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Harry wakes up a few hours later with the worse hangover ever, which reminded him why he didn't drink anymore.

He sits up confused and rubs his eyes before looking around, "Oh-" he says as he notices where he was, looking over at the side table where a note reads, "Take these then come in the living room." Harry sighs, knowing he probably embarrassed himself last night.

He takes the pills with the water Liam left and makes his way into the living room. Music blasts as he comes around the corner spotting Liam vacuuming with nothing but an apron on while Niall watches from the couch with a smug look on his face, "Um morning?"

Liam quickly turns around even though it was too late and Harry had already seen his ass, "Its a long story!" He blurts out, making his man laugh. "Not really. He lost a bet a while ago." Niall replied. "Morning sleepyhead! How are you feeling?!" He speaks louder on purpose.

"Stop stop." Harry says, holding his head. "You ass. I'm gonna leave, I feel like shit. Why am I here anyways?"

"You came here to yell at Niall but right now let's worry about fixing this hangover." Liam says while leading the sad man to the breakfast nook and hands him his food. "Eat up and I'll get dressed now." He looks at Niall for permission, which he gets and Harry laughs.

"I thought he'd be dominant..."

"There's no doms in this house besides you. He knows our deal with the bet." Niall says while sitting across from him. "Do you remember anything?"

"I remember going on a date with Lou and being on a plane that's about it... Why?"

Niall sighs, pushing the ring box in front of Harry, "You never gave this to him... You left him..."

"I would never leave my Lou what are you talking about?"

"Harry come on you have to remember something... Louis told us you kept asking about me and his conversation so he told you what it was about.."

"Yeah it was about that he wasn't-" Harry voice trails off as his eyes widen at his memory returning. "I left him at the restaurant... I said bye... He didnt want to grow with me, Niall.."

Niall moves around the table and pulls Harry into a hug as he begins to cry.

"Was I wrong to leave? I didn't want to... but I want to be able to come home and have him there. I dont want visits anymore. I want to go places with him and spend holidays with him."

"I know, H. You just need to talk to him."

"No, apparently he's more comfortable with you." He pulls away wiping his tears, "Harry... it's not like that."

"Yeah but he still didn't talk to me."