Love Can Hurt (Louis Tomlinson)

Chapter 17

Alex POV

I woke up to the feeling of a warm body around me. I opened my eyes and realised Louis was next to me asleep. Great. Today would be the day I would be shipped off to the mental ward because today is the day the boys see me alive.

I wiped away a tear that slid down my cheek. I carefully got out of the bed, careful not to rip my stitches. I was so distraught over my 'joke' it was stupid of me to do.

I washed my face in my ensuite and walked out. It was dead quiet. Honestly. I had no idea on how the boys would react when they saw me.

I looked through the kitchen cupboards looking for some cereal. I found some coco-pops and poured them into a bowl. After preparing them I sat down at the kitchen island.

It felt strange sitting here. As I finished my breakfast I heard a plate smash. I looked up in fright and saw Liam standing there with a smashed bowl at his feet.

"W-w-wha-what..Ghostt" He stuttered backing up looking at me in confusion and looked as if he was about to burst out in tears.

"Liam?" I question a bit unsure of what to do. "My mind is playing tricks on me.." I hear him mutter while hitting his forehead on the door.

"Liam, Liam" I said shaking him. "It's me." I whisper hugging him.

"But..But your dead" He said, lips quivering. "I'm Sorry" I told him, As tears ran freely down my face. He pulled me into a hug and just stood there.

~A few days later (Sorry) ~

I sat in the club taking a sip of my tequila. I was finally allowed to take alcohol, because I was the right age to. So I decided to drown my sorrows with the stuff.

"You too?" A girl about my age who was sitting next to me questioned. I looked at her like a llama. Did I just say that outloud? "Yes" She replied to nothing.

"Sorry, I'm Alex" I told her. She turned around to face me holding her glass of scotch. "I'm Ireland. So what's your excuse?" She asked me while taking another sip.

"Faked my death, hate myself, Broke up with my boyfriend who happens to be  world-wide popstar, you?" I asked her while finishing my drink and ordering another.

"Got my Arse dumped. got kicked out, yanno the usual" Her Irish accent became more noticeable.

*FLASHBACK*

"I CAN'T DO THIS ALEX!" Louis Yelled to me. I was honestly scared. I had never seen him this angry.

"EVERYTIME I LEAVE YOU ALONE YOU GO AND DO SOMETHING STUPID!' He yelled. My fury started getting the better of me.

'WELL IF YOU HATE ME SO MUCH WHY DON'T YOU GO, OKAY WHY DON'T I JUST BREAK UP WITH YOU!?" I yelled back to him.

His face softened.

"You don't mean it..right?" he said reaching out to hold my hand. I pulled back. I looked down at the ground.

"I'm sorry Louis. I'm sorry" And with that I walked out of the house.

*END OF FLASHBACK*

Ireland pulled me out out of my thoughts. "Come on, let's go dance" She suggested.

I shrugged my shoulders and left my cup on the table as I followed her out onto the dance floor.

This will be an eventful evening.