chapter 4

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Harry's pov

Louis sucking faces with the bitch that almost ruined my life.

something clicks inside of me im not sad anymore im just mad...furious.

I harshly say "bye". and walk out but before I slammed my door i caught a little glimpse of Louis who just looked like he had no idea I was even home and a smirking Taylor who knew she was winning.

I wish I could get over him...

I don't even know where im going all I know is that im not going back home.

my phone keeps buzzing but I don't need to look to know who it is I already know its Louis. its getting dark so he's probably worried

haha no he's not he doesn't care about you dumbass he probably just wants to make sure your not coming back soon.

was all I could think.

after a while of deciding where to stay im on my way to nialls. me and niall are pretty close but not as close as me and Louis... actually Louis would get quite jealous of me and nialls relationship.

once I got to nialls he asked why I was saying I lied and just said no reason which I know he didn't believe but whatever.

for the rest off the night me and ni just watched movies and ate food I actually didn't eat much because im already fat enough.

I cant sleep.. I think I should get over Louis.. but how.

I finally feel asleep dreaming of a boy with beautiful eyes.

the next morning I decided to go home.

I walk in the door to see a very worried looking Louis on the couch, why is he worried?

when I close the door Louis jumps up and walk towards me looking angry but also and look of relief flew over him.

"harry where the fuck were you!" he questions harshly, i jump slightly at his harsh tone which i think made him feel bad because his face softened.

"nialls" I whisper but I still kept the harsh tone.

"why?" he looked at me confused and a little hurt. as he was talking i started walking towards the stairs trying to get away from this conversation

"why does it matter Louis" I said without looking at him because I knew it would hurt him, I never call him Louis I always call him Lou, loubear, boobear, babe or some other cute nick name.

"w-why are you mad at me, you only call me l-Louis if your mad" he stuttered

i instantly felt bad but kept walking to my room slamming my door shut.

{ A couple hours later}

I opened my door slowly hoping Louis was in his room I was starving but was to afraid to go down stairs because he knew if he saw Louis he would instantly apologize.

once I get down stairs there he is a very sad Louis sitting where I found him when I first got home.

I cant help it any more.. I layed down right in front of Louis so we could spoon i cant see him this hurt especially when its because of me.

"im so sorry" he whispers

i don't answer, because I don't know what to say.


hey guys hoped you liked the chapter!!!!!!!



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