[COMPLETE] "And last but not least, Louis and April, you'll be partners on this trip."
April Rose and Louis Tomlinson despise each other, but what happens when they are partners on a school camping trip for a week and are forced to share a cabin?
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April Rose I pad my way back to the cabin with tears on my knees at this point. My heart was heavy and my stomach felt gross. I sobbed as I walked back, struggling to breathe.
"April..." Louis whispers, sitting on the stairs outside.
"This is all you're fault," I accuse coldly. "If you didn't kiss my neck, none of this would have happened!"
"This isn't my fault, you agreed too," he keeps his soft tone. I sniff and go into the cabin, grabbing my hair. I start pacing as the tears start pouring down hard to the point where I felt my chest close in. "Apri-" he places his hand on my shoulder.
"Don't touch me!" I slap his hand away which makes his eyes widen and darken a little. "You made me lose my best friend!"
"I didn't make you do anything!" he shouts back. "Anything we did was what you wanted, none of this is my fault!"
"How did we get here then?" I throw my hands out. He's the one that started this because he kissed my neck and teased me. He doesn't answer. "That's right, you fucking kisses my neck and teased me just so I would have sex with you," I wipe my eyes.
"You wanted too,"
"And you know what...I've never regretted anything more," I swallow my tears, his face dropping a little. "I lost my best friend," I let tears fall down my cheeks with no control. "I shouldn't have slept with you," I sniff, shaking my head.
"Is that right?" he mutters.
"Yep, I regret it, I hate you, you ruined my life!"
"You hate me?" he says.
"Yes! Look what you've done again!" I snap. "You called me a lesbian and now you've made me lose the one person who stuck with me through the rumours! And I'm back to having no one and it's all your fault!"
He stares at me, his eyes turning a red.
He pushes past me standing in the middle of the room. he grabs a few things and shoved them in his pocket, grabbing a hoodie.
"Fuck you," I sniff in a whisper.
He says nothing but slams the door closed. I drop to my knees and start sobbing again. My heart has broken in two. Zayn was gone, he hated me. I kissed him, I don't know why, I just wanted too. He pulled away and looked disgusted.
Why were his lips so soft?
I reach up and graze my lips with my fingers softly. I screw my eyes shut and sob. The only thing I have left of Zayn is the clothes I stole from him at sleepovers. None that I had on me except for this hoodie that I'm never washing.
I feel like I'm going through a horrible heartbreak, like some walked into my body and snap my heart right in too. I blamed Louis but it's not his fault, it's mine. I could have done everything to stop myself from sleeping with him, but I simply couldn't.
