Going in Circles

As I storm out of the flat and feel the fresh gust of wind, I realize,I really can't do this anymore. This is the last time I'll let him do this to me.

Louis and I have been together for 3 years now, we live together in a flat in the outskirts of London, and acted like a married couple, but we also fight like cats and dogs constantly.

I just found out he cheated on me with Eleanor.Again.

I walked towards this small park near our flat in London. Whenever we fight I always immediately come here to clear my mind and just relax for a while. I guess its become an instinct now.

I reach the swing and sit on the one on the left, and just sit there, slowly swinging my feet around the humid ground, making circles with my feet, while just starring up at the dark night sky.

When I first moved here with Louis two and a half years ago, he brought me here. Almost no one comes here, even less this late at night, so its very peaceful.

I remember the first time I came to this park. That day I was really mad at Louis, for the first time. I was really mad, because of what, I honestly don't even remember anymore, we've had so many arguments since then, its hard to keep track of every one. That day he brought me here, practically had to drag me, because I was so mad at him and didn't even want to look at his face at that moment. He sat me down on the left swing and he sat on the right one. That night we talked it out, and he apologized to me for doing whatever he did.

Since then, I always make it a habit to come back here to be alone and cool off after a argument with Louis, which lately, has been at least once a week.

I think back to our argument a few hours earlier.

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My phone hasn't been working and he let me borrow his cellphone to go on and call and see when I could go pick it up.

When I hung up, I saw he had received a new message.

From Eleanor.

His ex.

This made my blood boil. She's his ex and apparently he's cheated on me with her way too many times and I always end up finding out. And I always take him back for some reason.

His phone shows the text messages, whether you open it or not, so I instantly saw what she had asked him.

She asked him when did he think I would fall asleep so that he could sneak out again and so that she could be ready for him.

Angrily, I stormed out of the kitchen where I had made the long forgotten call for my phone.

I walk to the living room to find Louis watching a game with Niall, both munching on chips, with their dirty feet up on the couch.

"Get out Niall, Now." I hiss at Niall.

Niall is seriously my best friend, but unless he wanted me to go after him too, he better leave in the next few minutes before I explode.

"Wait, whats wrong? Did I do something wron-" He asked me, his face showing his clear confusion at why I was telling him to leave.

"Niall, if I were you, and I valued my life, I would seriously leave right now, before I fucking go off on you like im about to go off on this fucker" I shout, getting angrier and angrier by the second.

Niall made a mad dash at this for the door, hurriedly mumbling a goodbye and telling me not to kill him, not yet.

Once he slams the front door shut, I turn to look at Louis again.

"And you, get your dirty ass feet off of the couch, you fucker. Get up." I scream at him.

He looks up at me scared for his fucking life like he should be, when a scared look of realization appears on his face as I throw his cellphone onto the couch next to him, because he hasn't stood up.