a promise is a promise so heres your triple update :D yall better love me forever for this

Louis arrives at school the next day, he had Zayn's hoodie on, he felt warm and safe in it.

"What...?" Louis mumbles to himself, opening his locker and discovering a bouquet of roses, with a little letter written on it.

Your beauty is as if you were a rose, but even then a rose would never compare to the way you look tonight x

Louis blushes, biting his lip and putting the note into his pocket. Louis didn't know who had done it, but at the moment he didn't really care ethier.

He had a hard time last night. He spent hours at his mothers grave, crying and ranting about Harry. His mother didn't visit him that night though, so that made him even more upset.

Louis takes the roses out of his locker and smelt of them, before something catches his eye. A little note card thay was hanging from the string that held them together.

H x

Louis looks around, a frown appearing on his face. He finally locks eyes with Harry, who is already looking back at him. Louis does break eye contact as he stomps his way to the trash can, tossing the roses in there.

Harry only smiles sadly, stuffing his hands in his pockets and tuning back into the conversation he and his friends were having.

It's not that easy, Louis wants to yell, but he doesn't. He makes his way to his class, excited because Zayn was in there, but anxious because Harry was too.

-

"Hey Lou." Zayn greets, taking his usual spot beside Louis, a glint in his eye that has been there since Louis walked into the classroom a moment ago.

"Hi." Louis smiles, blushing at the way Zayn was looking at him. He couldn't believe Zayn was attracted to him sexually and emotionally.

Something Harry never learned to balance.

Harry walks into the class a few minutes later, sitting behind Louis, arms crossing over his chest as he stares off at the wall in front of Louis.

"So I was wondering." Zayn slurs, looking away and then sighing, "If maybe youwantedtogoonadatewithme?"

Louis takes a moment to understand what Zayn said and then shrugs, "I mean, I guess." He drags out sarcastically, "Got nothing better to do."

"Shut up." Zayn laughs, shaking his head, "You know you were begging for me to ask."

"Maybe, but you have no way of knowing that." Louis says flicking a piece of his hair out of his face, "Where are we going to go?"

Harry watches  Louis intensely, knowing Louis can feel his stare, but he doesn't care. He wants to punch Zayn in the fave and then punish Louis for acting like a whore.

"It's a surprise baby." Zayn smiles, and Harry snaps, slamming his fists down on the desks and hissing at Louis.

"Why don't you fucking return my calls?" He asks, breathing hitching up when Louis looks at him.

"Because I don't wanna listen to anything you have to say." He says, looking down at his lap, fighting back tears. He loved Harry, it was the worst thing that ever happened to him, almost...

"Louis, please I'll do anything." Harry begs, fixing his long hair.

"Then stop talking to me." He says, "Just leave me alone. I don't get why you are trying so hard, it's not like we were dating or anything." He says, voice laced with venom when he quoted Harry's words.

"Louis." Harry says, so soft that it makes Louis flush, his blue eyes nervous.

"Hm?"

"We need to talk."

"No."

-

Zayn and Louis are sitting next to each other outside, Louis is picking at this food and Zayn just blurts something from his mouth that he had been holding there for a while.

"You love him." Zayn says, not making eye contact with Louis, "You love him, Louis. It's obvious. I like you alot, but I don't wanna be a rebound."

Louis shakes his head, "Zayn, it's not like that I-"

"No Louis, don't." Zayn says softly, "You don't have to lie about how you feel. I am still going to be there for you, I just don't think we need to continue this romantically right now." Zayn says, "I don't wanna get hurt and I know you don't want the guilt of hurting me either."

Louis lets a tear slip from his eyes, shaking his head in denial. "I don't love him."

"I have to go." Zayn mutters, annoyed that Louis wouldn't admit to it. Anyone who knew Louis knew how deeply gone Louis was for Harry.

Louis stays silent as Zayn walks away. Sniffling as he continues to cry silently. Harry is ruining every piece of his life. It hurts. He doesn't want to be in love with Harry. Harry would only hurt him.

"Louis?" Louis hears Harry's raspy voice, he quickly wipes his tears and looks away as Harry sits down next to him, "Why are you crying?"

"You." Louis says bluntly, voice cracking as he looks down at his hands, tears starting to pool once more.

"Me." Harry states, nodding, "I understand that."

"I wouldn't care if you didn't." Louis states cooly, more tears running down his face, "Can I ask you something?"

"Yeah, sure, anything." Harry says, urging Louis to ask the question. He was just happy Louis was talking to him.

"If all I am is a way to get off to you, and a good time, why are you fighting so hard to get me back?"

Harry stares with blown eyes, this is a good question. Harry had no answer for him.

After a moment of silence, Louis speaks up one more time, "Do you love me?"

Harry looks at Louis, who is looking at him now. Harry shakes his head, "No Louis, I'm not capable of loving anything." He says, "I don't believe in it. All it does is fuck you up in the end."

Louis ignores the pang of hurt in his chest once he stands, "I have to go."

"Louis, C'mon." Harry pleds, taking Louis's wrist.

"No, Harry." and with that, Louis walked away.