Angel (H.S AU)

Chapter Forty Three

"So you like it?" Harry asks me, as he finishes showing me around our incredible house. "I love it, Harry. It's amazing, honestly." I hug him, "Thank you. For everything." He kisses my forehead, and for the first time in a long time I believe that things are going to be good for us. "I'm sorry about your family, Lexi. I'm sorry that you were put in a decision where you had to choose me or them." I shake my head, "It's not your fault, Harry. I chose to come with you, and I'm happy with my choice." He smiles, "Good. Anyway, I have to go and talk to the agent about finalising all the papers for the house. You want to come or stay here?" I get caught off guard for a second thinking about the fact that when I met Harry, he was in the lowest of lows, and never would have been settling to buy a house, but here he is, doing exactly that. "I'll stay and unpack." I say, kissing him on the cheek.

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About ten minutes after Harry leaves I hear the doorbell ring. I have no idea who the heck that could be, so I quietly walk up to the door and peek through the peep hole. I can not believe who I see. 

Louis.

I open the door partly with anger and partly with confusion. "What the hell are you doing here?!" I half yell at him. He smirks, "I wasn't going to let you go that easily." He pushes the door open and steps closer to me, causing me to feel extremely uncomfortable. "Louis, what are you doing?" He moves his hand to my back and I quickly step away. "I'm getting what I deserve. You treated me like absolute shit, I was always second chance to Harry, always, but for once I want to get what I want." I shake my head, "No, you need to leave right now." He smirks, "I'm not leaving, Alexa. I love you, and I know that somewhere inside you love me too." He steps closer to me and I take another step back, "If you loved me, you wouldn't be doing this." I motion between him and I. He grabs my hand, pulling me closer to him, and crashes his lips to mine. I try to pull away but he holds me close and I can barely move. 

All I can think about is Harry walking in, and seeing this. He would never believe me that I have no part in this, and he wouldn't ever forgive me for this. I struggle and try my hardest to push Louis away but I just can't. He managed to get his hands underneath my shirt and he undoes my bra. Tears fall from my eyes, but he doesn't care at all. "You have no idea how long I've waited for this, Alexa." I keep trying to get him off me, but every attempt fails. He takes a tight grip on my hand and we walk over to the couch. I close my eyes, and try to suppress the tears and he pulls my t-shirt off me, followed by my jeans, leaving me completely exposed to him. "Louis. Don't make me do this." 

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I grab my t-shirt off the ground, pulling it back on, followed by my jeans. Louis sits on the couch, watching my every move, and I can sense how proud he is over the fact that he just completely took advantage of me. I am so ashamed at what just happened. Do I tell Harry about this? Will Louis tell him? How is Harry even going to react? "That wasn't so bad, was it?" I walk away from Louis, too disgusted to even look at him. I can't believe there was ever a time where I had feelings for him, or let alone was even his friend. "Fuck you! Get out of my house." He smirks, "I thought I might actually wait for Harry. I'm sure he'd be devastated if he knew I was in town and he didn't get to see me." I don't understand this. I don't understand why Louis' being like this. There was a time where he was kind and sweet, and now he's the complete opposite. "I fucking hate you. I want nothing to do with you, okay?" I look up at him briefly as he walks towards me. "There was a time where you loved me, remember? What happened, Lexi?" I shake my head, "I did not love you, not the person you are now. You were different." He shrugs, "I guess when someone breaks your heart, it changes you. It makes you.. cold. You know?" 

I jump as I hear the door handle on the front door open. I quickly compose myself, wiping the tears from my cheeks and putting on a smile. "Please don't say a word." I whisper to Louis, praying that he won't say anything to Harry. I will tell Harry, but not now, not while Louis is right there. Harry looks up and as soon as he sees Louis, his gentle expression is replaced with confusion. "What are you doing here? Did you follow us to America?" He says, and walks over to me, placing a kiss on my cheek. Louis smirks, "I guess I did. I've always wanted to move here, you guys inspired me to actually make the move." He looks at me and more tears fill my eyes. I wanted to be composed, I wanted to hold it together, but I honestly can't. I try to blink it away before Harry can notice, but I can feel him tensing up, realising there's something going on. "Anyway, I should go." Louis says. I let out a sigh of relief. "Goodbye Louis." He walks to the door, and just as I think I'm all clear, he looks back at us. "Oh, and Lexi. Thanks for before, you were amazing." He winks at me and then closes the door. Fuck.

I can feel Harry's eyes burning into the back of my head and the tears instantly stream from my eyes. I bring my hands to my face, and try to hide myself from the world, from this whole fucked up situation. "What is he talking about?" Harry says, quietly. "It's not what you think, Harry. Please believe me." I turn around and see his eyes filled with tears. "What happened?" I look down at the ground, "I didn't have anything to do with Harry, I promise. He just showed up and he.." Harry steps closer to me, "Lexi, you don't have to keep telling me, I believe you. I'm so fucking sorry." I bury my head in his chest and weep. I cannot believe what has happened today. This was supposed to be one of the best days of our lives, and now it has turned into the worst. He holds me tight, but what breaks my heart the most is that I can feel not only myself crying, but him too. He pulls away from me, and wipes the tears from my cheeks. "Come on, we need to pack up our stuff. We're not staying in this house." I nod, "I'm sorry, Harry." 

He looks me in the eyes, "Don't apologise for that, Alexa. I believe that you had nothing to with it, so you have nothing to be sorry for. It's so fucked up and I'm so sorry that it happened, but it doesn't change anything for us. We're still good, we're still going to happy. Things will be good, okay? I love you." I nod, "I love you."