You Can't Stop Love

Because You Don't Care

Pay attention to the switching point of views!

Bree's POV:

I liked it better in the hospital. I could sleep all the time, and people would actually pay attention to me. I was happy.

Sure, the wedding is fun. We're making sure it's the most inappropriate wedding on Earth. The wedding dress, the bridesmaids dresses, and even the decorations. The figurine on top of the wedding cake is of a girl with almost no clothes on making out with a boy. It's hilarious, and I can't wait.

But, the wedding isn't about me obviously. I understand that it's Maggie's wedding, and she's busy. I understand why she has no time for me, but I just need her. Jaxson's not around anymore, and I have no one to talk to. Good thing the wedding rehearsal is today, to take my mind off of things.

Niall's POV:

The wedding rehearsal is today. Should I crash it? No, I'm invited to the wedding. But, what can I do when I'm there? Just object? That's stupid, it's not like she'll end it just because I objected. When we were on the phone yesterday, she told me all about why she is marrying Phillip. She has to; her dad is basically forcing her to. It's terrible.

She told me all about how she doesn't love Phillip. She actually hates him, which makes the whole situation even worse, because she has to marry someone she's not in love with. That must suck.

It sucks for me. It wouldn't matter if she liked me or not, she's getting married and there's nothing I can do to change that.

Harry's POV:

"Get out of my house. You disgust me." It hurt to say that. It hurt bad, but I still said it. Louis just stares at me, letting the tears run down his face. We stand there, staring at each other for an entire minute before he runs out of the house. "Louis, wait!" I scream from the top of the staircase, but he doesn't hear me. I knew he wouldn't. I sit down in the top step and scream as loud as I can. I scream until I can't scream anymore; until my throat is scratched raw. I feel weak.

What have I done? Why?

I told Louis I didn't want to be with him, because it's not right.

I'm in denial. He's right, I'm gay. He's gay, I'm gay, we both like each other, but we can't be together because I'm stubborn. It's all my fault, not his. I should run after him. I start to, but my legs fail me and I tumble down the stairs. I lay there, on the floor, not bothering to get up, because I don't deserve to get up. I don't deserve to be famous, I don't deserve Louis, and- well,

I don't deserve to live.

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Sorry this chapters so weird, I want the next chapter to be the wedding rehearsal so I had to fit all this information in one chapter.