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And flipping finally, we have the two people I was dying to bring.

Harry's P.O.V (HERE YOU GO)

I entered the room happily, in hopes to see him waiting for me. "LOUUU!!!" I shouted for my beloved boyfriend for him to acknowledge my arrival. "Lou, see I'm back. Hey, where are you baby?" I looked for him in the entire house but did not get any response. Suddenly, the door of my room opened and out came the love of my life. He was just as beautiful as I left him a year ago. "Louis" I whispered, afraid that I would ruin the moment if I spoke any louder. I walked closer to hug him. I had missed his scent, his warmth and everything about him.

Just as I was about to hug him, I felt a small hand on my chest stopping me from getting further. "Harry, what are you doing here?" he asked. I was surprised at what he was saying. "Why Louis, aren't you happy to see me? I said I would come back and here I am. See."

He just gave me a blank expression and said, "No Harry, it's too late now. We are not a thing anymore and I hate you for what you did. So just get out of here."I could feel my insides being crushed with all the words that flowed out of Louis' mouth. How could he say something like that and what did I do?

"Louis, what did I do? Whatever it is I am sorry. I don't know what for but I apologize for my mistake. Please don't leave me." I was now crying and desperately clutching his hand in mine to not let him go. "He shook his head sideways and crushing all my hopes." We are over Harry and it's all your fault. You left me so I am not gonna stay here either." Saying this, he shrugged my hand away and started walking out of the house. " NOO LOUIS WAIT PLEASE, DON'T LEAVE ME!!" "LOUIS! LOUIS" I kept shouting but he never listened.

"No wait! Please don't go, LOUIS!"

I was jolted awake when somebody shook me. "Harry, are you okay? Relax, it was just a dream, mate." I was breathing heavy breaths. Niall held me close to him as I slowly relaxed in his arms. Tears rolled down my cheeks,"Why Niall? Why did it have to happen? Why did he leave? He was supposed to wait for me. But he didn't. He left me and I don't even know the fucking reason for it. I hate him Niall. I hate that even after six years; he is still in my thoughts and my heart. I hate that I can't forget him. I hate that I loved him. I hate that I still love him. I hate him Niall. He probably has moved on and has a boyfriend or a husband. I am sure he is happily living his life after putting mine in such misery. It's absolutely ridiculous, you know. We were together for only about one year but I can't seem to get over him even after six fucking years Niall! Why? why did I have to fall this deep? How can others move on from break-ups and I can't? "

Niall hugged me tight as I rambled out all the emotions I was feeling. He quietly listened to me and did not utter as much as a word. Letting all out helped me calm down. After crying for a while, I realised that I was going through this for someone who didn't give a damn about me. I wiped my tears and smiled up at Niall telling him I was fine now. "You okay?" he asked. "Yeah" I whispered and got up from my king-sized bed. "Thanks Niall." "Anytime mate. Wanna talk about it?"

I closed my eyes and let out a deep breath. I shook my head and said, "There is nothing to talk about Niall. It's over. You tell me, what brought you here?"

"You have to attend the promotional event for the album release. After that, you have a quick meeting with the management and then the CD signing tonight. It's a pretty busy day today. I called you in the morning but you didn't pick up. So I thought why not go, wake you up and have some breakfast with you? Anyways get ready soon and come down. I am going to cook us something."

I nodded and he left the room. I went to the bathroom and washed my face as if trying to wash off all the memories. Moments like these make me feel weak. To anyone who doesn't know me for real, my life was perfect. I have everything anyone could ask for. But I don't have the most important thing people need in their lives and that's love. I tried dating after HE left but it was all in vain because there was not one person I couldn't see him in. Some way or other, he always made his way in my mind and I couldn't stop him. But, not anymore. I have decided I am going to forget him from now on and delete everything related to him from my life and heart. What's ironic is the fact that I've been saying this to myself everyday for the past six years now but nothing ever changed.

I dressed up and went downstairs and bumped into Niall who was apparently coming upstairs to me. "Mate, good that you came downstairs. Saved me the trouble of climbing these stairs and then coming down again. It would've been really...."

"Niall, you are rambling." I chuckled "what exactly did you want?"

"Yeah right, I am really upset Harold. There is no food in the house!! How would you feel when the paps know that the world-famous singing sensation doesn't have enough food to feed his best friend/lead guitarist? "He kept his hand on his chest and sighed dramatically, "the fans will be crushed, Harold" I rolled his eyes at him as he was being his usual dramatic self. And honestly, his drama multiplies a hundred times when food is concerned. "Stop being a drama queen, Nialler. And as far as the food is concerned, how do you expect the kitchen to be stocked when you empty it every week with your ferocious eating?"

"Ohh puh-lease, now, since I am a great friend and love you to death, I am going for grocery shopping and I will bring some breakfast on my way back. I made tea for us. It's in the kettle on the kitchen slab in case you want some for the hangover from last night. Bye." with that he went out of the house.

I decided to have some tea since I did have bit of a headache after last night and after the dream. I mentally thanked Niall for making the tea exactly the way I like especially after hangovers. I took the cup and went to the living room. Since I had nothing to do until Niall returned, I decided to watch a bit of TV. Not finding anything interesting, I kept flipping the channels until...

"Spotted! Pop star Harry Styles was seen in front of the night club in LA last night with a beautiful brunette. The 25 year old star has recently released an album that has broken all records and has been a tremendous hit. Last night, Styles was seen clubbing with his close friend slash lead guitarist, Niall Horan and a few other friends. The others present at the club say that he was quite ecstatic and had downed quite a lot of shots. But what's interesting is the fact that Harry was seen leaving the club at two in the midnight with a gorgeous and mysterious company with him. He has been known for his winning charms and there would be no surprise if he won over the girl. What we don't know is whether the brunette was just a one night stand for the singer or a possible love interest. Ever since the singer paved his way in the music industry, he has dated no one for more than a month. Although, most of his songs talk about a special someone. Recently, Styles was seen close to singer Taylor Swift but he clearly denied the rumours saying that Taylor was just a good friend.

The photo clicked shows that the mystery girl was quite close to Harry and was holding him in his drunken state. We are sure Styles got some last night. Let's see, if this girl stays with him or they go their separate ways after the night.

Next up is Beyonce's new single that......"

I closed the TV after it and sighed. This was absolutely ridiculous. Only because I was coming out of the club with a girl doesn't mean we had sex. This was an insult not just for me but also the girl. I had met Elisa at the club last night. Niall and all other guys had wandered off to the dance floor. I was drinking my tenth shot when this girl Elisa came to me. She tried hitting on me but I clearly shrugged her off. She realised that I was probably drinking due to some heartbreak, which I was. She stayed and talked to me. Somehow, I liked talking to her. Perhaps, the alcohol in my body made me open up to her. When I continued drinking, she offered to drop me home to which my drunken self agreed.

She had come home with me and I rambled all about HIM in front of her even though I never used his name. It oddly felt good talking about it with someone who wasn't Niall. She quietly and patiently listened to everything I said and made sure I was okay and safe, considering the emotional state I was in and the alcohol flowing in my veins. She told me how her boyfriend cheated on her and that she had gone to the club to cool it off. We talked for about two hours. She left the place at four in the morning but not without exchanging numbers. Even though I was piss drunk, I could say that Elisa was a nice and genuine girl. She had left my place at dawn after making sure I was asleep.

But I was awake.

Talking to Elisa had brought back an ocean of memories of me and HIM. The beautiful and serene nights we had together, the amazing days when we did nothing but cuddle until it was noon. But it also brought the feelings of loneliness and betrayal that I had faced, which resulted in me having that awfully painful dream. These memories were once my desire that seemed far reaching when we both were just friends. And when I actually got to experience them with him, I was in bliss. Those were the most beautiful days of my life. But now these memories have become my nightmares. They prick me like a sharp needle every time they flash in my mind.

I hate this feeling. I hate how he is far away in his own joyful world but is still affecting me. I hate him. But at the same time I can't bring myself to hate him because I was the reason behind all of this. I know he left me because I was not there with him. He might have found someone much better than me. Yes, this was it. Even though he never said why he broke up, I know this is the reason. It was me. 

The recurrence of these dreams and memories were not as often now as they used to be a few years ago. Time healed my pain a bit but it did not remove the feelings which I was afraid, I still possessed. Sure I could get practically anyone I wanted , now that I was famous and successful. But, I had known from the start that what I felt for him was something I could never feel for anyone else. Getting over him was a total failure for me. After freaking out a lot of times, I resolved that I would never date anyone. So working on my music, world tours, drinking and one night stands were my life. It was only because of Niall that I was still sane. If it were not for him, I would have given up singing and everything else long ago. Louis was my musical inspiration back in the days. And I hate that he still is. Most of my songs are still about him. I wonder if he even listens to my songs and realises...

"Well, the tea will not get into your mouth by itself, you know that right?" A voice came from next to me. I was startled by the sudden presence beside me. Niall freaking Horan. He just jumps out of nowhere all the time.

I rolled my eyes at his snarky comment, "And this scary idea of suddenly speaking in my ears can make me die of heart attack, you know that right?" I imitated his tone to mock him.

"Oh, did I scare the baby. I am so sorry." He said dramatically putting a hand on his chest. "Anyways, I brought the food and some groceries. I don't want to die starving so I am going to serve my plate. Bring your non-existent butt in the dining room now."

"EXCUSE YOU, I have a pretty bum which girls and boys swoon over, alright?" I said.

He laughed at my comment and raised his hands in surrender, "okay Mr. I have a pretty bum, now come have your food."

These little banters with Niall were something I was very thankful of. Niall has been my constant support throughout my singing career. He kept me from falling and would do anything to lift up my mood when I was feeling low. And he knew every single thing about me and my life in the past years. This thought reminded me of Elisa because she was the only one, other than Niall who knew about HIM, even though she had only a slight idea.

I picked up my phone and sent a text to Elisa. I had to thank her for what she had done last night. She brought me home when I was not in the right state of my mind, helped me cool down, and listened to my feelings even though she was nothing but a stranger. I could see Elisa as a good friend. Moreover, there was something I had to talk to her about.

Harry: Hey Elisa, this is Harry. We met last night, in case you don't remember. I am extremely sorry for the embarrassment and trouble I caused you. I just texted you to thank you for doing what you did last night. I really appreciate it and it would be lovely if you joined me and my friend for lunch tomorrow but only if you don't mind. I really want to do something to show my gratitude. And there are a few things I would like to discuss with you regarding last night. Text me when you can. H.

I stuffed my phone in the pockets of my sweatpants and went to the kitchen to join Niall. He had brought grilled cheese sandwich for me. I was about to take my first bite when my phone buzzed, notifying me of a message. I opened the message to see it was from Elisa.

Elisa: Hey Harry. Yes, I remember you. I mean who would forget THE HARRY STYLES. ;)  And no you were not an embarrassment at all. Of course, I would love to go on lunch with you. Just let me know the time and place. I'll be there. :) E.

Harry: Thanks for agreeing to come. I don't want the paps to notice, so how about we meet at my place? Say at about 1 pm?

Elisa: Sure, sounds good. Okay then, I'll see you tomorrow. Bye Harry.

Harry: Hey Elisa, I wanted to ask something. Umm... I hope you haven't given my number to anyone, have you?

Elisa: Don't worry Harry; I wouldn't do anything as such. You can trust me with that. And before you even ask me I can assure you that I won't tell anyone about our lunch tomorrow. I completely understand your concern and believe me I respect your privacy. See you tomorrow.

I smiled at Elisa's message. I knew she was trustworthy.

Harry: Thank you so much, Elisa and yeah see you tomorrow. :)

"Whoa, what is it on your phone that made you smile, huh? Who is it?" Niall raised his eyebrows suggestively. I made a face at him and said, "No Niall, it is absolutely not what you're thinking." I explained all the last night events to him and how Elisa helped me calm down. I could see Niall's face turned from curious to regret.

"I am sorry. I wasn't there. I was supposed to do what this Elisa girl did." He said in a low voice. Niall has taken it as a job to take care of me, which I don't agree. I shook my head and said, "No Niall, you were not SUPPOSED to do it. I am a grown up and I can take care of myself. It is entirely my fault that I am still letting the past affect me. It's okay if you weren't there and I don't expect you to be there for me all the time. Please don't be sorry because it was not your fault."

"Yeah, but..." I stopped him before he could start talking about the matter again

"No Niall, stop it. We don't talk about it anymore, alright?" Niall sighed but realised I was not taking any of it and nodded. "Good. And yes, I have invited Elisa for lunch tomorrow and you have to be there. Now, I think we should hurry up if we don't want to be late for the event"

"Oh, don't rush me, Styles. I am supposed to be behind cameras so I don't need to get ready. You hurry up and get ready and lemme enjoy my sandwich in peace." I snickered at his love for food. "Sometimes I wonder if you will ever get over this lunatic food obsession and fall for someone or not."

"Ohh no mate, I am already in a very intimate relationship with my food and I don't cheat. There is no one for me but my sandwich" He said and brought the sandwich to his mouth and kissed it and then stuffed a big bite in his mouth.

I laughed at his action. "You are a true Irish leprechaun" I shook my head, a smile dancing on my lips.

"Tell me something I don't already know!" he sang the line making me laugh even more. He got up from his seat and started pushing me to my bedroom.  "Okay now off you go. Give me some alone time with the love of my life. Go,Get ready fast. We will leave in 20 minutes."

I turned around and hug Niall tightly, "Thanks Ni. Thanks for making me feel better. Thanks for being here for me. Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" he laughed and hugged me tighter.

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I went upstairs to get ready for the rest of the day. I was kind of happy to have a busy day as it would become an easy way for me to get over the incidences from last night. I dressed up and went to join Niall to continue with the rest of my day with a certain someone still lingering in the back of my head.

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So, this was it. i hope you liked it. This chappie shows how Harry and Niall's present life is. How Harry hates Louis for leaving him but can't verily stop loving him even after six years.

What do you think about Harry considering himself the reason of their break-up? What can be the actual reason behind it?
 What are your views about this Elisa girl? Would Louis and Michael and Harry and Elisa end up together? Please write your views in the comment box.

Also, I am not sure about the next update. I might update at the end of May because I have a few exams in these two weeks. But if I get time, you can expect one more update before I go on this small break. Either ways, I promise I'll be back soon.

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Updated: 09/05/2018

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