Louis POV
So I layed there with Harry all night long, my phone was off and everything seemed normal for once. But in the morning when I woke up and turned on my phone, I knew I couldn't stay. Ten missed calls from Eleanor, two from Simon, and three from Vanessa. This couldn't be good. I decided to leave Harry a note explaining everything, no doubt he won't remember anything of last night. But then I left. I got outside and stepped into my car, putting on the radio and calling El. "Louis Tomlinson where have you been I've been worried sick and we NEED to talk right now." She said sternly the second she answered the phone. "Eleanor we can talk in a moment. I will be at your house in a few minutes." I said and hung up, not wanting to hear her screaming at me when I knew she was going to anyway once I saw her in person. So I decided to call Vanessa on my way over. "Louis." Vanessa answered calmly. "What do you want Vanessa?" I said, in no mood to be playing any of her games. "There were pictures of you holding Harry and taking him out of a bar late last night, care to explain?" "What do you think, Vanessa? I'm just going to let him pass out drunk and get himself killed driving home? Of course I was going to be taking him out of that bar, it's your fault he's this way anyway." I said to her. "Louis we all know very well its your fault. You broke him." She said and I could hear the smirk in her voice.
Vanessa POV
"Louis we all know very well its your fault. You broke him." I said nonchalantly and smiled. It was his fault. He broke Harry. "Vanessa... don't. Just don't." Louis said, hid voice cracking and the muffled sounds of sobs came from the other end of the phone call. Perfect. Now he will realize that being gay does nothing for you but hurt you. And hurt others. "We all know damn well that Harry is broken because you broke things off with him. And if I'm being completely honest, I don't even think thats the reason he's so upset. I think he was using you because he wasn't sure who he was. And you ended things so he was left unsure of who he was and that's whats wrong." I said, trying to get him to realize that Harry Styles isn't gay. Harry Styles is just confused. Harry Styles will have to suck it up and move on with his life because his worthless gay buddy ended things with him. "That's a lie and you know it. Harry loves me and I love him and even though we aren't allowed to be together right now, we will be allowed some day and you know it. So stop putting this bullshit into my head, you know it isn't true." Louis said with uncertainty in his voice. "Aha dear Louis, you aren't sure if that's true. News flash, that tough guy will get nowhere with me you fag." I said to him, not wanting to deal with his antics. "Now go find Eleanor and get to my office, we have the ring." I said smiling and ending the call. Louis may still love Harry, but my job is to make that notion untrue. No matter what, these two will never be together. It's ridiculous I have to deal with this.
Louis POV
"Now go find Eleanor and get to my office, we have the ring." Vanessa said and hung up. Tears were flowing out of my eyes at a constant rate and I couldn't figure out my thouhts. What if Vanessa was right. What if Harry was never gay and he was just unsure of himself. What if he doesn't love me? I needed to stop thinking that. Soon enough I arrived at El's place, tears still pouring out of my eyes. "Louis are you alright?" Eleanor said to me with concern. "Vanessa." Was all I said and she looked at me knowingly and brought me inside. "No matter what she said it isn't true. I'm not sure exactly what it was this time, but Harry loves you and you love him, you just can't be with him right now. But it's alright. And I'm sure you heard about the "engagement" but we will make it through this together. I'm always here for you, Louis. You know that. Please talk to me." Eleanor said as if she gave me time to talk with her jabbering. "I just..." I said and sighed. "We have to go get the ring." I choked out, changing the subject. "Okay, Louis. But if you wanna talk it out I'm always here. And since those photos of you and Harry were taken last night, I'm sure we will be spending even more time together so..." She trailed off. We got in the car and she drove towards Vanessa while I looked out the window, just thinking. Thinking about how really messed up my life was, thinking about how I could have stuck up to Vanessa in the first place but its too late now. Thinking about how I could make this better. Just thinking. And thinking how Harry would react when he heard about the "engagement" and how the fans would act and... I can't bear to think anymore.
Thinking truly is a curse. It's not everyday you may come across that thought within your brain but its always there. Not just thinking that's a curse, but your mind rather. Your mind makes situations seem worse, disorts self images, and thinks about all situations so thouroughly that you can literally drown inside yourself. And that's what was happening to me. Eleanor and I got the engagement ring, we did what we had to do, had interviews confirming it and did our part in keeping up with our contracts, but the entire two weeks since I haven't been "around" really. I had been there, but not really. I was literally drowning inside myself and the only lifeguard in the whole world that could save me from drowning was Harry, but he left the beach an hour ago because I told him to leave. Now he doesn't know I'm drowning, and he could be drowning somewhere else, but I wouldn't know because I'm already drowning. Maybe this is the end of One Direction...
A/N: Okay no more updates until who knows when, I will try my best this week but with school...
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