Logan's POV
A smirk grew on his face when I had agreed to stay. He pecked my lips gingerly, brushing away the few strands of hair on my cheek.
"Please forgive me.." I heard Harry whisper faintly in to my ear.
I closed my eyes, forcing all of those harsh memories out of my head.
Giving him a slight nod, I kissed the spot below his jaw.
"You are.."
For a second, I thought I felt warm droplets falling onto my shoulder, a small whimper escaping his lips.
He hugged me tightly, nuzzling his face deeper into the crook of my neck.
I pressed my forehead to his shoulder, slowly wrapping my arms around his neck.
We stood there for minutes, silent.
I've always pictured this moment with Harry...
The moment I always wanted to freeze and put into a frame and stay like that forever. The day I've wanted to replay and keep reliving it...
But then there was always that part of me that would reveal the tragic truth of him not feeling the same way...
He slowly lead me up the stairs and into his room, lifting up the duvet and motioning for me to slip in first.
I watched him follow after me, his hands finding my waist and pulling me closer.
He let out a deep breath, the warmth of his body comforting in a way.
He engulfed me in his warm embrace, the scent of his cologne still present even after the previous nights activities.
I kept my eyes closed, listening to the rhythm of his heart.
Within seconds.. I was asleep.
Louis's POV
I awoke to my head throbbing madly. The feeling painful yet relieving.
My hand roamed the bed for Logan, finally finding her soft skin.
"Log-" I cut myself off, my brows narrowing as I examined the brunette who lie in her place.
I began to blink my eyes multiple times, wondering if the hangover I had was interfering with my sight.
She shifted her body, turning to face me.
"Morning.." She giggled, I couldn't put my finger on her name.
Everything from last night felt like a blur.
"Morning... E-Eleanor?" It came out more like a question, not meaning for it to be insulting.
She laughed lightly, placing a kiss on my nose and standing to walk to the washroom.
Her bare bum swayed side to side, a sudden realization popping into my mind.
I groaned in to my pillow, regret flooding throughout my emotions.
Standing up, I quickly slipped on my sweats making my way down stairs.
Locating my phone I tapped on Logan's number. It was immediately denied.
"Logan..." I groaned in frustration, I rubbed my temple throwing my phone onto the counter top.
I dashed up the stairs, opening our bedroom door and scanning the almost empty room. All of her belongings including photographs were gone.
I paced around in circles, mumbling curses beneath my breath as I tried to come to a conclusion on where she could possibly be.
I tried my best to recollect the memories from last night, the mop of brown curls flashed into my head.
A mere growl forming in my throat.
Harry.
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A Little Bit of Love Hate
Fanfic"Wait!" Harry called, following after me, his hand grabbing mine. "Why?!" I questioned, my voice rising with frustration. A puzzled look etched into his features, his green eyes narrowing with question. "What do you mean..?" He asked, his voice ras...
