Yes, It's Happening (sequel to Could This Really Be Happening)

(Read the first book to understand, please!) Ellie and Harry are back together, happy as ever. Will things stay this way, or become a whirlwind terror? Will Louis stay with Eleanor? Or fall for... Someone else? Is Liam really okay? Read to find out! No hate please!!!


20. Had Heard

*** Zayn's Point of View***


I had heard it all.


I had ran after Ellie once she was out of her room.


I had cracked the back door, leaning against it to hear their conversation.


It was rude, I know.


But it was necessary.


I had to know.


Once I heard that El was bulimic, I slipped down to my knees. My face fell to my hands and I sobbed silently. I was crumpled, knees to my face, hands holding my face, knees supporting my hands.


Harry walked in and immediately ran to me.


I stood up quickly and told him to shut up.


I grabbed his forearm and drug him into the living room, explaining what I had just heard and how I walked in on Ellie cutting herself.


He was sobbing into my arms. He was repeating that it was his fault. It was all his fault. I never once objected. It was his fault.


" How LONG has this been happening?" He asked, regaining his breath.


" I'm not really too sure." I admitted.


Niall and El, both crying, walked in.


" I need to say something." She squeaked as Niall sat next to me.


" Save your breath. I heard it all and told Harry. Ellie, why would you do this?" I asked.


" Him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Harry!!!!! He clearly thinks that I'm just some other girl!!!!!!!!!!! Someone who eill take any type of disrespect just because he's Harry Styles!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She screamed, tears streaking her face.


" Ellie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU WOULD EVER THINK THAT!!!!!!!" Harry yelled, grabbing her arm.


" Get. Away." Ellie stated, gritting her teeth and shoving Harry away.


She turned and went to her room, slamming the door loudly.


I immediately got worried; I hadn't grabbed the knife from her room when I had left, so it was still in there.


Harry sat down, tears rolling from his shiny green eyes.


" I really fucked up. But now she's Lou's. Hell, what more can I do?" Harry said, looking at Niall and I.


Niall was crying.


I was crying.


El was crying.


And Harry was crying.


What more could go wrong?


*** Liam's Point of View***


I walked into their home, Lou behind me.


El's dad was still at the studio, and wouldn't be home for a LONG time.


All of the boys were crying, and E wasn't there.


Zayn told us to sit down as they explained the whole thing.


Once they finished telling us, every single one of us was crying.


*** Lou's Point of View***


Hearing them say that Ellie had been cutting again and was bulimic broke my whole being. It felt as if there was ice water in my veins rather than the warm blood that stayed there. It was like someone telling me that One Direction couldn't ever sing again.


I knew Harry loved her.


Even like I loved her now.


But that was just too bad.


She was mine now.


I needed to talk to her.


I got up and walked slowly to the stairs.


*** Ellie's Point of View***


I had been counting the cuts I made, starting with the one that Zayn caught me on.


I was up to 13 now, each cut a different depth and length.


They were on my wrist and thigh.


The cuts didn't exactly HURT, they just stung a bit.


Once I got to 27, I stopped.


I knew how mad EVERYONE would be, and I was fine with staying in my room.


After all, I DID have my own bathroom.


And I didn't eat much as it was.


Then, I heard a light knock on my door.

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