Louis' POV.
When I got ready I walked downstairs and stood infront of Niall who was texting someone. I didn't ask him about how I look like . I didn't even care.
"Niall"
"Yea , you ready to go- ..actually we aren't" Niall stopped and turned around looking at me.
"Where's that pretty smile of yours ?" He said smiling, I faked a smile for one second. My muscles refused to smile , they knew exactly how I felt.
When we arrived to the party, Niall left to search for Liam while I chose to just sit on a couch until this goddamn nightmare decides to end and Niall decides to leave. Music blasting, horny teens , and alcohol or drugs made me feel even worse. I feel down. Down people should stay at home and shut the fuck up. Calmness is all I needed.
When I sat down I recognized a body figure that looked familiar to me, but when I noticed that, that body figure has a mop of curls. Harry. But why would Harry grind on a girl like that, defiantly not him. I kept staring at them though. When the guy turned around it revealed...Harry's face. I mean ignore me , that's okay, replace me , completely fine, lie about me meaning something to you, no problem,BUT ACTUALLY LIVING LIKE I DONT EXIST , LIKE IM WORTHLESS, IS NO FUCKING JOKE.
Eh..maybe I'm not enough to Harry anyway.
Not enough to everyone.
I clenched my fists when I suddenly heard my name.
"Louis.." Liam looking at me sadly.
"See what I meant ?!"
I sobbed.
"Louis , go home, I'll tell Niall you got carried away with the party and stuff, so he doesn't get disappointed that you left" he hugged me
"Thanks Li"
"Oh and take my car" he handed me the keys.
"Thanks"
I then walked away from the party trying to stop my self from crying. I got in Liam's car and started driving back home. A lot of questions popped into my head that made me feel even worse.
Did he even ask you out?
If not, then you're not his, and he has the right to do what he wants right?
You were his first kiss, maybe first love . But were you his first?
A new person came and he immediately replaced you, did you actually mean something to him?
Harry said "i love you" easily as if he said it a million times before, but you stuttered saying it , why that?-
I was cut off by my phone ringing.
"Hello?"
"Louis, it's Hayes, we need to talk"
"Hayes , I'm not in the right mood-"
"It's important"
"I'm coming" and then the line died.
I wouldn't lose anything right? In the end Hayes lives next to me and any time I can run out or do whatever.
When I arrived, I saw Hayes already sitting on the step infront of his door daydreaming. I walked up to him and he immediately got up and hugged me .
"I heard your voice over the phone, is everything okay?"
"Yea.." I hugged him back thinking of what Harry did.
"Well you wanna come in?" Harr- Hayes said. Ugh I'm even starting to say his name instead of others. I nodded and we walked in.
"So what did you want to talk about" I asked sitting down on a blue soft cushion.
"It's about Harry.."
{A/n:
HEEYY , okay so for a few chapters it will be in Louis' POV
Until we all know why Harry's been acting like that ..
Love all of you fit bitches out here x
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Anonymous •Larry Stylinson• (Boyxboy) //ON HOLD //
Fanfic"Anonymous is who I became after you forgot me. Anonymous is who I am now a after you chose to erase me away. Anonymous is who I will be when I choose to leave again"
