I Understand. An AU/punk story.

(Read authors note..... I'm watching you! You better!!!)

We have been sitting on the main floor waiting for the guys to get out of their meeting for what seems like hours, and I was getting tired. Rhonda comes and brings me a water with Audrey who's crying on her hips.

"Oh, thank you... Do you want me to hold her?" I ask politely, feeling bad for the upset toddler.

"Would you?" She asks, bags under hey eyes. I nod and smile, taking the crying adolescent. Perrie, Rae, and Lauren all 'aww' and 'oooh' at the baby until she stops crying.

"There you go, no more tears!" I smile happily down at the little girl and she screams in delight.

"Excuse me, you guys know where Harry Styles is?" I look up to see a pale, odd looking man, maybe a few years older than me. His eyes are blood shot and big....

"Um, actually he's in a meeting." I inform him, he squints at me and then down at Audrey.

"Are you Lily?"

"Yeah, actually I am."

"And I hope this isn't his baby..?" He laughs a big laugh.

"No, this is my friends daughter... um can I ask who you are?" I ask and tell him nicely, confused who this was because he wasn't in our gang.

"Names Damen." Then he winks. Like winks, winks. At me? Nooooo... This guy was a creep.

"OK..... well if you wan't to talk to Harry, you're going to have to wait." I tell him, turning my back slightly, wanting to end this weird conversation.

"Oh, he knows me, it's fine." And with that he walks straight in to the basement.

"Who the hell was that?" Rae questions, just as confused as I was. We all shrug.

The boys come up moments later, Harry last, walking with Damen, having some sort of heated conversation. Louis makes his way to us, I get up and meet him in between the girls and where Harry still is.

"OK, tell me." He demands, I eye Harry nervously.. "And why do you have Audrey?" He suddenly asks, looking down at the toddler. She turns at the sound of his voice and starts jumping in my arms.

"Douie!" She squeals.

"Hi, big girl!" He takes her from my arms.

"I'll text you, OK?" He bites his lip but agrees. "How do you know Audrey and Rhonda?"

"Rhonda is my cousin." he says nonchalantly, kissing the little girl on the temple. I smile at the cute exchange. He hands her back to me... I didn't know they were related? "Yeah, I better get going... Mckenzie is waiting.." I look up at him, hes studying my face closely, I can't help but frown. So they really are together.

"Oh, yeah. Um, I'll see you around then." I say a little breathy. Not sure how to say goodbye to him. He wraps me in a hug which I accept happily, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"I miss you L." he whispers in to my hair line. I nod and dip my head in to his neck farther.

"I miss you too."

Pulling away, I watch him leave with out another word.

"You ready to go?" I spin around to find Harry watching me. His eyes fly tot he baby. "Umm, whos this." He chuckles coming close he offers his fingers and Audrey takes them, yelling happily.

"Rhonda's daughter. I was just holding her."

"Oh yeah, I guess I knew that." I nod and walk back to the bar.

"I'm leaving but call me if you need anything." I squish Rhonda in to another big hug, peck the toddler and meet Harry by the front door. It's another silent ride home.

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Harry drops on my bed, tired,obviously. Going to my dresser, I remove my jewelry and heels before sitting next to him. I would of hoped he would hold me, pull me down, rub my back. Pat my head? Kiss me? I don't anything... but he just falls asleep with his clothes on. I groan and get up, taking his shoes off of him and wrestling his belt open, I barely manage to rid him of his black jeans before falling down next to him. My phone buzzes

From:Louis>:(

So tell me now!!

To:Louis>:(

Drugs.... :/ They were All doing them..... thats why he looks sick.

From:Louis>:(

They're all real, real, real, dumb. And you're not the brightest if you put up with it.

To:>:(

He's my boyfriends Lou... I have to. I'm not going to keep letting him hurt himself...

From:Louis>:(

Yeah, I guess you're right.... take care of him? OK? He was my best friend once....

To:Louis>:(

You guys still are.... you'll get over this dumb feud eventually.

I'm too tired to wait for his reply though
I call the dogs on the bed, they cuddle with me for the night since !Someone! wouldn't. I was cold that night.

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It's a few days later.

Harry has been short and distant from me this entire time. He wakes up late, gets ready, says bye, and then goes to work. It's awful. He comes home, gives me a pathetic excuse for a hello and then passes out before I'm even a little tired.

I know it's the withdrawal. But it doesn't make it any easier.

I text Louis and Martin everyday and we're all pretty good friends!

I'm watching Great Gatsby and it's around ten. Harry comes through my front door.

"Hey..'' He mumbles, not stopping, he goes to my room and starts getting ready for bed.

I don't know what to do. Or what to say.

I get up and go to the bedroom and get my pajamas on in front of him, not embarrassed because I know he won't look at me. Getting in to bed my phone buzzes.

From: Lou(:

Is he home yet?!

To: Lou(:

yeah... still nothing though:(

From:Lou(:

Well don't take it personally.... hes probably a little depressed. That shit is crazy stuff... it might take him a little time.

"Who are you texting?" Harry suddenly asks. My heart goes crazy, just from hearing his voice. He doesn't sound like himself fully.. but he's still talking to me!

"A friend." I mumble, his hand finds my hip....

''Oh.."

"Harry?" I had a question I had been wanting to ask him for a while.

"Hmm?"

"Whos Damen?" He grows tense, his hand repels.

"Um, just a buddy.." Liar.

"You do know I can tell when you lie, right?" I snap, sitting up. I hear him snort.

"Yeah, OK I'm lying, you're right. Like always."

I can't believe him. He's so damn immature. I get up from bed and stand over him.

"First off! All I was doing was asking a simple fucking question! Not that you would care, you never talk to me anyways! All you had to do was answer" He furrows his eyebrows as I keep going. I was beyond pissed. "Second, I never said he wasn't your 'buddy.' I know he is, I was asking for the whole story! Which I know there is because when you lie you either don't look me in the eyes or you stop touching me and your voice sounds weird! So don't pretend I'm being the bitch here, Harold! YOU'RE being mean!" And with that I leave the bedroom and go to the couch.

Stupid boy.

To:Lou(:

Well he tried to talk to me and now we're just just fighting!! uggh! I'm so frustrated!

From:Lou(:

Sorry....:/

Notes

POST WHAT YOU WANT TO HAPPEN NOOWWWWW. EVERY THIRD GUYS. IT MIGHT TAKE MORE THAN ONE CHAPTER. THEY WILL ALL BE ENTITLED CHRISTMAS SPECIAL SO YOU KNOOOWWWW