Over Again (18+)

Camille's relationship with Harry was perfect until she was torn and cheated. Things got worse after Harry found out and troubles came over. Before everything has fixed, another troubles came again and broke hearts into pieces. Trust was broken, friendship was betrayed. Could Camille make everything straight and start this over again?

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10. Meanwhile

ZAYN'S POV

I laid on my bed. It had been a day since Harry drove away and left us with sadness in the house. But I had strong feeling he would come back. He wouldn't leave the band, he was not like that. But I couldn't help, I worried about him so bad especially we had an interview tonight. He had to be back before the interview or there would be a disaster.

I tried to wipe that thoughts for a while. I rolled and faced Perrie. She was still sleeping. I stared at her and my hand moved to her face. She looked so beautiful and innocent like that, without make up. But she never believed me when I complimented her. I wonder why couldn't she see that she was so ridiculously perfect. Honestly I loved it when she didn't realize that she was beautiful, so I had an excuse to tell her she was beautiful all the time. She always blushed and it made her look so cute and angelic.

Then she opened her eyes. Her deep blue eyes met mine and she smiled. It always made my day knowing I was the first thing she saw when she woke up.

"Morning, boo," I greeted and pecked her lips.

"Morning, babe," she replied and smiled.

"You look beautiful today," I said, made her blushed.

"I haven't even got my make up on."

"But you look more beautiful without make up," I said then pressed my lips against hers. I always loved kissing in the morning, it always made my day.

A couple of minutes later we got up and headed downstairs to have breakfast with the rest of the boys.

"Morning everyone," I greeted as I stepped into the kitchen. There were Niall, Liam, and Danielle, eating scrambled egg and bacon.

"Morning, how was your night?" Liam asked.

"Good," Perrie replied shortly. Liam handed us our breakfast and we started eating quietly.

"So how's Harry?" I asked to break the silence.

"You see," Danielle trailed off. "He's not here."

"Oh," I replied shortly and continued eating. "We'll have an interview tonight by 8," I reminded them.

"We know," Liam replied. "I've told Simon to come over this afternoon. But I haven't told him the matter."

"I hope Harry will be back before tonight so he can show up in the interview," said Perrie.

 

LOUIS' POV

I woke up very late this morning, after crying all night over my stupidity. There was lump in my eyes because of that. I had a quick shower then stepped outside to the living room.

"Lou, finally you're awake," said Niall.

"Ah yeah," I mumbled and sat on the couch.

"Simon will arrive soon," said Zayn.

"Shit, does he know about Harry?" I asked.

"No, he just knew that Harry and Camille broke up. But we're gonna tell him everything," answered Liam. I just nodded and yawned, the paid my attention to the TV.

An hour later Simon arrived in the house. Niall opened the door as he stepped into the house.

"So boys, how are you all doing?" asked Simon in deep prestigious voice.

"Terrible, Simon," Liam answered.

"What's the matter?" he asked and sat on the couch next to me.

Then we all explained what happened about Harry, about how Camille left and Harry's runaway.

 

HARRY'S POV

"The food is coming," I said and opened the motel door to receive the pizza and paid. I sat in front of the fireplace next to Leigh and opened the pizza box then started eating.

"So, basically I don't know much about you," I started.

"Ah, that's true. I haven't introduced much about myself," she laughed.

"Well, why do you stay in this motel? Where do you actually live?" I questioned.

"My dad owns this so I can stay here whenever I want," she answered.

"'Oh, now that makes sense," I replied. There was a silence between us. I didn't know what else to ask. I should had had a million questions for her but no words came out of my mouth. I always found myself getting nervous around her, and easily distracted by her beautiful green eyes.

I tried to think any good question to ask and finally I found the most important question I should had asked since yesterday.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" I asked.

"No," she answered and shook her head. I quickly sighed in relief and she quickly turned her face at me with a weird look, then looked at the ground. I couldn't guess what she was thinking. I didn't mean to sigh like that, it came out before I couldn't realize.

There was a dead silence again between us. The situation was kinda awkward.

"Well," she finally opened the conversation. I turned my face at her as she continued, "How do you feel now? Getting better?"

"Yes I get so much better," I replied and smiled widely.

"Good, I'm so glad," she giggled.

"Thanks,"  I said.

"What for?"

"For making me feel better and helping me get over Camille," I answered. She just smiled and stared at the fireplace. The fire danced in her eyes, making her looked so heavenly. Then I put my hands around her small waist.

 

LIAM'S POV

"How turkey," Simon sighed. "Sometimes he does stupid stuffs. Well I'm sure he'll be back very soon. Just calm yourselves, okay."

"But how about the interview?" I asked worriedly.

"Let's just wait until the evening. If he doesn't come back by 6 we'll cancel the interview," Simon replied.

I bent my arms and rested them on my lap, then rested my chin on my hands. Tears slowly streamed down my face.

"Harry, please be back," I whispered.

"Ssh, everything's gonna be okay, babe," Danielle said, tried to comfort me. I wrapped my arms around her and cried on her shoulder.

"We're totally fucked up," Zayn cursed. I couldn't help but agree.

Then Simon's phone rang and he quickly picked it up. A couple of minutes later he hung up and turned to us.

"Well boys, I have to go. I'll be back here at 5 to make sure everything's okay," he said and got up, then left.

"Aargh!" Niall screamed and rushed upstairs towards his room.

"Niall, stop!" Louis' voice stopped him in the middle of the stairs.

"What the fuck, Louis?" Niall asked in sassy tone. I stood up, about to go to my room but Louis grabbed my hand and motioned me to sit back.

"No one's leaving this room," he stated. "Included you, Perrie," he continued and Perrie sat back in Zayn's lap.

"I have to tell you something," he said. I switched glances with Danielle.

"What's that?" Zayn asked, getting impatient.

"Well," Louis sighed. There was a dead silence for a minute before he opened his mouth, and we couldn't believe the words that spilled out of his mouth.

 

LOUIS' POV

After a huge war inside my mind, finally I decided not to hide anything from them, so I told them. I explained EVERYTHING, every single pieces about the reason why Camille left, and the reason why Harry left.

I watched the boys' expression one by one in horror.

 

HARRY'S POV

I finished the last bite of my pizza and turned my head to Leigh as she was still eating her pizza. She looked so so cute when she was eating. The way she ate was just so lovely, she took small bites and munched slowly, then swallowed.

"What?" she asked, noticed that she was being stared.

"Oh, nothing," I replied, couldn't take my eyes off her. She blushed and turned her face. Then I felt my phone in my pocket vibrated. Oh, it must had been the lads. I realized that I hadn't noticed their texts and calls since yesterday. They must had worried about me and I felt guilty.

The boys probably thought that I really left the band. But they knew me very well, right? They must had assumed that I would be back soon. I owed tons of apologies and explanations. Hopefully Louis hadn't told them anything about him and Camille.

I sighed.

I planned to go back home tomorrow. I couldn't leave Leigh, I was so in love with her. I glanced at her then crawled my hands inside my pocket and took my phone. I slid the lock screen and read a text message. It was from Danielle.

 

From: Danielle

Message body:

I know Louis is such a jerk, but please come back, don't leave the band. We can work things out. Please forgive him, at least he has told us the truth. Please please please.. :(

 

I locked the screen. Oh no, so Lou had told them the whole story. Big mistake, Boo Bear. I had already forgiven you.

I wasn't sure, should I go back to the house today or tomorrow. I glanced at Leigh again, she was still eating her pizza cutely. Damn, she looked like an angel. I didn't want to leave her today, I'd go back to the house tomorrow. I still wanted to enjoy one more day with her.

"Let's watch some movies," I said as she finished her last bite. She nodded and I walked to my suitcase.

I took Love Actually DVD that I smuggled from the house then handed it to her. She turned off the lights and started the movie as I grabbed a big duvet to cover us and keep us warm. She rested her head on my shoulder and I put my arms around her waist, rubbing her shoulder gently. I just wanted to freeze this moment and stay like this forever.

 

NIALL'S POV

I couldn't believe this. I couldn't help myself. My body was shaking in anger as my head was filled with fury. My face was so read. I threw my fist to his jaw and watched him bleed. He deserved that. He started to cry as Danielle tried to text Harry.

"You sick bastard!" I yelled loudly. "How could you-" I shouted as Perrie tried to calm me down. I cried and tightened my fist. I want to punch him again, harder. Perrie rubbed my back and held my hand, prevented me to hit Louis again.

"Go ahead, Niall. Hit me again. I know I should have gotten that shit a lot, since I had sex with Camille," said Louis as the tears ran down his face, leaving tear mark on his pink cheek.

"Don't mention that shit again!" Liam yelled. "We'r so fucked up. Like a shit!" he cursed.

"Why didn't you fucking tell us since long ago?" asked Zayn. He looked a little bit calmer than us, but I could see his lips was shaking, he was holding his anger.

"I-" Louis tried to reply as he swallowed his own words then continued in trembling voice," I didn't have enough courage for that."

I growled, grabbed his collar and pushed him against the wall.

"It's all your fault!" I growled whilst pointed my index finger right in front of his face and yelled another curses and rough words.

I lifted my hand and tightened my fist, buried my nails on my palm deeply. I could feel the pain, and then with my strongest power, I threw my fist towards him.

I shrilled.

I couldn't.

I couldn't hit him. He was too precious. He closed his eyes as my fist flew in the air and hit the wall.

It bleed.

And painful.

But couldn't compare the pain inside my chest.

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