Fools Gold [l.s]

[four]

I've got scars
Even though they can't always be seen.

-if I could fly by one direction

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A week has passed and I'm still alive, but barely. I'm just a ghost with a breathing heart. It was getting harder  each day.

And now, as I sat on some chair, loud music bursting through out the whole club. I was with Louis, Liam, Zayn and Niall. It was a boys night out, and it was our tradition to go to a club every Friday night, getting wasted. But tonight was different though, I was definitely sober while the others were drunk, especially Louis who was clinging to me.

"I don't want to eat veggies, Hazza." Louis slurred out. I laughed at his drink mess and held protectively on his waist to keep him from stumbling. I helped him sit down on the booth.

"I know you don't, Lou, but please sit down." I said. The blue eyed beauty giggled and obliged, as I sat down beside him. 

"Hazza, I-I don't really know if I love her anymore." Louis suddenly spoke up, voice dripping with seriousness. My eyes widened and stared at him in shock. He was looking down at his lap, fingers fidgeting. 

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. After all these years, I thought that Louis found the one, although it hurts me, I knew that I have to accept it, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. 

"What do you mean?" I asked. 

Louis laughed, throwing his head back. "You silly curly man, I lo-" 

He was cut off by Liam. "Guys, we gotta go. You'll drive him, right Harry?" 

I nodded. I stood up, helping Louis afterwards. He fell asleep though, so I had to carry him bridal style. I glance at him, examining his features. His eyes were closed and his eyelashes were long enough to touch the upper part of his cheek. His lips were so kissable, if only I could kiss him. I shook my head and headed to my car, placing him inside. I closed the door to his side and jogged over to the driver's side. 

Arriving at his flat was short, and before I knew it, I was carrying a knock out Louis towards the door. I cursed under my breath, realizing that I had to ring the doorbell since I forgot the keys to his flat. I pressed my head on the door bell, since my arms were carrying Louis. I rang it a few times, wincing slightly. After a few minutes, the door opened and his fucking girlfriend was the one who opened it. 

"Come in, place him on the couch." She said, stepping aside to let us in. The flat was clean since she was a neat freak, and it smelled so unfamiliar. Before she came in the picture, the flat smelled like home, but now, it smelled like some cheap ass hotel. I wanted to roll my eyes, but I couldn't since she was here. 

"No, it would hurt his back," I said, heading to the stairs. "Where's his room?" 

She followed us quietly,"Our room is there." She pointed on the door with Louis' initials along with hers, plastered. I nodded and asked her to open it. She quickly obliged and opened it. I stepped inside and placed Louis gently on the bed, removing his shoes and his jeans. I covered him with the duvet and kissed his head, not caring if his girlfriend saw it. 

I turned towards the door where Jane was standing. I nodded at her and made my way downstairs, her following behind. I stopped and turned around. 

"Give him some pain killers tomorrow along with some tea. It'll calm him if its Yorkshire tea." I said, moving towards the door. 

"Harry." She called out. I turned around, my eyebrows arched. I waited for her to speak up, glancing at the clock on the wall. "I know that you love him." 

I laughed bitterly at her. "And? Don't worry, I won't steal him." 

She rolled her eyes, "Just stay away from him. I don't want him hanging out with the likes of you." 

I laughed again. Was this woman serious? As if. 

"You can't keep me away from him." I said. 

"Try me. It's not like he's in love with you. He'll gladly choose me if one of us gets hurt or something." She said, smugly. I glared at her. 

"Bring it on, bitch." I spit out, giving her the finger and walking out. 

What a fucking hypocrite. 

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authors note; hiii how are y'all. I think that this story will flop but who cares. anyways, votes and comments are always appreciated.