It had been four days since I had left Katherine. It had been four days since I had felt happy. It had been four days since I had gone to work or attempted to do anything functional at all. It had been the longest four days of my life. While I was wallowing in self-pity and hatred, everyone else in the house was side stepping having to make contact with me not wanting to unleash the monster that roared inside me. I thought about blaming her parents, but all her father did was say for me to leave her. I didn’t have to lie, I didn’t have to do it at all, and that was what hurt the most. Katherine looked like I had slapped her across the face, which metaphorically I had. Maybe, possibly, the only thing worse than the fact that I lied about cheating on her was the fact that I ran away from her leaving her vulnerable and alone. Running away was something that I always resented Nick for but now that I was in the position he was in, I felt his pain.
I rolled over in bed, facing the wall clutching a pillow tight to my chest like I would Katherine and screamed into it, biting down to muffle the sound. The door creaked open, never fully recovering from when Liam took it off, letting in several a pair of footsteps. “Harry.” There was the tone of disapproval and I for one hated it because I knew I deserved it every time.
“Go away Liam.” I gritted into the pillow willing myself to cry again because breaking down and passing out was helping to numb everything that I felt inside.
“No, I’m not going to go away. I want you to tell me what happened. Aaron Dominguez just called and screamed in some God awful Spanglish that you broke Katherine. I’m not leaving until you tell me what happened.”
I stared blankly at the wall. Aaron Dominguez, to be fair I dismissed him as a threat but maybe I shouldn’t have. Here I was worried she’d be hung up on me, but there were two single guys living across the hall that I had completely over looked. I wondered how he found out, because he and Nick weren’t that close with Katherine, I hadn’t thought. Then it crossed my mind that Nick Sanchez was very much a thing, and women very much loved him, and I fucked up big time. “Oh God.” I said my voice shaking with the fear of losing her more than I already had. “I messed up Liam. I messed up bad.”
“Harry, please tell me you didn’t, please. Tell me Nina translated wrong, please.” Liam was begging because he knew that all this would affect more than just me, it would affect Leo.
Now would’ve been the time to come clean, to say I lied to her about that, to tell Liam that her parents put me up to it, but I didn’t. I had dug my grave already, so why not dig a little deeper. “I can’t Liam.” I felt myself choking back tears and it hurt to hold them in.
There was a silence, Liam’s heavy breathing, and more silence. “Harry, why? She was everything you ever needed and you just, I can’t believe you right now.”
“How do you think I feel right now?” I screamed punching into the wall with my fist before curling over in pain.
Liam sighed, yet again, before pulling me out of bed. “You’re going to the gym. You need to fight this out.” He pushed me to the shower, glaring at me the entire time.
Hiding in the shower was my best option at this point but not a very good one. Liam was smart enough to come get me and throw clothes at me for me to put on. He marched me downstairs and I hated every second of it, but I know if Dad or Robin were around they would’ve done the same thing. Maybe that’s why I hated it because they would’ve been just as disappointed in me as Liam.
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Walk Away h.s punk/au
Fanfiction"I don't know why she's with me, I only brought her trouble since the day she met me." The Script