Heart Break || l.s

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Three years later

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My eyes fluttered open to meet with a dark room, heavy music thumping through the speakers somewhere in the house. In fact, thats what woke me up.

The walls were vibrating and the bass was probably loud enough for the whole neighborhood to hear, but its not like the neighbors cared. Well a few did, but the ones that did were elders. A soft sigh left my lips as I looked at the time to read it was almost two in the morning, my head pounding from a few hours prior.

Remembering earlier, my head turned to the side to see a male in fact sleeping, his arm draped over my stomach, his lips parted and eyes shut.

From what I could see, it was a brown haired guy but I could be wrong. Clearing my throat, I carefully took the guys arm off of me and stood up, slipping my boxers on, then a pair of joggers that were in my dirty wash.

Glancing back at the guy once more, I opened the door to my room and walked out, keeping it open. From here, I could already spot people making out in the hallway, stumbling around and looking for an empty bedroom. I mentally salute them good luck because theres only three bedrooms here and I'm pretty sure they're all taken up. Might as well do it on the floor, it's not like anybody would care.

"Alex!" I yelled out over the music to the blonde girl, walking down the steps.

The girl let her eyebrows furrow and she looked around before spotting me and giving me a smile and motioning for me to come over. My feet went over to the steps where she made her way up the rest of them and stood in front of me. She flicked some of her hair away from her green eyes, some of it getting caught in her eyebrow ring before she fixed it.

She placed the red cup down onto the side before speaking. "Louis, hey. You look like sh-t." She teased and playfully ruffled my hair making me roll my eyes and slap it away.

"I could say the same for you. Your lipstick is smudged all over your lips." I smirked.

Its not like I was lying. The red lipstick she was sporting earlier was smudged all over her lips, probably from her girlfriend, or should I say her little toy. Alex has a girl that follows her around, a little innocent freshmen from a high

school, and the girl thinks that the two are actually dating, meanwhile Alex is only screwing around with her. In my opinion, it's pretty messed up. I tried to warn the girl but she shook it off.

She laughed and pulled my face in, kissing my lips and purposely rubbing them all on the side of my mouth. Faking a gag, I pushed her away and then glared, wiping at it. "You're so gross. I'm telling Rose."

A laugh came from her lips and she wiped her mouth before pretending to be afraid, holding her hands up. "Oh no! Please don't tell the freshmen about the little kiss!" She then playfully pushed me and before I could do anything, she grabbed her cup and rushed down the steps.

Laughing under my breath, I followed after her and walked down the steps, avoiding a drunken girl who almost knocked into me.

Once I actually got down the steps, someone immediately stopped me, the guy drunk as well. Or high. Maybe both. He had white hair, black stubble, hazel eyes and dark skin. Let me tell you, he was attractive but that hair has to go.

Surprisingly, Halsey came through the speakers blasting 'New Americana' Which basically everyone started singing along to. The guy continued to stare at me with furrowed eyebrows making me raise my eyebrows in the process, a bit scared.

"I know you from somewhere." He spoke, blinking a few times before straightening up and pulling away. "I know you! I do! You're um.. Louis Tomlinson! You went out with Harry Styles a few years back, right?"

At the mention of Harry's name, my body went rigid. My lower lip was pulled into my mouth and between my teeth, nodding at him to confirm that yes, I'm Louis and that I did date the famous Harry Styles. "Yeah.. Thats me." I tried to smile but my mouth ended up turning into a straight line after many attempts.

"Right! I'm Zayn." The guy now known as 'Zayn' held his hand out for me to shake. I grabbed it in mine and shook it. "I'm uh.. A friend of Harry's, I guess you could say. Well was." He chuckled and pulled his hand away after a bit.

A friend of Harry's? Last time I checked, Harry's a snobby d-ck wad who doesn't want friends unless they were as high in the industry as him.

I'm pretty sure this Zayn guy isn't famous. If he is, I never heard of him. And plus, why would he be at some stupid party? Then again, I don't really check up on people and their stupid lifestyles.

"Was?"

"Yeah, we're kind of something else now." He spoke, his body becoming rigid and his arms crossing over his chest.

Ah, something else. F-ck buddies probably. Before I got the chance to respond, Rose came by my side and looked up at me with tear filled eyes. Forgetting about Zayn, I grabbed her arm and pulled her to the door and outside.

"Rose?" I asked, shocked when she wrapped her arms around my waist tightly and sniffled. Its when I noticed her shirt ripping slightly down the middle. "Hey, what the hell happened? And why aren't you at home, its two in the morning." My voice was soft and my hands gently pulled her arms back.

She sobbed and shook her head, making me worry even more. What the hell happened? Rubbing her back to try and calm her down, she soon did, her sobs lowering but the tears were still running down her face and dripping off of her chin.

"I was- I was trying to look for Alex and this guy grabbed me and tried to force me to do things." She cried out making me widen my eyes. I gently grabbed her and walked in, grabbing my car keys before going back out and leading her to the car.

The old rusted up car unlocked with a click of a button and she automatically got in, me going after her. She knew I was taking her home. This is why I told Alex not to bring her to these damn parties and she doesn't listen to me at all.

"Address?"

She told me her address and I put it in before driving off to her neighborhood, taking almost forty minutes to get there. The whole time it was quiet except for her occasional sniffles and faint music playing in the background.

Soon enough I pulled up to her house and she said a quiet 'thanks' before getting out and rushing up to her house.

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Maybe trying to find a short cut was useless because now I was in some rich neighborhood and would you look at that, my tank is on empty and to make things better, it was freezing and I forgot my shirt. Curses left my lips as I got out and walked up to a gate, ringing against it.

Theres a chance none of these people would help me because they're all just snobs.

Nobody responded so I took the liberty to push at the gates and to my surprise, they opened. Idiots forgot to lock the gate. Glancing around quickly, I took the chance and jogged up the pathway to the house and to the door. By the time I got there, my face was red and I was panting, my hands on my knees.

Never running for that long again, thats for sure. Bringing my hand up, I hurriedly knocked on the huge door. About two minutes later, the door swung open and when I looked up, the person that stood there was the person I was never planing on seeing again.

"Louis?" His voice was deeper and raspier, probably from just waking up, his hair a mess and his eyes squinting to look at me.

"Harry." I breathed out, my blue eyes wide as we scanned over each other.

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This sucks and it was boring. Sorry.