Chapter 18

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Louis’ POV:

“You’re such a dick Lou” Hannah announces as she sips from a bottle of vodka. I sit still on the couch hoping she won’t ask to make too much conversation.

I was honestly only here to get Harry.

Who isn’t here?

“Ha yeah, where’s Harry anyways?”

“He left like 2 hours ago” she says laughing and plopping her body right next to mine.

“Oh” I reply and stare at her weirdly “I should go then?”

“You don’t have too”

“Yes I have too”

“No you don’t” she smiles her dumb look “you could stay and we could drink a little and maybe get high – if you’re lucky I’ll take you upstairs”

“Not funny Hannah” I roll my eyes at her and she laughs.

“Loosen up; you know you want too anyways”

“No I don’t I’m with Cassie”

“Oh yeah virgin Mary?” she says sipping the vodka again and laughing at her own joke.

“Yes” I don’t defend her – I should but Hannah isn’t wrong.

“You’re such a fucking loser Louis. Why lead her on like that? Don’t get the poor girl’s hopes up when every time you leave her you’re right back here in my apartment”

“Not always”

“Really?” she says laughing and sliding herself closer to me.

“I should go”

“No stay. I’ll behave” she says and I shake my head at her.

“Bye Hannah” I stand up to leave and her manicured hands wrap around my wrist pulling me eye-level to her.

“Fuck me Louis” she presses her dark lips to mine and I fight whether to pull away or not.

I don’t.

Cassie’s POV:

“This was fun” I say laughing as me and Jared sit drinking Dunkin’ Donuts together.

“Yeah” he says smiling a little.

“Did you have fun – honestly?”

“Honestly it wasn’t that bad” he states causing me to smile and laugh.

“Glad I’m not that horrible” I smile and receive a text on my phone. I pull it from my bag and look up at Jared who is not paying attention to me. I open the message which is from Hannah and it’s a photo of a naked Louis asleep in her bed.

“Everything alright Cass?” Jared asks staring at my horrified expression.

“Yeah”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah…how about I take you home? You probably have better things to do.” And I do too – I’m going to go murder Louis.

“Um yeah alright?” he says laughing a little and standing up I follow him out and I drive at a phenomenal rate.

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“Yeah no he isn’t here sorry Cass”

“Oh thanks anyway Harry – I’m just going to wait for him if that’s okay?”

“Yeah I don’t mind” he says smiling and letting me into his familiar apartment.

I wander down the hallway and into Louis’ room. I sit down on his bed attempting to get comfortable but just feel awkward. I hate him – and I’m done with him for good. I don’t need this sort of stress for no reason.

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The half hour I waited for him to get home felt like two days. I stare at him from the window entering the house. I sit down on the edge of his bed with the photo open on my phone waiting for his arrival.

“Cass?” he says laughing and opening the door. I don’t say anything I just slide the phone across the floor “what’s that?” he continues to laugh then goes silent once he notices what is happening in the photo.

“I’m so sorry baby it’s not what it looks like”

“What the hell is it then Louis!” I screamed and he steps back a little.

“Um…” he tries to form a sentence and my eyes burn into his while his mouth fumbles over unfinished statements.

“Well! Why do you keep fucking doing this! What do you gain! What!” I scream and he steps forward attempting to gain confidence.

“It has nothing to do with you! You aren’t my girlfriend!” he shouts and the words cut through me.

He’s right.

“Okay” I state and his eyes soften.

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean that.”

“You never mean anything” I reply staring at his shoes.

“I’m sorry okay?”

“Fuck off Louis. Please do me a favor and never talk to me again”

“I can’t”

“Why not! Why do you have to constantly hurt me!” I scream at him and stand up trying to prove my point.

“Cassie please – I said I was sorry what more do you want?”

“I want you to mean it”

“I do mean it!”

“No you don’t! You’re not sorry because when you’re sorry you don’t keep doing it! You stop! You don’t keep freaking going! Over and over again!” I shout at him and he stands still.

“I love you!” he shouts and I stand still.

“I hate you” I shake my head and tears begin to fall across my face and I fall to the bed again.

“Please baby” he says stepping closer.

“Please just don’t” I beg and stare at him hoping that he’ll end it with me already so I don’t have to go through this madness again and again.

“I love you” he whispers and I wipe away a few tears “I really love you” he leans up and places a kiss upon my cheek and I frown.

“No you don’t”

“More than anything” he kisses me and I sink into him – his arms wrapping around me and filling me in “I love you and I’m sorry”

I nod in response and then he pushes me back on the bed so we can fall asleep together; which is exactly what we did.

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