*Harry's POV*
I guess I should tell you why I hate Elonour. Well one; she can have Louis, I can't. Two, she's fucking gorgouse. Why can't I be skinny like her? Why can't I be beautiful like her? Why can't Louis love me like he loves her? I know I know it's technically not her fault that he's straight. That he loves her and not me, but in the same breath it is her fault. She just had to be at the movie theater the night me and Lou went out for a movie.
⭐️Flash Back⭐️
We just walked into the cinema. "I'm going to go get some popcorn, why don't you go get the tickets?" I nodded as Louis walked over to the concession stand. Then she walked up to me. "Um, is that Louis Tomlinson?" I looked down to see a girl with curly hair. "Uh yea it is. Why may you be asking?" She just ignored me and walked over to Louis, tapping him on the shoulder. He turned around, and waved. They talked for about five minutes when he grabbed her hand and pulled out a pen. That's when I felt my heart snap into pieces. I looked at them for a few seconds before turning on my heel and walking out. Ignoring the calls from Louis. I didn't realize I was crying until I got outside and felt the cool air hit my wet face. I walked to mine and Lou's flat, and locked my self in for the rest of the night. Ignoring all the calls and pounds from Louis and eventually all the boys.
⭐️Flash Back Over⭐️
Yea, so now you know just WHY I hate her. She ruined my chances. The entire reason I took Louis that night was so I could tell him. I guess he'll never know how I feel. I guess that's what fate wanted, or she wouldn't have been there that day.
(A.N.- sorry it's so short! And sorry it took so long to right. I had school, and I had HORRIBLE writers block! please comment! I need five votes for the next chapter. it's already written. )
