innocence (A One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 19

Kourtneys POV
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I woke up to the sound of Louis running out of the bedroom and into the bathroom, where he proceeded to routinley throw up. You'd think the pregnant one would be doing that, right? I was too confused to worry about him right now. He pissed me off last night but there was something more important I needed to address.

I dragged myself from the comfort of my bed, and down the stairs, where I picked up the house phone and slumped on the settee. I immediately punched oliwas phone number into it, and waited rather impatiently for her to pick up.

'Hello?' I heard. 'Oliwia, what the fuck?'

'What do you mean what the fuck'

'You know what the fuck I mean Oliwia, meet me in town in 20 minutes'

'20 minutes, what the fuck do you think this is I'm hungover'

'I don't care' I said, before hanging up.

I left Louis to clean himself up, and if the house want tidy when I got back I was going to kill him.

Oliwia was waiting for me in costa, and I shot her a glare before sitting down opposite her.

'Oliwia, what were you thinking?' I asked her sternly. She better have a pretty good excuse.

'Look, sophie can't find out' she replied.

'You've got to be kidding me, you think I'm not going to tell her!?' What she was asking me to was pathetic. Sophie is my best friend. How am I supposed to keep something like this from her?

'Kourt, I know what I did was wrong. but think bout how sophie is gonna react'

'Oliwia, you were fucking kissing her boyfriend! what kind of a friend does that?? she was in the same goddamn club and you pull a stunt like that? you're mad if you think I'm not telling'

She grabbed my arm.

'Kourtney I'm begging you, if she finds out, she won't ever speak to me again.. please kourtney..'

I stood up in disbelief and walked out of the shop.

I immediately made my way to Sophie's.

When I got there, sophie opened the door and gave me a massive hug. 'Kourtney! lovely to see you here' she said, before beckoning me to come inside. I don't understand how she never looks hungover.

I walked into the front room and I couldn't see Harry. I don't think I could look at the prick without exploding.

Sophie and I chatted for a while, and I was trying to think of a way to tell her. What kind of position am I in? how do I tell her?

I opened my mouth to say it. 'Sophie... I've got something to tell yo-'

She cut me off before I finished.

'You know Kourtney, if I told you something, would you promise not to say I sound stupid?'

'Sure..'

'I think I really like Harry...'

'Obviously you like him... you live in the same house'

'Yeah but I've never felt like this about anyone before...it feels so... different'

Well shit.

'Aw sophie I'm sure he feels the same'

Just then the prick walked in. I glared at him, before following him into the kitchen.

'Tea, soph?' I asked her. 'Yeah, go on'.

In the kitchen, Harry made no effort to speak to me. 'You do realise I saw you right?' I told him. 'I have no idea what you're talking about' he replied. Is he taking the piss?? who does he think I am??

'Don't even try that Harry'

'Are you going to tell her?'

'How am I supposed to?' I said, a little loudly.

'Shut up she's in the other room' he replied.

I started to make a tea for sophie.

I dipped the spoon into the boiling water.

'I know you won't tell her. You won't hurt her like that' Harry said, a smirk on his face.

That was it.

I picked up the spoon and lunged at him, holding it to his arm while it burned his skin. He knew that he couldn't make a noise, nor could he fight me off as I had him pinned to the wall.

Just then, sophie walked in. I turned my head, and she had a look of horror on her face. Just then, I realised why. There I was, pinning Harry against the wall in close proximity, my face close to his as I spat my words at him before.

I instinctively jumped away from him.

'This isn't what it looks like' I said, panicked.