I placed one plate at a time on Harry's large wooden table, which was in his dinning room, that connect with his huge kitchen. I held forks in one hand and knives in the other as I placed each individual one next to plates.
"I see your getting really close to Harry", Eleanor said raising her eyebrows as she set cups and napkins on the table in preparation for breakfast.
"I guess you could say that", I say feeling my cheeks redden and a smile spreading widely across my face as I place the last knife down on the left side of the white, shinny plate.
" And you and Louis", I ask standing near as she puts the last cup on the table.
" Good, he's the perfect guy", She said smiling just thinking about him.
" Talking about me again", Louis said wrapping his arms around her waist and resting his chin on her shoulder as she leaned against a chair from the table.
"Actually, we were", I said smiling at their happiness together, just like me and Harry.
" Is breakfast almost ready?", Niall said peaking his head in from around the corner using his whinny little kid voice.
"Yep, why don't you go tell the rest of the boys", I said shoeing him off and going back into the kitchen to grab the syrup, orange juice, and plate that contained a stack of pancakes with chocolate chips and some with blueberries.
I walked back into the dining room and set all of the stuff in my hands on the table and noticed everyone seated and looking like hungry animals that were stalking their pray. I took a seat, next to Harry, which was also next to Niall on my left side.
" Here", Harry said flopping two pancakes with chocolate chips on my plate and grabbing the syrup for me like a real gentlemen.
" Thanks", I say returning with a smile.
I started cutting up my pancakes and shoveling them down. The rest of the buys commented on how great my cooking skills were and I thanked them. Then, I felt a hand wrap around mine, and I accepted, knowing harry couldn't resist. I looked up to see, that the hand did not belong to Harry, but to Niall.
I didn't understand what was happening, but I didn't know if I wanted it to stop. I felt something different when he held my hand then when Harry did. It was a good feeling though. His hand felt warm and comforting against mine.
" what is going on?", Harry screamed forcing my to drop Niall's hand quickly. " I can't believe you would do this!", he yelled pushing his chair back. The chair flew and hit against the wall, breaking it into bits and pieces. " How could you?", he screamed pounding his fists against the wall of the dining room.
Tears floded out of my eyes and I tried to open my mouth. " it's not what it looks like", I spat out trying to explain all of it.
Everyone around us just sat motionless, listening to the whole thing and finishing up their meal.
" I think it's exactly what it looks like!", he yelled hitting the table with his fists.
" No, no, please", I say huffing as tears come rolling down my cheeks.
" your such a slut", he said slapping me in the side of my face.
I clenched the side of my cheek as pain and hurt started to fill my face. I felt more tears welt up in my eyes and slide down my face.
" I'm so sorry", harry said coming towards me apologeticly.
" Stop, you've done enough", Eleanor says taking me outside and into her car so I can go home.
I hope you like this chapter. What is going on?? Did This just ruin their relationship forever? Did it ruin that they can never be friends again? Thanks for all the reads, and likes. I'm really having alot of fun writing this. I try and update soon!!