That One Direction Secret

Part 8

I sat around the table with my four best friends. I couldn't look any of them in the eye, not even Louis. I knew it wasn't him, but it must have been one of them, well obviously.

"Are you okay, Harry?" Louis asked me in a concerned tone

I turned my head away from my food and looked him in the eyes for the first time this evening. The look on his face matched his voice as his eyes looked deep with worry. I noticed the other boys had stopped eating to see my answer, and one of them would have been listening very carefully.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just feel really drained. This whole being in a famous boy band thing really gets to you sometimes" I said with a slight chuckle

The rest of the boys laughed along with me but Louis just slightly nodded his head, he knew something was up and I knew I was going to get questioned on it later.

Everyone went back to their food and began discussing one of the new films that were coming out. I wasn't really paying attention to their conversation. I looked around at three of my best friends and thought about the letter this morning.

Firstly, Liam. He was the dad of the group, he was always there when we needed him and normally always had the best advice. He'd been with a few girls, nothing properly serious but I'm pretty surre he wasn't gay. I don't even know if he could produce anything as mean as what that note was, but like it said, I can't mention it to him.

Then there was Zayn, he was so mature when he needed to be and was such a family guy. He got emotional sometimes and had a temper but nothing as bad as that letter. He was also such a womanizer, he had a different girl everytime he had his 'bedroom time'. I couldn't be him.

Lastly, there was Niall. He was the most innocent boy you could ever meet. He never had a bad thing to say about anyone and his little Irish accent made him even more innocent. He got so awkward talking to girls, not because he was gay but just because of his innocence. Niall is out of the question.

Looking at them all individually, I can't see it being any of them. But it is. One of my best friends is threatening me and trying to ruin my life.

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I got up the next morning feeling worse than I did the day before.

I went through to the coffee machine and there was something there waiting on me. A letter. With my name on it.

"Not another" I mumbled to myself before picking it up

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I'm pretty sure it has been two years since I updated and I aplogise but better late than never? Right? Right??

I'm going to try get back into the swing of things and I'm sorry for anyone who actually liked this story but I'm back, woo.