Unexpected Love

Chapter 45[x]

Lisa POV

'Your number has been blocked from this callers phone,' the mechanic voice said on the other line. I felt my phone slip from my grasp as my jaw dropped slightly.

"Oh my god," I managed to breathe out. I knew he was mad, but did he really have to block my number?

"What happened?" Harry asked and I shook my head in disbelief as I responded to him.

"He blocked my number. Louis blocked my number from his freaking phone," I said and Harry gasped.

"Are you serious?" he asked and I nodded.

"Right when I thought things couldn't get any worse," I muttered and stood up but sat back down right away, because the pain in my legs hasn't subsided, but I doubt it will for a long time.

"He kicks me out of his house, tells me he wants nothing to do with me, then blocks my number. And on top of all of that, my car stopped for no reason and I was fucking raped! Isn't my life just dandy!" I ranted before realizing that I just told Harry exactly the reason why I was in the hospital.

I put my head in my hands as I sobbed, probably causing Harry to be even more annoyed with me.

"Lisa," Harry said slowly as I continued to cry.

"You were-"

"Yes, I was raped, okay? I got raped because someone wanted revenge. Revenge for something that happened so long ago, with David and Jason, his brother and best friend. Everything is just making no sense and I just wish that the ground could swallow me whole because I don't want to be in this world any longer! I'm so done!" I shouted and looked up at Harry, who looked both confused and scared at the same time.

But, I don't blame him at all.

"Lisa, please don't think that. You deserve to be in this world, you were put here for a reason. Just think about what everyone would think if you were to leave this world. Aryanna and your family would be crushed, all your friends, including me, would be devastated, and Louis would be completely lost. I don't care if you guys are in a rough patch of your relationship right now. He would never talk to anyone, never leave his room, and probably never perform again if you were to leave. So just think about it for a bit," Harry said and I nodded.

He was right. I shouldn't even be having these thoughts.

"I know, I'm sorry. Everything just seems to be falling out of place and I don't know how to stop it from doing so. I don't know what's going to happen, and I'm honestly scared," I admitted and I looked into Harry's eyes. He looked beyond sad.

Harry stood up and announced that he was going to the bathroom before leaving me alone with my small dog.

"You're the only thing keeping me completely sane right now," I mumbled to Chansley as he barked. I sighed and ran my hand over his head before petting him slightly.

I unlocked my phone and tried my best to call Louis again, but it was no use.

He really did want to block off all the contact we had. We really are done.

I leaned my head back as I picked up one of the throw pillows and covered my face with it. I thought about what Louis might be doing at the moment and how he's feeling. Is he as upset as I am?

Probably not. I'll bet he was glad to get you out of his life.

"Shut up," I muttered to my own mind. I was sure I was going crazy.

Why? Is it too hard for you to face the fact that he doesn't and will never want you?

"Shut. Up," I said a little louder and more stern.

I don't think I should. It's fun to tell you the truth.

Louis doesn't want you, Louis doesn't want you, the voice kept chanting in my head.

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!" I screamed and began pacing back and forth while ignoring any pain in my legs. I began yanking at my hair as I continually screamed at myself in annoyance and hatred.

I was too busy freaking out to even realize that Harry had come back.

"Lisa! Lisa stop," Harry said to me as he tried to pry my fingernails away from my wrists.

I didn't even realize that I was scratching at my arms.

I tried to relapse.

"I don't know why I would even think Louis would be upset because I'm gone. He obviously doesn't want me! Otherwise he wouldn't have completely cut me off like that! I really just want him to be able to hear me out and maybe forgive me. I want him to be the one to hold me in my sleep almost every night. I want to be able to take the ten minute drive to your guys flat whenever something is up with either me or him. I don't want to eat, I don't want to sleep, I don't want to live without Louis!" I exclaimed and fell to my knees before I let even more sobs out. I was literally an emotional wreck.

"Lisa..." Harry trailed off as he sat down on the floor next to me and pulled me in for a hug. I cried into his shoulder as he rubbed his hand up and down my arm comfortingly.

That's something Louis used to do.

I felt myself cry even harder as Harry picked me up from the ground and brought me to my room.

"You should get some rest. It's only about ten a.m., but I'm sure you'll be a lot calmer if you get some sleep," he said softly before setting me down on my bed. I didn't even bother to change into anything more comfortable before I was put under the covers.

But no matter what I did, I knew I wouldn't be able to fall asleep.

Of course you wouldn't. You're too busy worrying about someone who wouldn't give a single care if you were gone.

"Stop saying these things! I know they're not true!" I screamed and sat up. I squeezed my eyes shut as I pressed my hands against my ears extremely hard.

I don't want to. You deserve to know all your thoughts, even the ones the consider the fact that Louis doesn't, never did, and never will truly love you.

"Oh my god! Stop it!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Harry came rushing in and began trying his best to calm me down.

"Lisa, are you okay?" Harry asked and I felt myself breathe a little but too rapidly.

"N-no," I got out in between breaths.

"I need you to slow down your breathing. Can you do that for me?" he asked and I shook my head.

I hadn't had anything happen like this to me before.

"He doesn't want me. He doesn't ever want to see me again. Why was I so stupid? Why couldn't I just explain to him that the contract was still going on before he found out in a way that I was trying to ignore? Why do I ruin everything?" I asked Harry even though he wouldn't know the answer anyways.

"Lisa, I don't know how to solve this for you," he said and I sighed.

Maybe I should just get a therapist to come over or something.

"Are you sure that's what you want?" Harry asked and I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.

Did I say that out loud?

"Yes," Harry said with a laugh.

"Have I been voicing all my thoughts?" I asked and Harry looked at me with hurt in his eyes.

"Yeah. Then you screaming at yourself to shut up," he said and I looked down in disappointment.

I was probably going crazy.

"But yes. I do agree with you, a therapist would be able to help with this problem you've got. I can call one right now and maybe they could come over later today?" he asked and I nodded.

But I doubt that even the best therapist could fix my broken heart.

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