What Does Forever Mean to You? (Sequel to "When I Said Forever, I Meant It")

((Hello my loves! So I hope you guys are enjoying the story so far and are excited for this update. Cuz I am. Just an FYI if you guys didn't hate me before because of the sadness and heartbreak in the story, you will after this chapter. On the bright side you get to find out what happened that horrible night :D

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Kyreece <4))

~~Zayn's POV~~

After yesterday's revelation with getting Louis to stay and all, we moved everything into the guest bedroom that belonged to him. Once we were finished Louis went into the room, locked the door, and hasn't come out since. This plan of trying to get them to talk to each other isn't really working that well.

Liam, Niall, and Eleanor keep trying to get Louis to come out but he has now resorted to not answering. They keep badgering Harry to try and get him to remember what happened that night, but that isn't working either. I really feel like I should tell them but I'm afraid. If the truth about what happened comes out, I'm afraid the whole house will go to hell, even though it already is. But even if it does, they need to know what happened. I'm going to tell them right now.

I get off the bed and shuffle out of my room. I head down the hall towards Harry's door and knock softly. After waiting a moment I open the door a crack and stick my head in.

"Harry?" I ask looking around the room. It doesn't look like he is in here. Suddenly the comforter on the bed flies off and hits the ground. Harry's body is revealed.

"What?" He says semi-rudely. I must have woken him open.

"Hey I need to talk to all of you, could you come out to the living room?" I say confidently. He nods his head and I nod back. I shut the door quietly and walk back down the hallway towards the living room. Luckily the other three are already there so I don't have to go looking for them.

"Hey guys. We are having a little meeting, that cool?" Everyone nods their head and shifts their bodies so they are facing me. At the same moment Harry comes stumbling in and settles himself on the couch.

"So I have to tell you guys something," I start nervously. God I hope they don't hate me for keeping this from them, "it's about the night of the fight. I kinda know what happened."

I finished on a soft note and look at their faces waiting for a response. All of their faces go into straight confusion.

"How do you know what happened?" Eleanor asks, breaking the silence. I look at her and chuckle a little bit.

"I was kinda sitting at the bar a couple seats away from them when it happened," I answer her question with a half smile half frown.

"Wait!" Harry interrupts, "you knew this whole time and you are just now telling is?!" He shouts springing from his seat and getting right into my face. I step back a little bit so I can breathe and look up at him.

"Y-yeah. I knew," I say quietly. Here it goes. Here comes the part where they hate me.

"What the fuck dude?! I'm sitting here going out of my mind trying to remember and you're just sitting here with your mouth closed," he yells in my face, spraying me with a little saliva. I wipe my face and look at him.

"I waited because I was hoping Louis would tell you and I wouldn't have to. But, obviously that isn't working so I decided to tell you," I say back to him, starting to get pissed, "now if you would please get out of my face, I'll tell you what happened!"

Harry glowers at me once more before sitting back in his seat on the couch. Everyone looks from him to me, with shocked looks.

"Now can I tell you what happened or does someone else want to yell at me?" I say full of sarcasm. They all shake their heads vigorously and look at me with expecting faces.