Fix a broken heart.
Chapter 3.
I hesitantly knocked on the door. I expected Ed to answer the door. Instead a guys with blonde hair answered the door. "You must be Delilah, come on in sweetie" he said nicely. The way he said made me feel like he was talking to a 6 year old. I smiled and stepped in. "DELILAH" a guy with brown hair swapped to the side yelled as soon as I walked in. I jumped and I'm sure my eyes showed terror. A guy with a buzz cut slapped the brunette across the chest with his "don't scare her you know what Ed said about her" as soon as I heard those words my heart started beating fast, faster than usual. "That you get scared easily" one said with a blonde steel through his perfect quiff. I started breathing normal again. Thank god Ed didn't mention that I just got out of rehab. Blondie walked into the room, chips in his hand and sat down next to Ed. "I'm Liam, this is Louis, Niall, and Zayn" said the one with the buzz cut which is Liam. I nodded and waved. I stood there awkwardly and just looked around. I counted the guys here "1, 2, 3, 4" I mumble under my breath. Ed said there was 5 of them, one of them is missing. "Ed you said there was 5, I only see 4" I said holding up four fingers. As soon as I said that everyone's face fell. Did I say something wrong? "Harry's gone" Niall said sadly. "Where is he?" I asked finding myself Intersted. "He's upstairs, he doesn't talk to us anymore. Thank god were on break or else the fans would start to notice" Zayn said while messing with his fingers. So this Harry guy hasn't been doing well? Well that makes two of us. "Maybe you can't talk to him Delilah" Louis said and everyone nodded. My eyes widen what could I do to help him? I shook my head. "Comeone pleaseee Delilah" Niall begged and his puppy eyes came out. How could you say no to those pretty blue eyes. I signed in defeat. "Fine where's his room?" I asked kinda scared, to what I just got myself into. Zayn pulled me by the arm and pointed a room just by their stairs. "His room is up there" he pointed to a white door. I nodded and started heading up the stairs. I knocked on the door, but a answer never came. I walked in and I saw Harry curled up in a little ball in the middle of the bed.