I know a thing or two
I learned from you
Louis is fuming, that basic bitch is just sitting on his lap, and he lets her. Why isn't he pushing her away? Harry's head is laying back on the headrest of the couch, he is totally out of it, Louis can't tell if Harry is drunk or high or maybe both. But Louis feels himself getting even angrier, even if Harry is drunk or high, is doesn't give him an excuse to forget he has a boyfriend. Louis mind worries what if he maybe is just enjoying that this skank is sitting on his lap? She doesn't look like Louis at all, so it is not that he can mistake her for Louis. Louis can only stand there and watch as this gnome is sitting on HIS man's lap. When she leans in and kisses Harry's neck, something snaps in Louis. He storms forward, pushing people aside, when he reaches Harry and the ugly bitch, he grabs a handful of her terribly wrong highlighted hair and yanks her of Harry's lap. He is dragging her across the floor, she is crying and screaming for Louis to let go of her hair. She is trying to stand on her stupid legs, that are way too short for her abnormally large upper body. When Louis let's go of her hair she starts screaming at him. "What are you doing you idiot? I was just trying to have some fun." "Let me tell you this," Louis starts, "you can go have your fun anywhere, but not with MY man!" A silence fell over the party, Louis' ears were ringing, he was so mad. He didn't even here the music anymore, he could only hear his heartbeat, that has somehow raised to the beat of the music. He glanced over to look at Harry and he still was lounging on the couch, with a proud smirk on his face.
"Your man? Oh. My. God." She shrieked. "Your man, that you share with a lot of other people, you apparently don't even know about!" She laughed hard after she said that. Louis looked at her, stunned, then he looked at all the faces that were now staring at him. He saw some of them looking at him like they pitied him, others nodded their heads, like they exactly knew what this garden gnome was talking about.
"Oh, how cute, you really think that I only sat on his lap?" she asked. "We already had some fun, just before you arrived, and we were about to finish what we started." She stated. Louis feels his eyes filling with tears, he is looking at Harry with a pleading look in his eyes, asking him to deny whatever this slut is saying. Harry just looks at Louis and says nothing, then he drops his head and keeps looking at his feet. Louis can't take it anymore, he has to get out before he will burst into tears in the middle of that horrible party, and everybody already looking at him. Harry looks up and sees Louis disappearing in the crowd, his eyes widen in fear, and he jumps up of off the couch and runs after Louis.
Outside he catches up with Louis, and tries to grab his hand. Louis stops walking and jerks his hand back. He looks at Harry with a pleading look. "You know what keeps going through my mind? The thought of you fucking her." Louis yells. Harry looks down. "Is it true what she said? You fucked her already?" Harry looked up and shook his head. "You would have done it, probably would have snuck out the back, and texted me that you got bored and tired of waiting for me and would be at home. Would you have fucked her?"
"No, Lou, please" Harry sighs.
"What is it Harry am I not good enough?! Can't you just tell me that instead of doing this? Look me in the eye and tell me I'm not worth it." Louis whispers. "I'm not going to say that because it's not true Louis." Harry tells him. "Then stop making me feel that way, Harry." "Louis it's not like I've ever even cheated on you before."
"Oh, yeah and you expect me to believe you after all this? That's bullshit and you know it."
"I'm so sorry. I'm such a dick. I'm so fucking sorry, Lou." "How am I supposed to know whether or not to forgive you?" Louis says. "Well do you still love me?" Harry asks. "Yes." Is the simple answer from Louis. "Yes I do love you." Maybe that's enough.
Harry was a terrible person. He felt so sad about hurting the person he loved so much, and then he felt guilty about feeling sad. He wasn't allowed to feel bad for himself. If Louis left him he would completely understand. What Harry did was a complete dickmove, but that wouldn't stop him from trying to get the best of both worlds.
Logically he should do what's best for Louis and let him go, but to be honest Harry thought, no he knew, that he was what was best for Louis, and Louis was best for him. He couldn't believe that he had hurt him like this, that he keeps flirting, kissing and sleeping with other men and women just because he could. He knew now that he would never make that mistake again. Right?
