"Cut it out! Cut it out!" Liam screamed, holding Louis back.
Louis spit at Harry, who was on the floor. "Fucking shit! You stupid ass bastard."
Harry sat up and grabbed his face. He knew that Louis hadn't broken anything, but he definitely left a bruise. The blood was gushing out of Harry's mouth, sweeping down the length of his chin. He spat on the floor then settled into a standing position.
"Well, that was unexpected." He uttered. "What are you guys doing here?"
Liam and Niall had appeared expeditiously from the back kitchen as soon as Louis had percussed Harry. If it wasn't for them appearing, Louis felt that he would have continued to repeatedly beat Harry. It was as if the animosity was there, steadily increasing inside of him, eating at him. Lately, he had been undoubtedly anger at Harry, especially after hearing that they were supposed to act like friends again.
Niall laughed a little. "Well, we knew something would happen. Six years about and you are left alone with each other? Knew it wasn't a good idea." Niall placed his hand towards Liam.
"Here," Liam grumbled then handed over a hundred dollars.
"You made a fucking bet on us?" Louis yelled and then released himself from Liam's grasp.
Harry walked over to Liam too and collected his one hundred dollars.
Louis looked appalled. "You? Bastard! Dick! Fucking dick! You mess everything up, you know? I was doing fine, perfectly fine. You come along and... and... I fucking hate you. I hate you. Do you know how many times I slept outside your house? How many times I called you and received no answer? How many times I waited for answers?That's pretty fucked up for a boyfriend of three years to do."
"You know what's also pretty fucked up Lou?" Harry snickered. "For a boyfriend of three years to marry someone else."
Harry twisted around and left the restaurant. There were girls screaming outside and Harry couldn't focus. He never could with everyone calling his name, wanting what he couldn't give them. Louis had been the one to calm him down, to guide him away from the chaos.
Maybe Harry had been a fucked up boyfriend, but Louis had never complained about anything while they were still together.
"Harry! Harry!" Niall called from behind him.
Harry turned around and smiled. "Hey there."
"I'm going with you. I can't take more of Louis's crap."
Harry slung an arm around Niall and they climbed into Harry's car and sped off to his house.
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"You know, the last time I was here I think it was Christmas." Niall said, taking off his shoes and sliding across the floor.
Harry followed him and knocked into him. They ended up laughing on the floor.
Harry Styles and Louis Tomlison were seen at this restaurant apparently after their dinner date, Louis Tomlinson was seen repeatedly hitting Harry Styles. We don't know the full story, but we will be updating soon on this story.
"They make it seem like I was attacked. Oh Niall, help me, I think I have broken ribs and a concussion." Harry portrayed.
Niall started laughing histerically. "It's like Louis is a criminal. That's actually believable. He's pretty violent."
"It was just a punch, he hits like a girl anyways."
Niall snorted. "He kind of is one."
"Hey, hey, just because we're gay doesn't mean we lose our masculinity. I'll have you know that no one has figured out I'm gay." Harry crossed his arms and smiled in truimph.
