Chapter 4

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LOUIS' POV

"A beard, as in a fake girlfriend?" I laughed, "Tell them I said no,"

"It's not up for discussion, as I already said," Liam continued, hurt clear in his voice.

"But, I don't understand," I mumbled, just barely audible.

"You two will go on dates and things like that. Just to make the public get their minds off of you and Harry," Nicole spoke. She's carefully picking her words to try to not make me upset.

"But I don't want a fake girlfriend! This is bullshit! I'm going to call Simon,"

"Louis," Nicole sighed, "don't call him and complain. It'll be easy, I promise. You'll only have to see her like once a month. You can get through this."

Tears began to sting my eyes, but I refused to let them fall yet. I brought my fists together and began to pound my hand on the floor. What's so wrong about love? Since when is love between to people wrong? Who cares if it's two men! Love is love! Why do people care so much about what happens in other people's lives?

"Louis, baby, it's okay," Harry cooed to me.

"No it's not! I'd rather be without a job then have to fake a relationship with some girl I don't even like! It's not fair!"

"Louis, look on the bright side," Nicole said, rubbing my back, "I bet she'll be lovely,"

"I," I started, trying to think of the nicest way to tell them to leave me alone, "I just need a second,"

Without giving them time to argue, I got up off the floor and ran to my bedroom. I made sure I locked the door behind me before I ran to the corner of the room and pressed my back against the wall. Why this? Why me? Why must I be punished for who I chose to fall in love with? I’m in love with Harry and he's all I’ll ever be in love with. I'm not going to kiss her and I'm not even going to hold her hand. I don't want to get near her. This isn't fair.

I might be overreacting, but I honestly don't care. Why can't people just be more accepting of people like me? Why do I have to hide who I am just to please other people? Fuck them! I don't care what people think of me.

My back slid down the wall as sobs engulfed my body, making me shake involuntary. I landed on my butt, my knees pressed uncomfortably close to my chest. I tried my best to be quiet, but it seemed impossible.

"Louis?" Harry called as his light knuckles tapped on the door, "Are you alright, baby?"

"Please just go away, I need a minute to think!" I practically screamed when all I meant to do was whisper.

"Please let me in,"

"No. I want to be alone."

"Louis, come on."

"Leave me alone!"

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