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+ chapter five;

[ Louis ]

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As I walked, no let me correct myself, as Harry dragged me towards the whole lot I managed to see my group on stage performing. I stopped in my tracks, and swallowed the lump in my throat. Harry came to my side, and looked at the same direction as I did. 

"Oh." he said, and I made eye-contact with our... er .. the lead guitarst. He shrugged, and looked away. I felt a burning sensation in the pit of my stomach, and I felt my knees go weak. They went on without me. They didn't even ... "Louis, I'm sorry." I heard Harry manage to say before I shoved past him.

This was his fault. If he wouldn't have called security, I would've just gone away with the fight. But no, Mr.Church here had to call for help. I hated him. I had forgotten how much I despised him. Yet, he knew my secret. I heard him call my name behind me, but I ignored him.

Where was this officer. I was tired of carrying all this dead weight. "YOU!" I screamed, and the officer turned around. It was her. "Are you going to take this off now or what?" She raised her eyebrow, and chuckled.

"I may not be wearing my uniform but the least you can do is ask nicely." she said, and I scoffed. 

"Oh please, I don't have to ask you nicely if I don't fuckin feel like it. All I need to do is get the fuck away from this twat!" I spat, and heard Harry gasp. At this point, I was rambling, not even caring what slipped out. "All he's good for is messing shit up. I was kicked out of my band because of him. I need to get this fuckin shit off my wrists, and get the fuck away from him."

Her eyes flicked to Harry, who was tearing up at this point. She sighed, and dugged her pockets for the key. I sighed, and rolled my eyes. I didn't look at Harry, not even once. If I did, I'd melt into those beautiful green eyes and beg for forgiveness. But no, here I was not looking at him.

"There." she said, and I felt a good amount of weight get off my wrist. 

"There, you got what you wanted." said Harry, and I looked at him. His eyes were glassy, and his button nose was red from the coldness. "Well don't just fuckin stand there. Get out of here, go where the fuck you want. You don't have to deal with me."

I nodded, and mentally sketched every single detail in my head. I bit my lip, and sighed. "Goodbye Harry."

His jaw clenched, and he looked away. He turned around and walked away. I watched as he did, and took a deep breathe.

Free at last.