louis (surprise! it's louis' pov!)
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i cheated. i cheated on harry, with zayn. i wish i was drunk. i wasn't even close to drunk. zayn came onto me and i kissed him back. i liked every second of it. yes, i love harry but i'm having mixed feelings. this wasn't the first time that i made out and had sex with zayn. i left home because i felt bad. harry doesn't deserve any of this. i'm such a horrible person. he is the love of my life and i cheated. he was loyal, cute, handsome, hot, he was everything. god, i miss him but i can't bear to face him. not after everything i've done.
he texted a hundred times and i had to send an 'i love you' before blocking him. this hurts him, i know that. i could tell by how he asked me if i cheated. he asked me in the nicest tone and i couldn't just stay there and admit that i did so, i did what i do best, i left. he was my angel, my sweet angel. always laughing, smiling and texting me cute texts. and i threw it all away. why did i do that with zayn? did i crave for something more? what else can i ask for from harry? he gave me everything i could think of. he takes care of me, loves me with all his heart, gives me satisfying sex and for some reason, i'm craving for more. why zayn? what does he have?
was it the attention? harry was busy with his work for a month. i felt neglected. hell, he didn't even blow me. i had to masturbate so much with my right hand that i had to go to the hospital because i sprained it. i was upset. was work more important than me? that could be it. it was attention. zayn was there when harry wasn't. it could be because i was craving for someone to touch me. he showered me with love and affection, something harry didn't do that month. i should've been understanding. he worked to support the both of us. god, what is wrong with me?
i should've asked harry for his time. he'd give it to me, but why didn't i? zayn. zayn was why. he started texting me two months before, after his break up with liam. i guess he was understanding and is also craving for love and attention.
"hi mum. i need help. is it fine if i were to sleep over for about a month?" i said to my mum on the phone the other day.
fuck. why did i do that? why did i leave harry? he must be hurt but i can't go back, not yet. harry, you would hate me if i told you the truth. i don't want to go separate ways nor do i want a break. but, i don't know what to do. you sent letters to mums' old house. mrs robinson, the current owner of our old house told me that. i feel so bad, guilty, mad, upset. but what should i do?
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author's note!!
hi, so chapter 3 is now up! sorry if it's a bit short, i'm kinda exhausted as fuck right now. but anyways, i promised myself to update daily so here's day 2 of daily uploads. i hope you liked it! so that's the surprise! louis's pov!! i know you're probably thinking, "lol, just this?" i know i'm sorry but i was kinda excited bc it's louis's pov. i mean it's moving kinda fast but i'm not ending this book any time soon so don't worry. anyways, please vote for this chapter if you want more and comment! p.s i am also uploading other books so look out for that. thanks for your time.
talk soon. love, a
