I grabbed my clothes and got underneath the bed where neither Harry nor Paris would see me. Louis had grabbed his clothes and put them under the sheets, where he was as well.

I heard the bedroom door open. I didn't hear them say anything for quite a bit. Harry quietly said, "Lou?"

"Harry," Louis yawned, acting as if he had just woken up. I didn't know if they would buy it or not.

"Is Haven here? She left a note saying that she was coming here, but where is she?" Paris asked.

"I don't know," Louis told them, "I just woke up.. I have no idea where she is. She's not here."

"Are you sure?" Paris asked Louis. I really hoped that she was buying it, but it didn't seem like she was.

"I'm sure. She hasn't been here at all. I haven't seen her since the break started," Louis defended once again.

"Okay. Tell me if you see her, because I'm worried about her. I don't know where she'd be, and she doesn't know her way around England."

"I'll make sure to tell you if she comes by, okay? I'll call you if she does, I promise," Louis told Paris, and the bedroom door had shut. I heard the apartment door close, and Louis whispered to me under the bed, "You're okay now."

"Get your clothes on," I giggled, nudging Louis when he pulled the covers off of himself.

"I thought you loved Daddy and his cock," he smirked.

"Not right now, Lou. You need to get your clothes on," I told him, fixing my hair after I had my own clothes on. I didn't want to go back to Paris's house with sex hair.

"It's my apartment, and I'll be naked if I want to," he paused, "Thank you," he said sarcastically.

"I'm going to leave so Paris isn't worried anymore," I told him, "I don't know when I'll be back. Maybe a few times before the break ends."

"I'll be waiting," he kissed me quickly. I pulled away. I suddenly felt really guilty. I looked down and said, "I have to go.."

"I'll see you later, Kitten," he called as I walked out of the door after grabbing my keys from his dresser. I don't know what I was doing.

I drove back to Paris's house, and she asked me where I was. She knew that I put into the note that I was "going to Lou's house for a little bit." I was so glad I put Lou instead of Louis because that made it easier to cover up.

"I went to Lou's house, Lou Teasdale. I wanted to see what she thought I should do with my hair. I'm getting sort of bored with it. I was thinking a perm?" I told her, asking for her suggestion.

"That would look so cute!" She exclaimed then quietly said, "And I know Michael would love it and like to play with it." She smirked.

"Paris Jane!" I exclaimed, nudging her, "Why would you suggest something like that?" I looked at her as she giggled. I told her, "And anyways, that's none of your business."

She squealed a little bit, covering her mouth. I bit my lip and smiled. She just looked at me for a minute. I finally said, "We've been dating for over a year. We're both adults, too. We can have a nice sex life, but you don't have to know about it."

"But I'm your best friend!" She exclaimed, "Come on, please.."

"Ew, you actually want to know about my sex life with Michael?" I asked, and she nodded. I laughed, "What's wrong with you, Paris?"

"A lot of things," she shrugged, "Now tell me! When was the last time you,  ya know... did the dirty, had an 'adult nap time,' been boned, churned butter, bruised the beef curtains, buttered the biscuit, white-washed the picket fence, buried the weasel, been bent over a barrel and shown the fifty states-"

"Okay, I don't know what half of those mean, and I don't want to," I held up my hand as I saw Paris about to begin to speak, "But it was the night before I left."

"Ooh! How exciting!" She exclaimed, "And sorry about all of the weird names for testing the humidity."

I looked at her, very confused at what she had just said. She looked at me as if she was annoyed and said, "Having sex!"

"Oh," I nodded, "Testing the humidity? What the fuck is that supposed to mean? I've never heard that before."

"My parents have used it before, I don't know," she shrugged. We both laughed, and she wanted to know more about Michael's and my sex life. I told her no, and that I was going to text Michael.

I walked out of her room and downstairs into her living room. I got out my phone from my back pocket and texted Michael. I had really felt bad about being with Louis earlier. I needed Michael here. I just wanted to cuddle him and kiss him and just be with him. I missed him and felt so bad about being with Louis. I had never thought I would cheat on Michael with Louis until that one time backstage.

"Mikey.. If you want to come to England, you can come... I really want you here😔😊" I texted.

He texted back almost immediately, "I already have bags packed to go back for tour... I think I can add a few more outfits to it.." then "I'll be there asap:) I'm getting on a plane in two hours."

"Good😘 I miss you baby."

"I miss you too... See you soon!"

I couldn't wait for him to be in England. I wanted him there so bad. I needed to see him. I didn't want to go back to Louis, because I know what I'm doing is wrong, but I couldn't not go back. And when we're on tour and Michael is preforming? I knew Louis would be all over me. How would I deal with him then?