NINE
I am lost in a rainbow. Now the rainbow is gone
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."Louis." Harry said again, only this time his voice was laced with confusion.
"The one. and. only." My fingers playing with his hair, tugging it lightly. Liking the way each curl unwinded and bounced back when I let go.
"Why are you doing this?" I stopped my movements and looked him directly in the eye. My hands dropping to my side.
"You're kidding right?" I asked, how could he ask such a stupid question. I placed my hands on his bare thighs and put my weight on them to get up. Grabbing the bat and watching as his eyes went wide and noticing how he tried to back away. I dragged the bat towards him, scratching against the floor with an unbearable noise. "You." I said picking it up so that it sat on my shoulder. "Hurt me." Then it was coming down, hitting the side of his thigh making him scream. "Did that hurt? Do you want me to stop?" I said tears in my eyes.
"Yes. Yes! Louis please."
"No." I wiped my tears viciously, the words coming out through gritted teeth. "You never stopped. Why should I." I dropped the bat, grabbing his arm to help him up. "Get up." I demanded. He tried, but failed as his left leg gave on him. His leg having already a big purplish redish bruise. "Get UP!" I yelled. He stood up, standing on one leg.
"Louis. Im sorry."
"I almost died because of you." I threw him on the floor angrily, he landed on his side, shoulder first.
"Fuck" he mumbled.
"I gave you everything. Dont you remember?"
"I do. I do!" He yelled, groaning afterwards. Though he decided to add a soft, "how could I forget?"
"You obviously forgot when you were beating me to death!"
"What was I supposed to do? I couldn't be in love with you."
There was a long pause before I got the guts to whisper, "In.. love with me?" I plopped down beside him. "What's wrong with me?"
"You're you.." he said barely looking at me.
"So you love me?"
"Yes.. I mean NO! You're fucking mental."
Thats all it took for me to get up and grab the camera. "Remember who has the power here you piece of shit." I pointed it right at his face and moved his hair out of his face. "Tell the camera what you did to me."
"I.. didn't do anything to you." He spit in my face and I smiled wiping it off.
"Alrighty then, why don't we just show them?" His eyes went wide as I set down the camera and grabbed my bat. Hitting it against the ground until the ground cracked. "Do you remember when you hit me with a bat?"
"Louis.." I rolled my eyes.
"DO YOU REMEMBER?!" I was hitting him three times on the same leg before giving him another chance to answer.
"Yes! Yes!"
"I remember you inviting me to your house, said you wanted me to meet you friends.. but If I didn't come you'd kick my ass. I thought.. I thought you were changing.." I could feel my eyes begin to water and it made me angry, so angry that I could remember every detail of my life.
"I.." he was trying to sit up and I was kicking him so he fell back. "I.. did want you to meet them.."
"You fucking cornered me and told me to keep my mouth shut before I even entered the fucking house!"
"I wanted them to like you." I froze.. "but they hated you.."
"So.. you hated me?" He stayed quiet and I was pulling him by his hair. "You fucked me, beat me up, then left." I yelled in his face.
"I left because I didn't want anything to do with you! What the fuck is so hard to understand." He was trying to kick me and I was pushing his leg away.
"That you could have a heart and actually love me." I said monotone. Getting up and grabbing the camera. "I hope I can do as much damage as you did to me. Starting by exposing you." His eyes were going wide. "Harry in love with a boy! How does that sound? No wait.. Ill just name it Harry. With a little heart. Let them figure it out.. my description will be 'do you like my new show?! Harry was so willing to play lead, cant believe he's such a good actor."
"You're sick."
"Not as sick as you sweetheart, besides.. this is your fault." He smiled.
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I feel like im becoming sadistic :v but i enjoy writing this .
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