TV. She didn't know what I had been through this morning. After being with Liam at Starbucks, we took the bus home while the storm had begun. Now, the rain was smashing against the window. It wouldn't seem to stop. The sky just seemed to get darker and darker.

"Hey!"

I flinched and looked up. Bim was standing in front of my bed.

"What's up with you?" She asked.

"Nothing." I mumbled.

If I told her, she would find out about the Louis-thing, and that was something I didn't want. My friendship with Bim was very important.

"You might wanna tell your face that." She said and frowned.

I sat up.

"It's nothing, I'm just tired."

She nodded slowly.

"I'm going to grab some food, do you want some?" I said and put on some shoes.

"Nah, I'm good." She said and sat down in front of the TV again.

I walked down to the cafeteria. There were loads of people there, as usual. I bought two sandwishes and one coffee, even though Liam had already bought me three at Starbucks. Liam.. Oh, Liam. My stomach felt warm just by his name. But, Louis.. Zayn.. Harry.. Niall..
I sighed and realized that this is what I gonna have to deal with now in the future, if I think of one of them, the others will come to my mind too. What had I done? This whole hexagon-situation was all my fault. I should've just kept my mouth shut, and nobody would've gotten hurt.
Hurt.. I thought of Louis. Maybe I should go and see him, see if he has calmed down, I thought. But then again.. I would just ruin it even more. It would be safer to wait until tomorrow. And just as I was walking up to my room, thinking of all the boys, I got a text-message.

Harry: Hi, Kath. Can I please talk to you, alone?

I replied fast.

Kath: Sure.
Harry: Good, meet me outside the gym.

I put all the food in my purse, and walked down the stairs and through some new corridors. As I got closer, I could see a tall, curly-haired figure get even more familiar. Good, I sighed, we're the only ones here.

"Hi." He said with a crooked smile.

"Hi." I said and tried to avoid his green, hypnotizing eyes.

"Listen.. " He started. "I think we can make this work, okay? I think that if we come up with some strategi, or a plan, we could all date and be.."

"Wait, what?" I interrupted him. "Do you think I should date.. all of you?!"

He shrugged his shoulders.

"Yeah, why not? It can work!"

"No.." I chuckled. "No, Harry, I can't. That isn't.. normal."

"Who cares about normal?!"

I was frustrated. What was he thinking? That I would date all of them?! No way I would! That would be crazy.

"Harry, I won't date all of you, that's for sure. How did you even come up with this idea?" I asked.

"Well.. I was thinking of it all.. And how much I like you.. And how much I just want you to be happy.. And if dating all of us will make you happy, then do it. And it's totally cool! You should do crazy stuff, life is all about the craziness, right?"

"Yeah, crazy as .. bungyjumping, or skydiving. Not being a whore and dating five guys at the same time!"

"Hey." Harry said and took a step closer.

He put his hand on my chin.

"Just because your heart doesn't know what it wants, doesn't mean you're a whore just because you would try to figure it out, right?"

I was quiet. I still thought he was out of his mind. Date all of them, at the same time? How would that even work? They would all be jealous of each other, and become competitive. No, no, that would be too much.

"Harry, it doesn't work that way. You gotta choose one here in life. Or maybe cheat on two, but not five, okay?" I said low.

Harry sighed.

"I think it could be fun. Look, it's better than to not be in touch with us at all, right?"

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well, you don't expect things to just go back to normal again, do you? It's going to be very awkward, and maybe we won't even remain friends. But.."

He smirked and played with some hair of mine.

"If we start dating, you'll get what you want, these guys plus me will get what we want, and it won't be awkward. Please? I think if we just come up with some system, maybe this crazy-in-a-good-way idea will work. And we will all enjoy it, I promise."

I sighed.

"I just.. I need more time, to figure things out.. Besides.. I don't think the guys would even want it.."

"I've known them for a big part of my life. They'll love it."

I looked up at him. His eyes were shining out of excitment. And I couldn't help but smile.

"Is that I yes?" Harry asked.

"No, it's not. This is a bad idea, and you know it."

"No, it's not a bad idea! Admit it, you want it! Somewhere deep inside of you, you've just been waiting for someone to bring this idea up, because you know you would love to have us all. And baby, I can promise you, we all want you, so it's a win-win. Besides.. I will work my ass off for you." He smirked.

"I just don't.."

"No, don't say that! Listen, you need to find out what you want anyway. And how are you going to do that when you're not going to be friends anymore with us? And don't come with the "I can live without you guys anyway"-bullshit, because believe it or not, I know how it feels to be in love. I wouldn't trade that for anything."

I sighed again. I was starting to see his point. But it was still a crazy idea.

"Someone's gonna end up hurt.." I said.

"Well, isn't love worth that? I think a broken heart doesn't stand a chance against the feeling you get when you see the person you love, the bubbly feeling you get in your stomach, or that spark you feel between to innocent eyes. Or a warm hand entwined with yours.." He whispered.

"Are you going to be a poet or something?" I asked, both amused and blown away from his deep choice of words.

"If that's what it takes to make you do this." He grinned.

And again, I sighed. Because I didn't have an argument anymore. Maybe, somewhere, somehow, he was a little right. Maybe I needed this. I could figure out what I wanted in many ways, and even though this probably was the worst way to find out, it was at the same time maybe the best way. It would be so clear who woud stick around, who would fight for me, who would bail and who would be the one. If I were to do this, it would just mean a lot of work, and maybe a heartbreak. But like Harry said, maybe a broken heart didn't stand a chance against love.

Notes

Hi guys! I can explain why I didn't write yesterday. I was having a sleepover with my friend and it kind of would've felt awkward to write at her place. Besides, I wrote two chapters on Friday, right? Well, well. Going to bed now. Love, A.

Do you think Harrys idea is good, crazy, stupid, interesting..?

Do you think the other boys are going to be willing to try it out?