----------Louis's POV--------------
After a few minutes of silence I finally spoke. "I got to go." I pushed myself of the wall and left in a hurry, Isabel didn't say anything as I left her alone in the hallways.
It was a short walk to Harry's room. I wanted to make sure that what Isabel was saying was the truth. I didn't bother knocking on Harry's door as I entered his room.
"What the fuck?" I screamed at him. Harry's head shot up from the pile of work he had on his desk and he turned his head to look at me.
"What?" he asked standing up.
"We made a fucking deal!" I yelled slamming the doors shut behind me.
"Which deal?" He asked.
"Don't fucking act all innocent with me." I say accusingly. I took a few steps closer to Harry, but not close enough to be in his face, not yet at least.
"You can't just storm into my room and accuse me of something without me even knowing what it is." He stated calmly.
"You fucking love Erin." I screamed, then continued. "Isabel told me that you were going to 'fix' what you guys have and then you tried to kiss her. Don't fucking tell me it's not the truth, we said no feelings attached!" I screamed.
"Um little reminder Louis, You took Isabel to the garden remember, when you know that no slaves have ever been there before and that you're not allowed to." He was so calm and it made me so fucking angry.
"Well I was just going with the plan, Harry. I never tried to kiss her." That wasn't the truth but he didn't need to know that, now did he.
"You're such a load of shit Louis, Niall told me that you pressured him into giving you the key to the garden and made him get you KFC for your stupid fucking date." Harry said through his clenched jaw. His arms were now crossed and I could tell that he was starting to get mad at me.
"All I did was take Erin to the library and hung out with her in her bedroom." I stared at him blankly and held back a smirk, I know what I was about to say would get under his skin and possibly push him to the edge.
"And exactly what did you do in her bedroom, knowing your record you probably fucked the living shit out of her, and with Erin's record, she probably loved it." He snapped. He grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and slammed me against the door.
"Don't you fucking dare talk about Erin like that you son of a bitch!" He screamed in my face.
"So it's true." I ask.
"Get the fuck out." Harry pushed me out of his room and slammed the door in my face. I could tell by the way he reacted that he liked Erin. I just don't know what to do now that I know for sure.
-------Harry's POV-------
I can't fucking believe he would talk like that about Erin. I moved my way over to the desk were all my paper work was. I sat down in my big chair and put my head in my hands, thinking about what just happened.
"Fuck!" I scream and bang my hand against the desk. I forgot that the desk was partly made of glass until I heard the shattering of it and felt it cut up the side of my hand. "Shit!" even though I was bleeding badly with blood gushing from my hand, I didn't get up to get help or to wash the glass out of my fresh wounds. All I was able to do was look at the mess I had created. Somehow this mess was easier to clean than all my others, especially with the new mess I have with Louis.
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Hey, SO OMG SO MANY SECRETS ARE BEING REVEALED AND WERE ONLY INTO THE 14TH CHAPTER LIKE WTF GUYS. Okay so im done freaking out, that's all. You know what to do, vote and comment and ill ttyl. LOVE YA
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