A/N: If you are really into this story then I'd suggest you to read this chapter without missing any word. This chapter would answer all the secrets which are bugging you since the beginning! x

As the words escapes Harry’s lips, he’s already outside of the door as I don’t miss a second to rush behind him, calling his name and failing to reach his hand and stop him multiple times before he enters inside Louis’ room.

“How many years would it take you to understand that you didn’t rape a girl you asshole! You both were drunk and it’s called hooking up unconsciously you man with disturbing brain! It was an accident!”

I cover my mouth with my hands as Harry pins Louis against the wall with full force, his full fist strung around the collar of Louis’ button up. Both of Louis’ hands are on his sides, slowly curling themselves up in fists. Surprising me, Louis doesn’t protest, instead he keeps standing there keeping his burning and at the same time teary eyes on Harry’s. I notice his lips slightly tremble as if he’s going to cry right now.

“Harry stop for………….”

“No!” Harry yells over Louis’ face but Louis doesn’t even flinch a bit. “I'm done with listening to you, trying to stop me! I'm listening to myself from today! I need my best friend back you bitch!”

“It’s been decades since that incident in Yorkshire Louis! Do you even have any idea how many things you’ve thrown away from your life when your stupid thoughts about what happened in the Empiro strippers club that night should be the one to be thrown away? You threw me away, you have thrown your bond with me away and most importantly…………..” Harry swallows the lump inside his throat before he whispers the last words instead of screaming. “You’ve thrown yourself away. Look at the pathetic, dumb beast you’ve turned yourself into with some guilt story.”

My eyes get teary as Louis pulls Harry into a tight hug and both of them embraces each other like they're the last thing they want to hold on. Before I could appreciate their reunion perfectly, Harry’s words from a while ago starts to replay inside my head.

Yorkshire.

Empiro strippers club.

Why this words are striking me like a poisoned bullet?

Yorkshire.

Empiro strippers club.

25th May, 2014.

Summer camp.

“Louis can I talk to you for……for……a few minutes? Please?” I ask leaving heavy breathes, trying harder than ever to keep my voice steady.

I don’t want to recall those memories but I need to know, need to know if Louis was…………….Louis was one of the two guys that night.

Why so much thing is going on at a time in my life? Why I can’t have the happy phase of my life for a bit longer compared to the tensed phase?

Harry nods and stares at me for a moment before leaving the room. I look down again before closing my eyes and sigh heavily as the padlock clicking proves that Harry is already out of the room. Taking a few moments to stick with my conscious self, fighting against my haunting memories, I look above and discover Louis sitting on the edge of the bed. I slowly walk towards him and sit as he gestures me to. I feel both of us look at the ceiling at the same time, maybe he’s also fighting with himself to be the beginner of the conversation.

“Reen I can tell you the whole story right now if you want to…………………..”

“I want you to, right now.” I cut him off keeping my eyes on the beautiful chandelier hanging from the ceiling which is as dramatic and critical at the same time, upholding its beauty, just like life.

“It happened when we went for a summer camp ay the end of high school, in Yorkshire. Can’t deny that I was a horrible hormonal teen. Flirting, being the heartthrob of school for my kinky acts are some of the things which also geared up my ego that day.” I look at him as he is paused by a faint smile. “The last day of our camp, Niall and I decided to drink some fancy hard drinks for the first time. We used to do parties but not that getting high and losing virginity kind of parties. Harry was my best friend, we both were like the best friend anyone would dream of but that night, changed the fact.”

“Niall used to be the spoilt rich kid with all the punks you’d read in stories and Harry kinda didn’t like my company with him though Niall was in our friend cirlcle. Niall was nothing near to make your life vulnerable but he used to be the boy your parents would warn you about. He didn’t play with girls heart but he was the one every girl would queue up to sleep with. So when I invited Harry with us, we had a serious fight and he said something indicating my irresponsibilities to my family which hit me bad. You know the things you tell to that one person you trust by your life but then the person hits you on that exact point when you guys mess up, kinda like that. Then that was it, people say don’t do serious things when you’re angry. I went to the strippers club misunderstanding it as a normal night club, poured pints after pints into my warm blood filled with anger and lost my virginity to a random girl. I remember nothing about her but the one thing which is still blurry to me is........maybe she tried to stop me. I don't remember clearly but...........she might have and that still kills me. Maybe I've raped her. Worst things queuing up consequently, I killed my father the same year. They say it was an accident but I say not. Because he wouldn’t have gotten so distracted if I weren’t yelling over him for taking Harry’s side when I told him about my fight with my best friend.”

I look at him as I see tears streaming down his face, his eyes closed.

“14th March 2014, the last day of our summer camp on the last year of high school. So I was pretty desperate to keep memories in the tiny camera my ex-boyfriend gifted me on my last birthday. Derick was my first and only boyfriend, I used to decorate my perfect future with him.” I pause as I feel my vision gets blurry. “I remember having the recognition of a clever and smart girl but I guess Derick was so desperate to break the record without letting me realize. Still I don’t understand why he was only in a relationship with me just to get closer to me, gain my trust and then shatter my image in the school. Well, I was famous in my own way being the best athlete and volunteer and Derick was the best football player with his bad boy attitude. But somehow, the thought dug dip in his head that I gained fame only after I started dating him and I always used to protest because he wasn’t right. And then that night……………..he fulfilled what he wanted………………in a wrong way.”

I stop as I feel Louis hesitantly sliding his fingers between mine, trying to interlace them. I look at him and then look at our tangled fingers before closing my eyes and continuing.

“Oren was dared just to pay a visit to a strippers club when she was drunk. Empiro strippers club. Derick was looking for me and when he saw Oren entering into the club, he thought it was me. Because Oren used to be the registered nerd and she never went to parties, never even dated a boy until her last boyfriend. Then the night happened. The next day when she came back home, she became suicidal because she was fucked by some random person, in a stripper club. And losing her V-card to a complete stranger is the kind of thought Oren couldn’t accept. She stopped going to school because she was afraid what if the boy is from our school? What if she’s mocked in front of the whole school? Maybe she is sounding so immature to you but my sister is actually like that, intolerably fragile. So my mum decided to send her through some psychological therapy.”

“But what’s the part of Derick here?” Louis almost whispers as he lays down on the bed beside me, both of us looking at the ceiling just so we don’t have to look at each other maybe, our fingers still intertwined loosely.

“When the school opened, after entering into the corridor I felt like everyone was talking about me and it wasn’t anything positive. Oren was at home because she had to visit her consultant that day.” I stopped as I finally let a tear drop down my eyes. “Then Bebe took me in a corner and hugged me tightly...........so tightly Louis." My uncontrollable sobs get louder with each of my words. "T-telling me over and over again that she trusts me......and she’d be always there with me. After a lot of insisting, she showed me some pictures which went viral in school. And it was a picture of Oren…………….Oren with nothing on her but a half naked guy o-over her whose face can’t be seen and there is another picture of Oren with Derick, making out. Derick spread that it was his cheater girlfriend aka Reen who was using him to be famous in school. That I....... I made out with a random guy just after getting laid by him. I felt like the biggest whore alive in the history that day Louis, I.......I couldn’t even protest because I didn’t have anything without my words to prove myself. Even if I say it was Oren, none would believe me, none. And why would I want to do that to Oren?”

I burst in tears this time as each and every moment from that day starts to take a colourful hue. The insult, the hate and all the negative words I went through. Somehow I went back home that day with the little energy I had left inside me. I gave my best to look normal because that was the time we got to know about Dad having cancer a few days ago and Oren is not in a good mental state. So my sorrow would only add up the gloominess of the house. But not a surprising thing in the era of social media, that Oren already knew.

*Flashback starts

“How was school Reen?” I look at Oren as she suddenly asks me once we’re inside the room after dinner.

“Yeah it was well......tiring as always and the test results came out…………..”

“How long you’d hide?” She cuts me off as I stop wandering inside the room, looking at her nervously. My eyes fall over her wrist where she has multiple cuts.

“Hide w-what? That I got poor marks in sociology?” I try to pull my lips in a smile to get rid of my nervousness but fail.

“Tomorrow I’m going to school and telling everyone the truth and getting rid of the sin I’m growing inside.” She utters through her gritting teeth and walks fast to her bed.

“S-sin growing inside?” My body gets numb as I look at her widening my eyes, sitting beside her on the bed. “Oren are you……..are you pregnant? Oren don’t be fucking mute answer me!”

“Yes I’m Reen!” She yells as she bursts in tears. “I’m pregnant and I don’t even know who the father is, tomorrow the whole school is going to know about it and call me a hoe! So I’d just get rid of it tomorrow and clear the misunderstanding about people thinking it’s you. I'd rather die than hearing all the things they're commenting about you in facebook and all other social media!”

“Shut up! Just shut up!” I yell over her face. “What do you mean by getting rid of it? A baby is never a sin Oren! Have you lost your mind?”

“Reen I can’t keep the baby, I can't. I'm only 17! Every time it’d remind me about the accident, hooking up with two guys and not even remembering a thing. I’m not you, I’m not strong enough like you and I can’t help it, I’m sorry. Just think about it Reen, it'd bring no.........”

“You’re doing nothing like that! If you’re having so many problems with keeping the baby with memories, well just………………..” I stop as I made the quickest decision I’ve made in my whole life. “Bring my baby to the world. Everyone would know it’s my baby, they’ll think Derick is the father.”

“Reen you’re talking nonsense and………………….”

“Oren I’m not talking nonsense. We all know I would never be able to give birth to a baby, remember how you tell me you'd be my baby's surrogate mother? High school is going to end, there’s the rarest chance of meeting the people in our school, me and Derick are not together anymore, and people will forget everything with time. What will change if you go tomorrow and tell them the truth? Only a few people would believe you and the others would think you’re just trying to get me out of the blame. Life’s short and I don’t want to spent this short life thinking over what people says about me or what they thinks wrong about me. Only I get the privilege to think about myself.”

Flashback ends*