Major Complications (Part 2)

Emma and Tiffany are the happiest people on the planet. They are best friends and are dating 2 members of One Direction. But Emma and Liam feel like Niall and Tiffany are changing. So of course, Liam and Emma find comfort in each other, and it might just go a bit too far.
This is part 2 of the Complications trilogy. Part 1 up and is called Minor Complications! Comment, favorite, and like please!!


10. Advice and Get-Aways


I knock on Harry’s door. I hear his low voice say to wait a second from the other side of the door.

He opens the door and I see he has no shirt on, “Hey, Emma!”

“Hey!” I say hugging him, “Did I interrupt something?”

“No, I was just sleeping,” he laughs.


He shrugs, “Maybe. So what made you want to stop by?”

“I really need to talk to someone, someone who can keep a secret. Can I come in?”

His smile fades, “Sure.”

I walk into his messy apartment and sit on the only part in the couch not stacked with clothes.

“So I take it something bad has happened?” Harry asks me sitting down on top of the clothes.

“How can you tell?” I ask worried that maybe Liam had told him.

“Well you said you needed to talk to someone who can keep a secret so you don’t want anyone to know. And you aren’t going to Niall who is your boyfriend and you aren’t going to Liam who you are living with. So something big must have happened.”

I sigh. I have to tell him what happened. And I do. I tell him everything, starting from when Niall and I were first slipping through the cracks, straight through to what happened earlier today. Harry listens the entire time. I feel like such a jerk. I went behind my boy friend’s back with his best friend, and now I’m going behind both of their backs with their other best friend and telling him everything that has happened. Why did I do this.

“I can’t believe you got with Liam before you’ve ever gotten with me! What’s wrong with me Emma?” he asks when I am done with the story.

“Harry this is serious! What do I do?”

Harry laughs, “Okay I’m sorry. Well, I guess all you can do is tell Niall and Tiffany what happened.”

“I can’t tell them what happened! Liam wouldn’t want me to.”

“Fine, then don’t. Keep lying to Niall and telling him you love him, while Liam watches from afar bubbling with jealousy. But the thing is you have feelings for Liam, you always have. Everyone knows that. But this time, Liam has feelings for you, and now that you know that, you will never be able to get him out of your head. And you will just hurt Niall more and more the longer you hold this out.”

“You’re right,” I sigh.

“I know I am,” he says wrapping his arm around me.

“But I don’t know where to start. I don’t know what to say or do or when or where! Harry I need directions not recommendation.” I beg.

“Okay, here is what you do: First you talk to Liam, ask him what he thinks and tell him how you feel. Next, you talk to Tiffany, tell her what happened then give her some space. She is more likely to forgive you than Niall. Last, you talk to him. Tell him what happened, apologize for you and Liam. Niall is more likely to forgive Liam than you.”

“So, I could lose Niall forever?” I ask.

“Possibly, but it’s better than the alternative.”

“Okay, then what?”

“Then go home and sleep. Take a break.”

“You’re forgetting I live with Liam,” I remind him.

“Don’t talk to him, go straight to bed.”


“Then see what happens in the morning,” He finishes.

“See what happens in the morning? What, you’ll expect I will wake up with three messages on my phone telling me everything is fine?” I almost yell at him.

“I’m hoping but, probably not,” He says sincerely.

“I’m sorry for yelling. You are right, that is the only way I can fix things.”

“I know,” he says full of himself.

“When did you become a therapist?” I ask.

“Since I joined a superstar band and millions of girls throw themselves at me. There tends to be a lot of drama involved.”

I laugh, “Thank you Harry.” I get up and walk towards the door. He follows me and holds it open.

“You know? If you had just gotten with me from the very beginning, none of this would have happened,” he says with his cheeky smile.

“Nah. You were too busy with all those girls throwing themselves at you,” I reply patting him on the cheek.

“It’s not too late you know,” his voice gets deeper and his eyes light up.

“Goodbye Harry,” I say walking away, laughing to myself.

“Goodbye, Emma,” He shuts his door.

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