Harry POV
*20 minutes earlier*
I carried Lou up the stairs and into the bedroom slamming the door behind me. I stood in the middle of the room for a moment before I threw him off of me and onto the bed. He sat up sitting on the edge of the bed, he looked up at me with his seductive blue eyes, and I walked over to his stereo plugging in my phone. I liked music while I had sex, metal and dubstep, I don’t care what it was or what it said as long as it was loud and had a shit ton of bass.
The first song was “First of the Year” by skrillex, I smirked as I slowly walked over to Louis and began to slowly pull my shirt over my head throwing it to the floor. I wedged myself between his legs, still standing towering over him, as he looked up he bit him bottom lip and ripped his shirt off too. I shoved him down and climbed on top, straddling him. He reached up to start undoing my pants but I caught his wrist and slammed them into the bed by his head. He let a moan escape from his lips as i leaned into him kissing his neck and sucking lightly on his skin.
The bass finally kicked in and stood up again I could still feel his cool mint breath on me, I started taking off my pants and I motioned for him to do the same, he did then we took off our boxers. He grabbed me by my waist and pulled me into him, his warm body pressed into mine. The song changed and I needed him now, I threw him face down on the bed and blanketed him with my body, one hand pressed into the bed holding myself up and the other wrapped around his waist.
Leighton POV
*now*
I slammed Lou into the floor and began hitting him where ever I could land a punch. In this moment I hated him, He tried to stop me but he couldn’t, I don’t think anyone could stop me, I was BEYOND angry. Harry reached out to try and grab me but I punched him in his waist and he staggered back.
Louis yelled “Leighton stop please, let me expla-“ I slapped him
“Shut up shut up shut up!” I yelled back giving him a final blow to the ribs before standing and looking towards Harry. He took two steps back
“And where do you think you’re going Styles?” I ran towards him but I never stood a chance. He grabbed me and turned me to face away from him, pulling me into him. He wrapped his arms around me and lifted me up walking me out of the room.
I started kicking and screaming “PUT ME DOWN HARRY, GET YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF OF ME!”
“No” he said, one flat emotionless word. He placed me on my couch “Now sit down and let us talk”
“I don’t want to hear anything from you, you’ve been cheating ON ME WITH MY BROTHER?”
“No” he said again emotionless “I’ve been hooking up with Lou longer…” his sentence trailed off as he realized I was tense again
I heard Lou coming down the corridor and I shot out of my seat running towards him again, but Harry caught me.
Again.
When Lou sat on the sofa he finally let me go Harry sat next to him and put and arm around his waist. Louis thought I hadn’t seen as he brushed Harry off but I did. I started crying again my heart was crumbling. “just tell me why? Please?”
“It started before Liam left honestly Leighton” Louis pleaded, I believed him
“So I was just some fucking cover up?”
“No, I love you Leighton I do, I promise… its just. I cant control myself” Harry dropped his face into his hands.
“What does that mean?” I said, voice shaky and lips quivering.
“I love you” as he said that Lou’s whole body shifted away from him “But, I can’t stop with him, its like I need him. If I go without him for too long I start to crack”
I stood to walk away; I didn’t want to hear anymore I was done with both of them. I was halfway across the living room when a hand latched onto my wrist. “But I need you too, seeing you like this is killing me, I need you, I want to be with you” I looked up at Harry; I wanted to believe him but something in his eyes, it was off.
“ Get off.” I said barely above a whisper with no emotion. I was broken, my heart was done.
I walked into my room at the end of the corridor, slammed and locked my door. I was walking to my stereo when I heard Lou and Harry arguing, I didn’t care. I put my phone on the dock and turned my stereo up full volume.
I ran and jumped into my bed kicking off my shoes and burying myself under the covers. I was crying so hard I started to gag; I ran to the bathroom and dropped to my knees in front of the toilet trying to catch my breath. My life had gone to complete fucking shit.
When I finally made it out to my room again, the time read half passed 9. I sat on the edge of my bed, thinking. I was staring at the floor when I heard a buzz come from the drawer of my bedside table. I had almost forgotten about that phone, I usually only used it on the weekends.
From Elle (bitch):
I don’t know who you are, but come to the party! My bartender makes more money when you’re here. You have a secret girl, you’re all the boys can talk about’
Damn! I almost forgot there was a party tonight.
‘To Elle (bitch):
K, but don’t u have to make it seem like I sleep with everyone, I just show up dance then leave’
‘From Elle (bitch)
I don’t care! Just bring your bum over party starts @ 11’
I usually skip her Monday parties, no point but today I needed to drink! I wanted to get so drunk that I forgot everything about today. I shuffled over to the closet and threw on a black pair of short shorts, with my favorite skin tight hoodie with a deep V in the front and back, I threw my hair up in a bun and shoved my feet into white converse.
I stormed out of the room gliding past Lou and Harry, who were sitting on opposite sides of the couch looking pissed still.
Fucking twats.
They both shot up as I went by. “Where are you going Lei?” Louis asked
I froze and my blood started to boil, did he really think it was okay to use a nickname “I’m going out, don’t wait up” I spat
“Leighton plea-“
“Shut up Harry, your voice is nails on a chalkboard right now!” I scoffed as I slammed the door behind me.
I was out for revenge tonight.
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Red Lipstick [editing]
FanfictionWhen Niall Horan moved to London from Ireland he never expected his life to turn into this. A cluster fuck of lies, cheating, fighting and love. After this new school, Niall Horan would never be the same again...