What Do You Mean We're Over?! (Sequel to WDYMHMB)

Chapter 12: Rosie Gone Mad

Chapter 12:

I waved goodbye to Liz and Pippa. Liz was getting a ride home from Pippa, but she dropped me back first because it was on the way. After the car disappeared, I entered the building. I was half asleep as I made my way up to my flat's door and unlocked it. All I wanted to do was collapse onto my bed and sleep. Think about nothing. Do nothing. Be the lazy ass person I am. 

But life had other plans for me because Louis was waiting on the couch when I opened the door. This was just great. 

"Rosemarie Elaine Tomlinson!" Louis bellowed. I didn't get it. Every time he was around his girlfriend or his friends, he'd act like an immature five year old, but when it came down to me, he acted like he was a fifty year old father. It was disturbing to think, but it was true. I didn't even want to imagine how Liam would act if he was this overprotective, but Liam had two older sisters. Unlike him, Louis had five younger sisters. 

"WHAT?" I snapped. "I'm fine and it's time you learned that I'm not a baby and I'm an adult just like you. Louis, you're only two years older than me!"

"Are you on your period or something?" Louis questioned. 

"No," I huffed, "I'm just not in the mood to talk."

"Well I'm in the mood to talk about why you were at your ex's house..."

I didn't get it. One minute, he's telling me to get with Harry. To love him again. To forgive and let Harry have another try. The next minute, he's yelling at me for hanging out with Harry even if this time, I didn't really have a choice. It was either Harry or freeze inside my car.

"My car broke down, my phone was dead, and gratefully Harry took me in for the night. It's not a big deal!" I explained. "Why are you always breathing on my neck about these things! It's like you don't trust me with anything."

"Yes I do!" Louis argued. 

"Well it doesn't seem like it." I glared at Louis once more before dropping my bag on the ground and dramatically storming off into my bedroom proceeding into slamming the door. I made sure Louis could hear it and if he didn't, he was deaf. I slammed it so hard, you could literally feel the flat shake. This was what happened when I let my tantrums get the best of me. 

Louis banged on the door. "Rosie, come on. Let me in. Can we just talk?" His voice was desperate and he continually knocked on the door. I wondered if his knuckles hurt by now. I hoped they did so he'd leave me alone. 

"No, just go away. I don't need any of your shit. I don't need you telling me that Harry is no good for me then that he and I should make up. I don't need you telling me that I need to move on or any of that shit. Just leave me alone and go back to your happy relationship with Alice." I rambled on. I couldn't stop any of it. I didn't know why, but I was upset. I was upset that all of the boys, except Liam, had a girlfriend. Louis had Alice. Zayn had Pippa. Niall had Liz. Harry was bound to find a girl soon since half the teenage population were throwing themselves at him. Liam, I knew, was waiting for the right moment to put himself out there. He should've been the first to be in a relationship, but he was just taking his time and making sure it was the right girl he chose. 

"Fine, I'll leave you to your moping and feeling sorry for no one but yourself." Louis snapped. I heard his retreating footsteps and I sighed. I sat on the floor, too tired to actually sit down on my bed or even a chair. I sat on the rug because my body was numb. 

It was funny how easily I could make people hate me. Things that hurt you cause you to hurt the peole you love. Or the people you hate. It made me hate everyone around me. Today, I was about to blow up on sweet Liz, telling her that she wasn't right for Niall and she was too young. Clearly she wasn't, but I had kept my mouth shut. She was a sweet girl and I had just let the slightest things set me off.