Louis' POV
"CeeCee. CeeCee. CeeCee. CeeCee. CeeCee. CEECEE!"
"WHAT?" She screams back at me.
"Guess what. Guess what. Guess what" I say jumping up and down.
"What, just fucking tell me" She says at me. I stare at her with my arms crossed.
"CeeCee, how many times have I told you, it's not nice to swear? You really shou-"
"Louis. Shut the fuck up you hypocrite and tell me what you were going to tell me!" CeeCee interrupts me. I glare at her then remember what I was going to tell her.
"Oh yeah! I have a boyfriend!" I shout jumping up and down. CeeCee does a happy dance with me then stops all of the sudden. I look at her confused.
"What about Harry? Have you gave up on him?" I give her 'Are you fucking serious' look. Her eyes go wider while she thinks. Her mouth opens. She points at me. Her face showing shock. I nod and she starts screaming and jumping up and down. I join her.
"I'll be back later, I have to meet up with somebody. But we will talk later" CeeCee insists. She leaves and slams the door for a dramatic exit. I hear The same old lady that shouted at me and Harry shout at her. I laugh out loud at the memory. I turn the TV on and watch Spongebob. What can I say. I'm a big kid. After 30 minutes a loud banging on the door attracts my attention. I huff and get up, going towards the door.
"OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR TOMLINSON!" I hear a voice yell. What the fuck? Who could it be? I open the door and I'm suddenly shoved to the ground. My head hits the wooden floor. I groan in pain. My vision is getting blurry. I look up to see Zayn standing over me. His face red with anger. Wait! Zayn? Zayn Malik! How does he know where I live? I slowly stand up and look at Zayn.
"Ow fuck. What the hell man?" Zayn replies with a punch to my face. I hear a crack. Blood is flowing freely out my nose now. I clutch it in pain. Zayn keeps throwing punches till I fall to the floor. Zayn keeps kicking me in the gut. With each blow to the stomach I groan in pain. I hear someone shouting at Zayn to stop. My vision is covered with black spots now. I cough and blood comes out. I tilt my head upwards to see Liam trying to pull Zayn away from me.
"YOU BASTARD! HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO HARRY?" He screams at me. I look at him confused. I didn't do anything to Harry. I'm so confused right now. And the pain isn't helping either.
"I didn't do anything to Harry" I say while cough blood. Isn't coughing blood bad. Well it can't be good! Zayn picks me up and throws me into the wall. Pictures of me and CeeCee fall to the ground.
"See! You even have pictures of her! You bastard! You got with Harry and your already going out with some- some whore!" He says pointing at the picture of me and CeeCee. Anger fills me. All I see is red. How dare he insult my best friend! I stand up shaking.
"How dare you insult my best friend!" I scream and with that I punch him square in the face. Zayn falls to the ground. Liam looks at me shocked.
"Best friend?" Liam says confused. Harry runs into the room. He looks like he's been crying. He takes a look at me and gasps. I have blood all over me.
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU GUYS DO?" He screams at Zayn and Liam. Harry rushes to me. As he gets to me. My legs give in. I collapse but still conscious. Before I hit the ground, Harry catches me in his arms. I look to the door and see CeeCee staring in shock.
"WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED IN HERE!" She screams and runs to me. Zayn gets up off the floor. As soon as he stands up CeeCee punches him in the cheek. She has always had a strong left hook. I guess it was obvious we had a fight. I cough again more blood coming out. My eyes start to flutter shut. I hear someone shout to take me to the hospital. But all the voices sounded mixed up and I could bearly hear them. I feel Harry lift me up bridal style. With that I fall unconscious
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