The sudden burst of the door makes me jump and run to the doorway of the bathroom, Liam in tow. I don't even see who's at the door, all I see is Louis sitting on the couch. He looks at me like a deer caught in headlights. My eyes well up with tears again. Liam had to wave his hand in front of my face a couple of times to get me to focus. I snap out of it and wipe my eyes with the back of my hand. Niall stands there with the biggest smile on his face and presents me with a bucket of chicken. "I kept me promise,stole it from the stylists table. Oh ya, never try that," he says rubbing the back if his head with his free hand. "Got a brush thrown at me head. " Liam laughed and I had to smile at Niall's cluelessness. Then Louis put his head in his hands and sighed loudly. The smiled dissapered from Niall's face and he walked over to Louis and put a hand on his shoulder. " What's up with you mate? You look like Harry just did and -" Louis looked at me and got up from the couch. A few short strides and and he was in front of me his lips crashed against mine and my face between his hands. I kissed back in surprise and habit, but then I pulled away remembering the news I was told about him and Briana. He looks me dead in the eyes, "I can't tell you what I know but I can tell you I still love you and mean it." He storms past a shocked Liam and Niall and out the door. We stand in silence with our mouths open and stare at the door. Niall is the first to break the silence. "What the h-e- double hockey sticks happened?"