Too Late For Forgiveness

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Kaitlyn

Rage.

All I feel is rage.

How dare Louis speak to me like that! How dare he assume that my life and my family are perfect! We’ve known each other five fucking minutes and it’s like all of a sudden he’s a fucking expert on my life.

I run down the stairs so fast I think I may trip over one of them. Once I get to the bottom, the sound of music from the night before still playing. I stomp over to the stereo and switch the annoying sound off. I stalk off to the laundry to rummage through the dryer to put a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt on. I quickly slip off the shirt I was wearing last night after find jeans and slip them on, leaving me in only the jeans and a bra. I hear feet padding against the ground and heading in my direction. I look across to the doorway and see very manly feet. I look up further and spot Harry standing there, arms crossed and leaning against the door frame. I raise my eye brows at him and gesture for him to speak.

“What’s going on?” He asks.

“I’m going out for a little bit. When I return, I should hope that Louis is nowhere in sight.”

He raises his hands in defence and shakes his head, “I’m not getting in the middle. You’re both my friends, so it’s not fair. But to be honest, you’re very hard on him. Give him a break for once,” he says and then walks away.

I shake my head and slip a sweatshirt over my head. I go in search of my wallet and my car keys, eventually finding both. As I head for the front door, Hayley stands in front of it and stops me form leaving.

“Now I’ve tried to bite my tongue for as long as I could because it was not my place to say,” She starts, “however Louis is a very good friend of mine. I do not appreciate the way you just spoke to one of my best friends. You may be one of my friends and the sister of another friend of mine, but I will not tolerate the way you speak to Louis in my home. He is a nice boy who may have said a few wrong things toward you, yes. But fuck me, Kaitlyn that boy loves you so much and you’re too blind to see. You’re so wrapped up in your own self-pity about the bad things that have happened in your life that you can’t see the present, and maybe even your future. Louis isn’t going to be like this forever and sooner or later, he’s going to give up on you. So why not instead of always thinking about yourself and how shitty your life is, step back and see how your actions affect Louis.”

I look at her in total shock; I had never expected Hayley to speak to me like that. I brush away the few small tears that had fallen down my cheeks and frown at the ground.

“I’m gonna go somewhere for a little bit to calm down. I’m sorry… for everything,” I murmur, loud enough for her to hear and dash out the front door.

On my way out to my car, the slam of the front door catches my attention. I turn around and see Zayn running down the steps and towards me while pulling on his jacket.

“I heard almost everything. I just thought maybe you could use someone to talk to or somewhere to go?” He says with a small sympathetic smile.

“Well I’m not really in the mood for talking, but I have no idea where I’m gonna go…” I say with a tear slipping down my face.

Zayn smiles, takes my keys out of my hand and unlocks my car and opens the passenger door for me, “You’re more than welcome to crash at my place tonight so you can figure this stuff out. I have a spare bed, enough food for an army, a billion movies and instruments that will certainly pique your interest,” He says and ushers for me to sit in the passenger’s seat.

I thank him quietly and buckle myself in. He carefully drives away and towards his own flat. There is no talking, not even any music playing on the journey. Just the quiet sounds of the car driving and the traffic around us. It’s peaceful and quiet, the complete opposite of how my life has been these last couple of months.

All the silence has definitely let me think back over what I said to Louis this morning. And this never happens often, but I’m starting to regret what I said to him. I was cruel and not once did I think of how my words could have affected him. But now, knowing what I said to him this morning, nothing could ever show him how sorry and ashamed I’m feeling right now.

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A/N: Oh my gosh, I've finally updated again! It's only taken a century! ;)

Hope you enjoy this chapter xoxo

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