"Louis!", you yelled for your boyfriend. You and Louis had been dating for about a year or two, give or take a couple months. You were laying in your shared bed when Louis phone wouldn't stop ringing and buzzing. " Louis your phone!", you called again but he was in the shower. As the annoying sounds kept going off you just picked up the phone. Going for the phone, you saw they were texts from someone named, 'Elizabeth'. Curiosity got the best of you and you read all of the messages between the two. 'Are you coming over today?' 'Yeah, I just gotta make up something to tell [y/n]' 'Just tell her you're coming over to fuck me ;)' 'I don't think that one will go down to well, babe ;)'. The conversation went on as tears brimmed your eyes, you scrolled down to the most recent messages. All of them were from her, which was causing Louis' phone to spaz. 'I want you sooo bad right now babe.' 'please just ditch the bitch and fuck me already!'. At this point, you were absolutely enraged. Louis walked out of the bathroom, only in a towel, as if on cue. You ran up to him and slapped him hard across the face. "Babe, you know I love it when you're kinky, but that actually hurt!", he laughed while rubbing his cheek. Now even more infuriated, you slapped him again but harder. "[y/n], what the hell? What the fuck is wrong with you?" "What's wrong? You tell me what's wrong, Louis. What about me was so terrible, that you cheat? What did I do that was so horrid, that you cheat on me?",now you were screaming at the top of your lungs. "[y/n], I-" "Save it. You and 'Elizabeth' can go fuck off. I'm done." "Now that you're done, can I explain?" "No Louis, you don't understand. I wasn't just saying I was done speaking. I'm done with you, and this relationship. I'm just done." Louis sat on the bed silently, looked like he was crying, but you didn't care. You got dressed and grabbed your purse, "I'll come back for my stuff later." With that, you walked out of not only the flat, but also your relationship with Louis.
(His P.O.V)
I picked up my phone, hands shaking like mad, and dialed Harry's number."Hey Haz, come over right now. I-I ruined everything.", Harry kept asking questions, but I didn't want to answer them now,"Just come over. See you soon." I ended the call and held the phone in my hand. Another message from Elizabeth showed up and my hands started trembling more than before. "I am such a fucking idiot!", I screamed at myself, standing up and slamming my phone against the wall. "Everything is ruined! And it's my fucking fault!" I was so angry with myself I destroyed the room. Punching mirrors, yanking out drawers, just doing anything destructive. During my rampage, Harry ran in. He grabbed me and tried to calm me down but I couldn't stop bawling. "I ruined it, Harry! I ruin everything! I hate myself so damn much! I'm going to kill myself, I swear to God." "Louis stop that! Everything will work out. Trust me" "No it won't Harry, she hates me now. The only girl I have ever been truly in love with hates me, and it's my fucking fault!". Harry stayed over at my flat for days. I hadn't been recording, working, eating, anything. My schedule consisted of crying, sleeping, trying to phone [y/n], and then repeat. I was in bed, engulfed in my comforters, when I heard the bedroom door open. It's probably Harry. I heard the closet open and I looked over to him, "Harry, what the hell ar- [y/n]?" "Hi Louis..." God she was beautiful. She was looking away, avoiding my eyes. All I wanted was her to say, ' I forgive you, babe. Lets act like nothing happened. I love you, Louis ' But I knew that was a longshot. She packed her items in a suitcase, I wanted to stop her, scream that I love her until she got it through her thick skull. But I was too weak. "There is some stuff I will get another time..." "I love you, [y/n]", I screeched out but she ignored me. "I miss you and I love you", I pleaded again and she looked me in the eye and said,"Well stop. Stop missing me, stop loving me. Let me go. Let me find someone who will treat me how I deserve to be treated. I said it once, and apparently you didn't hear me well enough. I'm done." I just broke down and curled into a ball, wailing," What have I done?!" She spoke," I'm leaving". She walked out coldly. I don't blame her, but I wish she hadn't done that. Harry came to comfort me but nothing worked, "Everything will be alright", he cooed but I screamed at him, "No! Nothing will be alright. I sure as hell won't be alright." Never in my life had I felt so broken. I ruined everything.
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Hey lovelies! Kristenators! Those are what my fans are called if you decide to fan me. The lovely Kristenators! Anyways. I have a lot of preferences lined up. The reason I'm not uploading them all at once is because I don't want to write for no crowd, meaning if there are no comments/votes, I won't know if anyone is interested to keep reading! There's only 4 on this small series because I can't think of Liam ideas. Sorry Liam girls! Anyways, goodbye.
-Kristen
