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Louis POV
Maybe I was wrong. Maybe I do love him. I wish I could take it back. I didn't mean it, and now Harry hates me. He is hurt and it's all my fault. I ripped of the bandage before the wounds had healed. I spoke to my sister, Lottie and I said I would put things right and I will. I just can't bare to see him in pain anymore.
I sat up in bed and reached for my phone. 1:17am. I knew I wouldnt fall asleep again i felt so guilty. I scrolled through my contacts until i came across Liams contact. I pressed call and held the phone to my wet cheeks. I hadn't even realised that I was crying.
Liams phone started to ring. It went to voicemail after 2 or 3 minutes of ringing. I didn't want to call Harry, I knew he wasn't going to pick up. He had probably blocked me and deleted my number. Eventually, I gave in and I felt my eyes sting as my finger hovered over the call button,my head was telling me not to bother hurting him anymore and my gut was telling me to try. I pressed call and pressed the phone to my ear. My heart lit up when it started to ring. No answer. Just as I thought.
I had called Harry 30 times and my head was spinning. Anxiety was getting the better of me, my cheeks were red and puffy and I was a mess. I put my head on my pillow and cried even more. I plugged in my headphones and played my music. I need to try and drown out my thoughts.
My alarm went off and I got out of bed and went to have a shower. The warm water ran down my body relaxing my muscles and all my worries went away. It was nice. I got out of the shower and wrapped a warm towel around me. I walked into my bedroom and put on my clothes. I put on my rolling stones hoodie and my black jeans and my flannel, it was different shades of green and remined me of Harry's eyes. I walked into the kitchen and Niall was sitting on one of the breakfast stools eating last nights leftover pizza.
"Hey." He said with a mouthful of pizza. I didn't respond and just went to the fridge and grabbed myself the bowl of fruit that I made before I went to bed last night. "Lou, are you okay? I heard you crying last night. I don't like to see you upset." Niall asked me. Once again I didn't say anything but a single tear rolled down my cheek, and Niall immediately got up came to my stool and wiped away my tear. "Lou, please tell me what's wrong" I didn't want to but I had too.
"I- I broke Harry, I was really rude and now he hates me."
"He doesn't hate you Lou. You just messed up. You need to go talk to him."
"He doesn't want to talk to someone like me.."
"Louis don't talk like that you are an amazing person."
"I messed up so bad Ni, I love him so much and I let him go." I meant it all, I have only been in one relationship and it was so toxic, nobody has ever actually loved me.
"I know you did. But I also know you will fix it. Don't let him go Lou, he's not like.." Niall trailed off and looked down. I knew what he was going to say, I have only been in one. Madison. At first, she was absolutely amazing. Perfect even. Then as things went by, she started cheating, lying and being really rude and she said things that will stick with me for life. I had always treated her with nothing but respect and it felt like a slap in the face when she broke my heart.
"Thank you Niall, I actually feel better." I hated lying to him. But I had to it's the only way he would let me leave and go to work and I needed too, I hadn't gone for a week I couldn't pull the sick card anymore. I walked to the door and picked up my bag. "I'll see you later have a good day Ni"
"Bye Lou. Have fun"
And with that I walked out the door and down into the parking lot. I got into my car and drove to the hospital. It was about 40 minutes away from my apartment. I hadn't actually eaten anything at home so I went through the Starbucks drive through. I got tea, I didn't feel like coffee, not that I ever did. I moved to America when my mum had died. I wanted to start a fresh.
I was driving in the silence. I wasn't in the mood for music. I needed to think about what I was going to do about Harry. I tasted my tea and almost spat it out. It was so weak what was the point in having it if all you could taste was milk.
