Good or Bad Influence? Larry Stylinson Fanfic

Chapter 40

Can't believe I'm on chapter 40 already! Am gonna make it lengthy:) It's gonna have a bit of everyone. Enjooooooooy!

Louis opened his eyes to an empty room. He was in an awkward position on the sofa - he must have drifted off. He didn't even have a pillow. But the first thing he remembered -

Harry. Immediately, he jumped up and walked down the small hallway, knocking on Harry's door. He didn't realise it was already unlocked - the door swung open. Harry was stood there, smashing an iron down on his t-shirt. Louis hadn't spoken yet, so he swallowed, then started.

"H-Harry?" Harry stopped for a moment without looking up, then started again. "Harry, we need to talk."

"I have nothing to say to you." he continued.

"Please, Harry, I need to tell you how sorry I am." Louis tried to plead with his eyes, but Harry was purposely avoiding them.

"Get out of my face, Louis. Or I won't be held responsible for my actions." Harry slammed down the iron even harder. But now Louis was getting angry himself.

"Oh, what are you gonna do? Beat me up like you did yesterday?" Louis knew he took it a step too far, especially when Harry was pinning him up against the wall. Now he was looking in to Louis eyes, and Louis could see they were filled up with hatred. "You hate me."

"Shut up." Harry spat. "Just shut the fuck up. I don't want to talk to you. I don't want to hear your pathetic excuses - you've been lying to me all this time. You don't love me."

"Yes I do love you!" the tears were spilling carelessly out of Louis' eyes. "I do!"

"So why would you suggest dragging up all the past? You weren't listening to me at all, were you?!" Harry's eyes were blazing. Louis knew it was over.

"Why are you so angry with me?"

"Why do you think?!" Harry shook Louis.

"Because you're taking your father's death out on me!" Louis screamed, being dropped by Harry. He lay in a crumpled mess on the floor, shaking violently.

"Get out." Harry wiped his mouth and didn't look at Louis. "Go on. Go. I don't want you here."

"Why? Just because I'm telling the truth?" Louis found the words spilling out, unable to control himself.

"NO! You're a twat! You have no friends. you're unsociable, you're super frigid, you're ugly, you look down on me and- and you're a snob." Harry crinkled his nose. He then bent over the bed, zipped up Louis' suitcase, and walked out, scooping up Louis along the way.

"You - you didn't mean that." Louis quivered, at the doorway.

"Yes. I meant every word of it." He opened the door.

"Please Harry, I love you Harry..." but he was being pushed out on to hotel landing.

"Don't come back. I hate you." Bang! The door slammed. Louis laid once more a crumpled mess. Standing up, he looked down, realising he was half naked. He then punched and kicked at the door.

"I'm telling you Harry! There's no going back for us now! You've certainly done it! Fuck you, Harry Styels, it's over!" he found himself say.

Inside, Harry fell on the sofa, whimpering. He had just chucked out the love of his life. Why? Because he needed space. He sacrificed Louis - for space.

Of course, Louis was right as always. That's what pissed Harry off even more - he was taking out the texts on Louis.

Niall's POV