Love in a Photograph

"What are you doing here?" I ask outside front of my house.
All three of them standing in a row outside my house like there ready to train for the military.

Louis, Liam and Niall stadning outside my house. "Love, we need you to believe us that you need to speak to Harry about all of this." Yep thought that was their reason for this surprise visit.

"It's not that simple" Is my only response......
"Please Hayley, I know you've heard it from him, but it is nothing" Liam speaks.
"Please Hayl's you have to believe us" Niall says with a failed attempt of puppy dog eyes.

"Look guys I appreciate your visit, but I'm cold and tired" I turn around to open my front door.
But then Louis speaks up. "Hayley please, this is all my fault" I turn to look at him with confused vision looking in his eyes.

I look at them all in a straight line still, and nod for them to come in.

I take them up to my studio. Liam and Niall admiring my work and the room. Louis sitting on my desk and I sit opposite him. "Ok, all of this is very confusing and entirely my fault." He begins, "what you introduced him to that girl in the photos." I attack. Louis cocks his head. I look up at where Niall is "Niall please put that down" and he does looking frightened.

"So who is she, the one in the photos that he seems all loved up and cozy with." I ask not wanting to know the answer.
"She's my girlfriend, well ex girlfriend" Louis finally confesses.
I slouch down and everything around me is hazy, did I hear him correct? My body is filled with regret, sadness, guilt. If only I have had given Harry the chance to explain.
"Go on" I snap out of it and finally learn the truth

"So she is my ex" he begins again. "I really want her back, and she was having doubts." Kind of like me my head yells. "And Harry the best friend he is went over I guess to talk to her about me and hoping of us getting back together, and we are finally working things out." He smiles, now Louis is doing what he did for him "When she said yes and gave in to his words of wisdom he was beyond happy that she agreed to give me another chance, so he hugged her."

I feel like I should be crucified, if my stubborn self would have just given Harry the chance t explain I would have never put myself through exhaustion of grieving the loss of our relationship. God he probably hates me now.

"See Hayley, you have nothing to worry about, he loves you more than life itself." He grabs my hands. I look down and sniffle and nod my head. "Where is he?" I ask with an timid voice.
"At our house, I think you should wait till morning, your tired love." he wipes some hair out of my face. I stand up slowly "Hayls, wait" he grabs my arm. "How did you even get those photos. I mean no one knew he was there not even us?" He asks me, and I have no idea. Looking back on that dreadful night I got home from dinner with my parents and it was just there in the mailbox and as soon as I got in the house my dad insisted I opened it right away. My thoughts are disrupted by Niall.

"Hayley, look" Niall shows me his palms of green and red paint and the hand marks he has left on my wall, like the inner child he is always trying to be.

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