Louis' pov
"I hate you."
"I know."
"This is stupid."
"No it's not."
"This is pointless."
"Love isn't pointless."
"Harold, you keep saying cheesy shit like that I'm opening the car door and jumping out."
"Well, it's true." He shrugged, not paying much attention to my dramatic attitude. we didn't argue after that. We were quiet for a while and all that was running through my head was the word love. Did I love her? Did Oli love me? Did Harry really love her? What the fuck was going on? What the fuck was love?
"Are you really in love with her?" I said so quietly I wasn't sure he heard.
He didn't answer right away, keeping his eyes on the road. I almost thought he didn't hear me when he answered.
"Yeah, I do."
"And why did you tell me?"
"Because I was really thinking about going after her, but you two are meant for each other it's almost sickning."
"How can I trust you from now on?" I crossed my arms, frustrated with the situation.
"I'm driving you to LA to win her back. Is that not enough?" He scoffed, looking at me as if he couldn't believe what I was saying.
"I always knew, you know?"
"And yet you still let her go."
"I'm fixing it, aren't I?"
"With my help."
"Well do you want a golden star or some shit?"
"No, I want to be asked if I'm okay! I so busy helping you. Did it ever occur to you that I'm just as heartbroken? She's my best friend. This isn't just about you!" He rose his voice which made me shut up. I didn't realize I was the only one she left.
"I'm sorry." I mumbled. He didn't say anything and neither did I the entire rest of the ride.
A few minutes later, we parked in front of her old apartment.
"I can't do this." I shook my head as I locked the doors.
"Oh no. We did not come this far to just sit here."
"Yes we did. Now drive to their airport mate. We have a show in Seattle to get to." I pointed done the street and buckled my seatbelt up.
"Nope." Harry unlocked the car and opened the door before I could lock it again.
"Harry! Get back in here!" I yelled at him, but he closed the door mid sentence. "Fuck you too." I mumbled before following him.
"This is a ad idea." I whispered as I followed him down the hall as he checked the numbers on the doors.
"Are you even listening to-" but I was interrupted by bumping into Harry before he knocked on a door.
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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.
