Past, Present, No Future. (Harry Styles)

101. End Results

I woke up with the sun beaming on my dry eyes.

After Louis and I kissed last night we went to where he was staying, which was Beth's place, and he brought me into his room and you can predict what happened next.

Louis and I spent a reckless night, and I felt every inch of my body fulfill guilt.

I opened my eyes from my sleep and looked up to Louis from where I had my head on his bare chest.

My dry eyes now watered at the sight having the guilt do its worst on me.

I sat up and swung my feet over the bed, putting my clothes on and and taking my shoes in my hands.

I looked back at Louis sleeping on the mattress, the sheets covering his naked body. I wiped a streak of moisture from my cheek and began out of the room.

I snatched a blanket from the couch to cover my body from the cold as well as to cover the dress I was wearing and began my way out of the front door and to my house.

On the entire way to my house I kept thinking about last night and how I was just able to take advantage of Louis like that. I was angered at Harry for doing the exact thing I did last night, and the thought of that makes me ache so much.

I made it home safely, going straight to the house phone and dialing Liam's number for I was in need of my brother's voice.

The call went straight to voicemail, making me pull out the telephone from the wall outlet and throw it to the floor in anger.

I slid down the wall, and sobbed. Bringing my shaky hands to my face.

~ | _ | +

I spent my entire New Years Day taking gruesomely long naps and leaving tear stains on my book.

I've received so many calls from both Louis and Harry, ignoring them all. A call I've been waiting for was one from Liam.

I knew I'd have to replace the phone I broke, but I wasn't planning on doing that today.

I didn't feel like doing anything, I felt dead. Like I had no purpose at this moment, but I'd be more active if I were dead right now.

I couldn't face Louis, and I didn't want to even look at Harry. The only boy I wanted to see was my brother but he wasn't answering, which added worry to the guilt and stress I already had.

I turned off the television, having the sound and screen make my head hurt. I brought my blanket over my body and drifted to a sleep I hoped not to wake up from.

~ Harry's _ POV +

I had no sleep last night. All I could think about was Vanessa in my arms, and being so close to her after all this time. And how I messed it up like every other thing I've had with her.

I called her Stella. I called her Stella.

Stella was no part of me anymore, I had absolutely no feelings or thoughts for Stella. But she still managed to slip my mouth whilst in an amazing moment with Vanessa.

"So you hooked up with someone in Cheshire?" Zayn asked after I had just told all my friends about what happened last night since they were all worried about the situation.

"To forget about Vanessa?" Gen added with raised eyebrows when I nodded.

We sat at a booth in a small diner, we had just finished our food and were waiting for the waiter to bring back our check for us to leave.

"I fucked up" I told them whilst I fumbled with the ring on my finger.

"How did I not know this when I visited?" Niall asked looking to me.