Chapter 3

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Louis froze while you stared at him. He swallowed his saliva.

"Louis, when is this picture from."

"Listen Beth, I-" 

"Now Louis." I interrupted him.

"Its managment. They want me to date Eleanor because its better for the publicity and cuz she's-"

"Prettier and skinnier?!" I yelled

"No!... Cuz she will make me continue my career. But managment think that you're not-"

"Worth it.. I know" you said as you touched your cuts.

Louis putted his hand on mine, but I pushed him away.

"And when was the picture taken?" You asked moving back your hair.

"In January."

"Huh what?" You asked slightly laughing."You and Eleanor were already "dating" in January?! Were in September Louis! When were you expecting to tell me, about you and your second girl friend?!" You yelled. The anger was coming up to your head (you easily got angry).

"I don't know..." 

You laughed. It wasn't a normal laugh. It was more of a "stop lying" laugh. He wasn't expecting to tell you. Ever. He wanted to keep it a secret you knew it.

You took a deep breath and said:

"Leave please."

"What?"

"You heard me right! Leave!" 

"Baby, please listen to me."

"I've listened to you already too much! I've also been told I was worthless and fat and ugly, and I always knew you were here to make me feel better, but what I learn is that you date other people, and you don't even tell me." You said standing up from the couch.

"I won't leave until you listen to me."

"Alright then. I'll leave." Tears ran down your cheeks as you reached the door and ran away. You could hear Louis yelling at you to come back, but it wasn't what matters. He broke your heart. Not in half, but into small pieces. Each piece represented how he made you feel: angry, sad, depressive, suicidal, scared, cheated, worthless, ugly, different, inperfect. Ect.

There were so much tears coming from your eyes that everything you saw was blur. Suddenly you bumped into someone. You looked up, because you just feel on the ground. It was Niall.

"Ni-Niall?"

"Yes its me. What happened?"

"Louis. H-he chea-" You rushed in tears again, and you felt carried away, when all of a sudden you felt asleep.

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