"YOU TOLD HIM YOU WANTED TO BE FRIENDS?!"
"What else was I suppose to do?!" I yelled back.
"Oh I don't know TELL HIM HOW YOU FEEL?"
"Why would I do that!?"
"Because it's the truth!"
"I couldn't." I said in a normal tone again. "I'm just looking out for him."
"I'm not following." Harry put his hands on his hips, clearly annoyed with me.
"Sorry, was that not a good enough answer?" I tried to defend myself.
"No! You lied!" He looked at me as if it were obvious.
"Everyone leaves him and I always leave everyone. I can't be responsible for another broken heart. Not when the last one is still trying to win me back when I'm in love with someone else." I started to tear up. I tried really hard not to let them fall, but they eventually spilled out making me even more frustrated.
"Are you kidding me?" Harry whispered to himself as he rubbed his temple.
"What?" I asked confused.
"You two are really meant for each other. It's scary." He chuckled.
"What the fuck is that suppose to mean?"
"You think you're going to leave him?" He asked, trying to get to the bottom of this.
I sat down on his bed. We were in Amsterdam today, in a beautiful hotel. I dragged Harry to his room to tell him what happened.
"I don't know." I shrugged. "I'm just scared."
"I can't believe this." He huffed.
"Please feel free to say any information you know that I don't because I feel out of the loop."
He pulled me up from the bed and grabbed my shoulders with his hands, bringing me close.
"Tell him the truth. It's that simple." He said slowly as if trying make me understand. I knew he was right, especially since Louis hasn't talked o me since, not that I've been making such an effort to talk to him in the first place. I've been ignoring him just as much as he's been ignoring me. The thing is I don't know what he wants either.
"How do I do that without falling apart?" I looked up at him.
"You just have to take that chance and so does he." He replied, bringing me into a hug.
"How about we go out today? Just us?" He cupped my face and whipped my tears.
"That would be nice." I nodded. "I was just going to lay on the floor surrounded by junk food." I mumbled.
"Meet me down in the lobby in twenty, yeah?"
I nodded, appreciating Harry trying to cheer me up.
Harry's pov
As soon as Olivia closed the door behind me, quickly and quietly knocked on Louis' door. I heard some shuffling when he responded, "Oh for fucks sake, are you going to lecture me or something? Did she tell you what happened? And you wanted me to tell her how I felt? I was right, you know. And you were wrong. That's our conversation, now can I go back to sleep?" He was very annoyed and sad, even though he tried to hide it.
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Perfect // l.t.
Fanfiction"Baby, I'm perfect for you." "Don't use my lyric against me." She was looking for someone to write her break up songs about.
