I lay between my sheets in my comfy bed, looking up at the ceiling. I follow the crack from the right corner all the way to the middle of the roof where it ends in a little spider web-looking pattern. I've been doing this for the past two hours. I can't get myself out of bed and I actually don't want to. I don't have to work today so I can lay in bed the whole day long if I want to. I slept really bad last night, I can't believe what happened. I can't believe I run into him there of all places. Sure I've thought a lot about him in the weeks since I met him the first time, but it was more a fantasy than anything.

By now I bet Harry knows about everything and he probably hates me. Who wants to date you best friends fuck? Probably not him. I wouldn't like to date anyone Lea's slept with. I still can't believe that they are friends, what are the odds on that? Why don't I watch the news? Read the papers? So I at least could keep the celebrities in check. I've hooked up with two guys from the same band, that's just weird. Well, Harry and I didn't really hook up, just kiss. But either way.

I sigh as I hear my phone ring from across the room, it's actually been doing that for a while, but I've been ignoring it. I'm not here! Someone's being very persistent though. I reach out my hand and get the pillow beside me to hold it against my face. I'm not here! Why do they keep calling? I groan as I sit up irritated. I lean over to where my phone lays on the small table.

“What?” I almost yell into the phone.

“Well, hello to you too.” Lea's voice say on the other end. I lay down again, taking a deep breath, calming myself down.

“Hi.” I say low.

“What's with you?” She asks surprised, I'm usually a very happy and calm person.

“Bad night, bad day, bad life.” I say, not sounding gloomy at all. Ha!

“Oh sweetie, what happened?” She sounds worried.

“It's all too much. I can't take it over the phone right now.” I say and hope she will drop it.

“Fine, I'll be there in twenty.” She say and hang up. I sigh as I set down the phone on the bed, closing my eyes. I guess it would be nice to talk to someone about this, me and my head doesn't always get along. My phone starts ringing again, why did she hung up if she wasn't finished? I wonder about her sometimes.

“What now?” I ask as I put the phone to my ear without looking at it.

“What do you mean?” The lovely voice of Harry say on the other end. My eyes pop open. Oh shit!

“Oh, hi. I thought you were Lea.” I say, feeling my voice being unsteady. Is he calling to yell at me? He must hate me.

“Oh, okey. Hi!” He chuckles. He actually chuckles? He's not mad at me? “So what are you doing?” He ask, sounding very cosy, his voice is so warm. Maybe the nameless guy, who has a name – I just don't know if it's Niall or Louis, never said anything? Can that be true? Why wouldn't he tell?

“Nothing special. Laying in bed.” I confess and look at the clock, it's noon. Not too weird to lay in bed at noon on a day off right?

“Are you okey? Are you sick?” He sounds concerned, making me smile. Maybe just a little bit weird.

“No, no. Just tired.” Are we really not talking about last night?

“Good. What happened last night?” He sound a little sad and I close my eyes, why did I have to think that? What will I say to him? I can't tell the truth, can I? If the nameless guy didn't tell him, should I?

“I don't know...” I breath. I hesitate, I don't know if I can do it. I hate hurting people and this will hurt him bad.

“It's all right, love.” He makes a little chuckling sound. “So, do you wanna meet today?” He ask, sounding his normal happy self. I feel so confused. I was not prepared for this side of him, I thought he would be bad or not call at all.

“Lea's actually coming by right now, so maybe later?” I say, still feeling weird with this situation. His friend. His best friend. How is that possible?

“Of course, call me?” He say and I agree, ending the call and finally getting out of bed. I put sweats on and walk into the kitchen, putting on a kettle of water. As my tea settles in, I sit down on my couch, looking out the window. I take a deep breath, feeling a little light headed, this is all too much for me. I've never been much for drama and this is drama on high level. When I take the first sip of the hot tea I hear the lock on my door unlock and soon the door open.

“Hi.” Lea say as her head pop in from the hall. I give her a sweet smile and it get wider as I see the ice cream she has with her.

“Hi bestest friend.” I say and hold my hands out for the ice cream as I've put down my mug with tea.

“Haha! Nice to be wanted.” She say as she hands be the ice cream and walk into the kitchen to get spoons before she sits down beside me. She cuddles up under my blanket as we open the ice cream and start eating. I love ice cream.

“So, what happened?” She asks as I've gotten a couple of spoons in me. I sigh as I put the spoon into the ice cream again, leaving it there for a little while.

“Ah, too much! I don't even know where to start.” I say, looking tired at her.

“Start at the beginning, I need to know everything.” She say and I start telling her about my amazing one-night stand. She's a little shocked by that information, since it's not my style at all, more hers. I then go over to the little information about Harry's bandmate and she almost chokes on the ice cream as I tell her that it's one of the guys.

“Who?” Her eyes are huge as she asks.

“I don't know, that's the problem. I know it's Niall or Louis, but who I have no idea.” I sigh, feeling my cheeks flush a little. Not knowing who you slept with – good girl!

“Wow! Here, tell me if this is him.” She say, picking up her phone and showing me a picture of a cute blonde guy.

“No, that's not him. Cute thought!” I say and she snickers.

“Then it has to be Louis.” She say and show me a picture and my face go deep red as the piercing eyes of my one-night stand looks back at me through the photo. Flashes of memories comes through my head of him going down on me, those eyes glittering with lust. I get goosebumps.

“Yeah...” I say and feel uncomfortable. So... Louis is his name. Nice to know the name at least.

“Holy shit! You slept with Louis!!” Lea yells as she stands up and walk back and forth in my small living room. “That is huge!” She say, more to herself than to me.

“What the hell am I suppose to do?” I ask despairingly. She sits down again and turn towards me.

“I don't know. If he didn't tell Harry, then who are? I'm not going to and no one else knows about it.” She say and give me a sweet smile. “Maybe just not tell him, it will probably only make him uncomfortable if you do.” She say and shrug.

“Yeah, but it makes me uncomfortable to know that they are friends.” I say, taking a big bite of ice cream. Trying to comfort myself, it's not working.

“So Harry didn't get anything?” She ask, looking very shocked.

“No, he even called before you came over, he wants to meet today.” I sigh, what am I suppose to do? Could I keep quiet about the whole thing and hope that Louis is too? That would be nice, I don't want to hurt Harry, I hate hurting people.

“So meet him. Forget about Louis, it was a one-time thing. He has probably forgotten about it.” She say, waving her hand. That makes me frown though. The thought about me meaning so little that he has forgotten about it didn't feel good.

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Three hours later I'm fully dressed to go out, I've showered and put some warm clothes on me. Lea left an hour earlier to work, she had the late shift. I had called Harry and he wanted to meet. I felt very nervous to meet him, what if it would be weird? I now knew things that I didn't want to know. I don't want to have slept with his friend. That's just insane.

We're going to meet at a place in Hyde Park. I get the buss a couple of stops before getting off and starting to walk through the park. My stomach feels uneasy and I feel my breathing being short. Maybe I shouldn't have done this, what if I can't act normal?

I walk along the narrow path to the little bridge where I'm suppose to meet Harry. As I get closer I see a person standing on the bridge in a black jacket with the hood up and sunglasses on. I frown, wondering who it is until I see that it's Harry. He looks so different. His smile though is the same and shows as I come closer.

“Hi.” He say happily as I come to stand beside him and he leans down to give me a kiss on the cheek. It still makes me blush and I hear his chuckle.

“Hello.” I say a little shy, looking down at my feet.

“You look lovely.” He say and I look up at him.

“And you look weird. Why are you wearing those? It's not even sunny.” I point at his glasses and frown. That makes him laugh and he takes them off.

“I got followed by some paparazzi and didn't want to get recognized as I walked from the car.” He shrugs. Right! I totally forget that he's famous and people know who he is. Oh, no! Does that mean that I'm going to be in the magazines if I get photographed with him? I look frantically around us, looking to see if someone's there.

“Don't worry! No ones here right now. Come on, lets walk.” He say, taking my hand and pulling me towards the other end of the bridge. I smile as his warm hand wraps around my smaller one and the feeling is nice. Maybe this will work out after all...

Notes

So, why do you think Louis didn't tell him? And will Harry find out?

I'm going away for a couple of days, but hope to have time to update anyway. Give me some comments and I will! ;)

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