Privileged Murder

Seventeen

"Louis!"

"Lou!"

"Louis please!"

I ignored Harry's calls of my name and continued striding towards my car, I don't know if I'm going to drive straight home now or whether I just need a period to cool down before going back inside, plus I was Niall's ride so kind of needed to hang around for him. 

"Louis please" He was still directly following behind me 

I shouted back at him over my shoulder "Fuck off Harry!"

"Just let me explain please Lou"

I reached my car and spun around "Don't fucking call me that. I should've known you wouldn't have kept away from that tosser"

"What are you referring to"

"You! Draping yourself over Mark. I did see you, you know. When you were 17, blowing him in the back of your dad's car" I saw his face drop considerably "Yeah. That" 

"Well that has nothing to do with the current situation"

"Well I'm still waiting for whatever the fuck I've just seen in there explained"

"I don't know Louis" 

"Is that it? Really? 'I don't know' stellar explanation, thanks, really clears everything up" I turned back around and got into my car. Before I had a chance to do anything else, Harry climbed into the passenger seat next to me "And what the fuck do you think you're doing?"

"I'm sorry Lou, I really am"

"I said don't call me that" through gritted teeth. I didn't even know how to react to anything happening at the moment, I couldn't work out what I was angrier about. Under my breath, I mumbled "You lied to me"

He heard it though "What?"

"You lied to me" A bit louder than before, "You said you weren't in contact with anyone from those days, you said you didn't talk to them and you hadn't seen them in nearly 10 years. You and Mark looked pretty cosy in there. Also what the fuck was with 'baby' Who the fuck does he think he is calling you that?" 

"Lou-"

"I swear if you call me that one more time" 

"Will you put your fucking pride back in your pocket for one minute and listen to me" Fucking hell he needed to calm down, I'm the one who should be pissed in this situation, he has no reason to be angry "I never lied to you. Ever. My sister told me about the party. Mark took Gemma out a few nights back and as a joke, he called me baby because she was supposed to be coming tonight, not me, and he said if he can't have that sibling he'll have this one. I would never lie to you, ever Louis do you understand me"

"What about you calling him baby?"

"After a few drinks, I'm clingy with everyone" 

"Seemed to sober up pretty quickly when you saw me though"

"Of course I did. I knew what you would think. When you think something is going to piss off your boyfriend you tend to take it seriously. Plus I didn't know you would be here, you told me you didn't do this stuff anymore" He threw his head back onto the headrest 

"Ignorance is no excuse, Harry. There is a difference between choosing which parties you do and don't attend and walking out on a complete way of life" I put my keys in the ignition and turned them "Now, I'm going for a drive. Are you coming or are you getting the fuck out of my car?"

"What do you want me to do?" Oh no, don't give me the choice. He looked at me with wide eyes 

"I'm not too bothered" I looked out of the front windscreen, refusing to look directly at him