no control → l.s

twenty one.

sep.24.2011.
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i was laying down in my bed, holding my tummy. it hurt so fucking bad, everywhere hurt. i didn't even find myself crying anymore, i did that quite enough when he was doing it to me, constantly.

i've got so much homework , from the past few days. and i haven't done any of them. niall has been trying to talk to me, but i've refused every time. he's actually quite getting mad at me, which hurt me even more. i wanted to lie, i wanted to tell him that i cheated on louis rather than telling him what actually happened. i know he'd go on and tell my mum, he tells her everything. so i stayed quite, not talking to him and ignoring his calls and messages. he said he'd drive over to my house after his aunt leaves again, for fucks sake he has the keys to my house.

my mum on the other hand, was worried. she would come into my room six times a day to check up on me and ask if i was okay. it was kind of bothering me to be honest. i didn't want to look at her, not for now at least. i did it for her, i lost louis for her.

speaking of which, i heard her yell from downstairs, "harry! your friend is here!" she said and i immediately froze, him crossing my mind. it couldn't be tho, he said he'll be out with his friends today.
so without thinking any further, i pulled myself out of bed, heading out.

i walked down the stairs, but immediately stopped in my tracks when i saw a familiar blonde girl standing there, in front of the door. lottie. i gulped and stepped over to her, frowning my eyebrows. my mum gave me a small smile and walked off.
i turned my attention back to the girl, who had an emotionless look on her face.

"do you have time to talk?" she asked.

"i'm sorry- but i'm quite busy with homework right no-"

"homework can wait, but i cant." she cut me off, giving me a small glare. my body once again, tensed. fuck. did louis tell her anything? by the look of her, and the way the words are coming out of her mouths harshly, i'm pretty sure he did.

without thinking what i was doing, i nodded and stepped aside, gesturing her inside. she headed in , closing the door behind her before turning to me, "where's your room?" she asked, looking around. i but my lip and gave her a small look, hinting her to follow me.

after getting up the stairs, i got inside my room with her following me behind. she once again, closed the door behind her. giving the room a small look before turning her attention back to mine, staring right into my soul. she didn't say anything, just stepped closer and right before i could say a word, she slapped me across the face. really harshly. i quietly winced at the pain, gasping a bit along with it.

"what the fuck!" i growled at her, my hand still on my cheek.

"do you know how my brother feels right now? you don't , do you? of course you don't. he really liked you harry! he cared about you and talked about you all the fucking time! and you? did you even think about him? did he even cross ur mind when you cheated on him?" she was yelling in my face by now, tears streaming down her cheeks. i didn't respond, i just looked down, not daring to look up. especially when i didn't know how to or what to tell her.

"answer you piece of shit!" she pushed me which caused my back to hit the wall behind me. i gritted my teeth at the slight pain, but not showing much affection.

"leave my house right now." is what i said, finally looking up and glaring at her.

"you're such an asshole. we welcomed you into our house. i saw you as no one but my friend! i thought you made my brother happy, by the way you made him laugh and smile. gods sake he even took you on a date but it didn't take you two weeks to move on and cheat on him!" she screamed in my face, pushing me back every time.