1 month later

The crowdof fanscontinue to chant and screamas we disappearoff of the stage. Relieve washes over me as we walk down the cold narrow hallway towards are dressing room. After letting Lindsay go life has been stress free and for once good. I quickly grab my iPhone off the table and hurry out of the room and towards the car. Louis slides over to the left so I can sit down, I give him a nod.

"Amazing show," Niall chirps taking a sip of water.

"I know," Liam adds, taking a selfie with Zayn.

"Did you see Lindsay?" Louis ask softly.

"No," I answer looking down at the floor.

I haven't talked or seen Lindsay in a month, and I'm really proud of myself because it does really hurt. I feel it a lot a dull pain inside my chest. She was my best friend and we grew up and everything changed between us. We're to different like night and day, oil and water we will never mix well together.

"Earth to Harry." Louis says waving his hand in my face.

I blink repeatedly my thought leaving my head as I blankly stare at Louis. He frowns as his eyes look at everybody else. Liam pats my shoulder and lays his head on the seat.

"You okay?" Zayn ask his voice full of concern.

"Perfect." I manage to lie.

"Lying won't help." Niall states.

"You'll be fine without her Harry... you really do deserve better then her, I mean everything that she put you through was all crap." Louis expresses.

"I know... it's just hard."

"Love is hard Harry... that's just the way it works. If it wasn't everybody would get everything that they wanted. Louis claims wrapping his arm around my neck.

"Oh, she came by before the concert started. She wanted to talk to you but I told her you were to busy getting ready for the concert." Liam tells rubbing the back of his neck.

"Oh," Why didn't you tell me? I think to myself.

"I didn't want you to get upset. I guess she really needs to tell you something big, she said it was important for you to know." Liam continues to add on.

"Thanks," I whisper looking out the window.

We pull up to the hotel, this time from the back so the fans don't know we're here. I slide out letting the cold air cool me off. After parting ways to take a shower and change into different close we make plans to hang out together. Niall lets me take a shower first, so he of a football match. I take a quick one just washing my hair and soaping up, after that I put on black sweatpants and a white t shirt.

"Who won?" I ask sitting on my bed my eyes drifting out to the wonderful view of Los Angeles.

"Stanford," Niall answers with a laugh, " I bet you though it was soccer."

"I did," I answer back with a grin. "You should go get ready."

"Yeah... I'll be back soon." Niall whispers walking into the bathroom.

As I wait for him, I decide to relax and see what everybody is doing on twitter. I scroll through my tweets replying back to some of them, along with following a couple of peoples. A knock hits the door and I look up from my phone.

"Come in," I call out thinking it's the boys.

The door opens and I get up off the bed my body in shock as I see Lindsay standing a couple of inches away from me.

"What are you doing here, I thought I made it clear I never wanted to see you again." I growl, squinting my eyes at her.

"I got the memo, but we really need to talk." Lindsay replies, crossing her arms against her chest.

"I don't want to talk-" she cuts me off before I can finish.

"Fine, then you can listen." Lindsay's tone is sharp and serious.

"What is it?" I ask coldly.

"Is Niall here?"

"He's in the bathroom." I snap glancing towards the bathroom.

The light seeps through the crack, along with a couple of noises coming from the bathroom letting Lindsay know that Niall's in there.

"Can we-"

"Whatever you have to say to me you can say it in front of my friend." I state, my voice like venom.l

"Fine," Lindsay whisper looking at me.

"I'm pregnant." She calls out quietly so Niall doesn't hear.

"Pregnant," I repeat the words of my tongue trying to wrap my head around the new information.

I blankly stare at her as my mind try's to process the news of what Lindsay just told me. I bite my lower lip not knowing how or what to say back. If she's pregnant that could mean I'm the father, and even if I'm mad at her I'm not going to leave her hanging all alone. Lindsay taps her foot against the hardwood floor of the hotel.

"I want to help." I finally whisper, my eyes meeting hers.

"Harry," Lindsay voice is low and sweet. "I don't care if this baby comes out with bright green eyes and curly brown hair, I'll go to my grave swearing that the baby is Greyson's."

"Lindsay..." I begin, "you can't do that."

"But I can, Harry enjoy you're life of being in a band and getting all the girls to fall in love with you." Lindsay reveals, "I love Greyson and he loves me and we're getting married... and he's going to be the father of my child. Wether or not it's yours.

"Lindsay," I plead as tears form in my eyes.

"It's for the best Harry." Lindsay says with a nod tears in her eyes as well.

"Lindsay," I whisper watching her disappear out the hotel door.

She leaves me in the dark, I follow after her only to watch her get in the elevator . Her gazes meets mine as tears begin to fall down her cheeks, my eyes never leaving hers. I feel a heavy weight in my chest as she pushes the button to the elevator, my body and mind full of sadness and pain. I go to stop her but the elevator door closes before I can stop her. I stand there in the middle of the hallway, staring at the elevator door. And all at once my emotions become the best of me.

I should have gone after her, but I'm to much of a coward to go find her and tell her that I'm so sorry for everything that I have done. And to tell her how much I'm completely and utterly in love with her no matter what she does to me.

" Harry?" Louis voices brings me back.

I turn to look at him my eyes burning with tears.

Vote-Comment-Etc

A/N- Dedicated to LoveHS1D, thanks you guys for all the support. What do you guys think let me know.