"You're lying to me. You just don't like her! Which I don't understand! She's a good person!" I lashed out. I wanted to hate him. I wanted to believe that he was wrong but the nagging feeling in my gut when she avoided questions let me know he wasn't lying.
"Harry, I wish that was true. I looked her up. I found all of the documentation." He sighed heavily as he repeated it once more, "She's married." I wanted to collapse. I wanted to fall to my knees and curse everyone. I wanted to cry. How could she not tell me? Why am I not angrier? Why does it hurt like this? Louis placed his hand on my shoulder to comfort me. I glared at him, a fire blazing in my chest. He quickly removed his hand. "Harry, I'm sorry. I just looked at it last night. I was going to tell you this morning but you woke up later than I thought you would and then Enola was up too. I just..." Louis scrambled for the right words. I still couldn't speak. I was infuriated with him.
"I still don't believe you." I muttered.
Louis sighed, "I didn't think you would, so, I printed this." Louis handed me a neatly folded paper from his back pocket. Just as he was about to put it in my hand, the door swung open again.
"Hey baby!" Enola beamed at me as she dropped her bags and removed her jacket. I tried to smile at her but what Louis just said was stopping me from it. "Hey, is everything okay?" Enola asked brushing hair away from my face. I nodded quickly even though I was fighting the urge to pull away from her. I was trying to fight all of the emotions boiling within me. "I'm sorry it took so long. I went to like a million stores, not just the ones you said you liked most looking for pants for you. Apparently, you're height is like the most common around here." She laughed. I nodded once again. It was like I was broken. I couldn’t move, couldn’t speak. She smirked a bit holding a bag out to me. "And I had to take the time to find this." She dropped the bag in my hand playfully. I looked down at it. It was from a high-end lingerie shop. My heart lightened. I wanted to laugh and tell the boys to get out but as I looked into her eyes again what Louis had told me had begun to eat at me. Things in my mind weren't adding up. She never wanted to talk about her day if she wasn't in her studio. She never spoke of her friends, just her mum. She always seemed distant later at night. Was Louis telling the truth?
I set the bag down on the table, "Actually, Noli, can we talk for a minute?"
Enola nodded, "Of course. You don't have to ask me silly." I smiled a little. If she were married, would she speak to me the way she does? The boys got ready to walk out. "Oh no, you guys stay. I'm sure we won't be long." She smiled at Liam, Niall and Zayn. She wasn’t even flinching. Louis was lying. He had to be. She would notice if I knew, wouldn’t she?
"I have to get back to Eleanor." Louis stated before leaving quickly. I was becoming angrier with him. Yeah, tell me what you think you found then run away like a chicken when it could get nasty.
"And I need to call my dad. He supposed to come out for a show later this week." Niall said as he bolted. Avoiding a situation that he had no part in starting was what Niall did best.
"I gotta call my mum. She's planning on visiting too." Zayn left as quickly as possible. I assumed he thought it wasn’t his business so he left. The proper thing to do.
Liam looked nervous, "I gotta...um...Sophia. I should call Sophia." He ran away quickly. I grunted at them. Way to be subtle guys, I thought to myself. I took a breath and tried to control my emotions. How was I going to ask her? How could I say it so that she wouldn't get defensive or cagey? Would she deny it? Would she admit to it? I didn't know what was going to happen and that scared me the most.