A/N Wow okay so I'm a screw up. I said I got rid of all the context errors with Louis and Eleanor but apparently I didn't. I went back and I think I got all of them. If I didn't, message me and let me know. Just to clear things up, Eleanor and Louis were dating and they were really close and then El cheated on him. Now she has a baby that is not Louis'. This is going to be the authors note for this chapter because I don't want to put another at the end of the chapter. So I hope you enjoy this chapter and don't forget to vote/comment/share with your friends!! Thank you guys and I love y'all!! <3 <3
REAGAN'S POV
Everything for the New Years party was set up and people were starting to arrive. Some were people I knew, but most were people Louis knew so I mostly tried to stay by his side until Hanna or someone got here. However, I was getting particularly thirsty.
"Hey Lou, I'm going to go get a drink. I'll be right back!" I shouted over the blaring music. He nodded and I made my way to the kitchen. I grabbed one of the red solo cups and got some water from the fridge. I didn't want to drink yet. As I backed away from the fridge, I bumped into somebody.
"Oh my God I'm so sorry- Reagan?"
On second thought, maybe I did want that drink.
"Eleanor, what are you doing here?" I asked as polite as I could.
"Oh, Lou was over visiting Leah the other day and told me I should come! He's so sweet you know, he loves spending time with Leah."
"Yeah, it kind of hurt him that it wasn't his. You really had him going." I snapped. When Louis had called to tell me that he wasn't the father, I was super relieved. But I could hear the partial disappointment in his voice and I understood. Eleanor had made him believe that the child was his, when I'm pretty sure she knew from the start that it wasn't.
"Reagan, I never meant to-"
"Save it. I'm going to go find my boyfriend and try to enjoy New Years. At least I know I'll have someone to kiss at midnight." Without waiting for a response, I turned away and marched my way back towards Lou.
That felt good.
HANNA'S POV
Harry and I arrived at the party around ten, just in time for the real fun to begin. Louis immedietly put a shot in our hands and had us drink it. The buzz quickly kicked in and I soon found myself seperated from Harry and in the middle of the dance floor. I found myself dancing with someone whom I thought was Harry. I wasn't really paying attention though. I continued to dance and the next time I looked at the clock it was 11:30. Wow, that was fast. I felt a hand grip mine and drag me out onto the balcony. I giggled as I tripped and had to catch myself against the railing.
"Come on Harry, you usually catch me." I tease. When he doesn't answer, I turn around, and to my shock it wasn't Harry.
"Niall?" I say confused.
"What are you doing?" I questioned.
"More like what are you doing Hanna? Did you think I was Harry?" He asked, appalled. Oh shit...
"What? No of course not! Why would you think-"
"Don't bullshit me Hanna!" He was drunk...
"I know he's the reason you left me."
"Niall that's not true--"
"I said don't bullshit me!!" He yelled again. No one could hear the disturbance because of the loud music playing inside.
"Hanna, that is fucking disgusting. How could you leave me, for your stepbrother?! Do you know how wrong that is? Just answer me this Hanna, what does he have that I don't?" He screamed. I started to cry, because Niall was saying everything I was ever afraid that people would say if they found out about Harry and I.
"It's just... I don't know Niall it's not the same." I tried to explain. In reality, Niall was right. I never had fully understood why I had broken up with him, I just stopped thinking about it when Harry and I got together.
"Yeah Hanna, your right. It's not the same. The relationship you had with me was a good, normal, healthy relationship. With him, Hanna it's just not right!" He was moving closer to me and I was already backed against the railing.
"Hanna, if you can give me one logical reason why Harry is a better choice than me, then I'll leave you alone." He promised.
"Why do you even care huh? I thought you were with Fernanda." I backfired, trying to avoid the question. He saw right through me.
"Don't you dare try and change the subject. She's not important right now." By this time he had me completely pinned against the railing.
"Niall stop, youre scaring me." I whimpered.
"Just let me do one thing Hanna." He said, ignoring me. "And then if you decide, I'll leave you alone and I won't tell anyone about you and Harry. I swear."
"Fine. What is it?" I gulped. What's the worst that could happen? God, I'm such an idiot when I'm drunk. Before I could comprehend what was happening, Niall's lips were pressed against mine with a sense of urgency. All at once, all the happy memories I had with Niall came flooding back and overrided my sense of logic. I cupped his face in my hands and kissed him back. I knew it was wrong, and I did it anyways. It was just this once, then after this, I would tell him to leave and no one would know-
"Hanna they're about to start the countd--" Harry called out as he opened the balcony door. Niall and I broke apart and I almost burst into tears with realization of what had just happened. I cheated on Harry. I remember how it felt when Harry left me that awful voicemail, and judging by the look on his face, this was a thousand times worse. His pain was quickly overshadowed by anger as he marched towards us and grabbed Niall by the collar.
"You're such a little prick Horan! Why couldn't you just leave her alone?! Huh?! You filthy, goddamn son of a bitch!" In between insults, Harry was bashing in Niall's face with his fist.
"Harry! Harry stop it right now!" I yelled. I grabbed his elbow in order to at least have him stop attacking Nialll. As soon as I touched him he shoved me away and I fell onto the ground. For a moment he looked at me with concern, but that quickly disappeared as he stood up and walked back into the flat. With a reluctant last look at Niall, I ran to follow Harry. I called his name, but my voice was drowned out by all the other voices screaming,
NINE
EIGHT
SEVEN
"Harry stop! Harry where are you?!" I yelled.
SIX
FIVE
FOUR
"Please Harry let me explain!" What was there to explain? You cheated on him you whore.
THREE
TWO
ONE
And there, right in the front of the room, was Harry...snogging some random, trashy redhead with a dress that barly covered her ass. His eyes lifted to meet mine as if to ask, How does it feel?
At that moment, I couldn't hear anything. I couldn't hear the cheers of my friends around me, or the clinking of bottles, or the booming of the fireworks. All I could hear was the breaking of my heart, as it fell to pieces, joining the one I had shattered only minutes ago.
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