Stressed, Depressed, & Boy-Band Obsessed [l.s]

~The Mastermind~

Dedicated to:

@RyRyLouisLover99
(Thanks for all the help and great ideas Ryan :) )

~Louis~

I stared at Jake for a while longer, and soon my thoughts began to drift off to High School days with him . . .

*Flashback*

It was a cold winter day, and I was wearing Jake's jacket to keep myself warm. It was rather large on me, but I didn't seem to mind. It was warm, and it smelt just like him, a summers day mixed with orange, vanilla, and some sort of cinnamon twist. It enveloped me in this lovable aura and all I wanted to do was cuddle with Jake all day long. But sadly, I had to get to school.

I got startled when Jake popped up behind me. "Hey Boo!" He chirped, placing a kiss on the tip of my frozen cold nose. I grinned and stood on my tiptoes to reach his height, nuzzling my head into the crook of his neck.

"Sorry I didn't see you over the weekend Lou, my mum isn't doing so well." I nodded and wrapped my fairy-like arms around his waist. His mum got diagnosed with breast cancer in the last year. Shes been through living hell, but shes a fighter.

"Wearing my coat again?" He chuckled softly and slipped his hand into mine, and I began to see the front of the high school as we neared the entrance. I smiled up at him, "It smells like you." He rolled his eyes, "Your adorable, Lou." He placed a quick kiss on my lips, and we departed from each other, heading to our lockers.

Everything was perfect,

Until my parents found out I was gay.

Until I got teased for it.

Until I was forced to break Jake's heart. And then I got Harry, my lovable bouncy, cuddly, fanboy, Harry.

But now Jake was back?!

*End*

My mind was still reeling through past memories of him and I. Until someone snapped their finger in my face. "Lou?" He asked. I smiled and scratched the back of my neck, "Oh hey there Jake." He laughed softly, and I almost forgot about Harry in the lounge. I called him over quickly.

"Uh Jake, this is Harry Styles, my boyfriend. Harry this is Jake Gyllenhaal, my ex-boyfriend." Jake looked a little confused, but still shook Harry's hand. Harry smiled like a baby, his dimples shining through. "Hi Jake." He chirped, probably happy to know I wasn't dating the both of them. That'd be downright horrible. A question soon came to my head.

"Jake?" I asked, curiously. He looked at me. "Yeah, Boo?" I smiled at the old nickname, and also took the time to notice he was wearing that coat. The coat from my memory of us.

"How'd you know I was here?"
I asked. He shrugged, "I got a call from uh, someone who is here with you. Think his name was Lyndon? Lucas? Luke?" My head whipped toward Harry and Harry shrugged also. "L-Luke Hemmings?" I asked him. Jake tapped his chin, "Sounds right." "Wait here Jake." He nodded and I grabbed Harry's hand, tugging the Cheshire boy towards Luke's room.

I pounded on the door. "LUKE OPEN IT UP." I screeched. I was beyond furious. Just because Harry was mad at him, he had to make Harry mad at me?! Who the hell did he think he was?!

He opened the door with a sheepish grin and I pulled Harry in his room, slamming the door.

"LUKE! Why would you do this?!" I shouted. He grinned, a little evilly. "Simple, Harry was mine first and Jake was yours, so I saw we just make a trade?" Harry stood there, his eyes sort of wide. My body shook with trembles of anger. "Luke! Harry is not a toy, and neither is Jake. Were not trading them, that's childish. And you shouldn't have treated Harry so poorly and maybe you'd still have him, you stuck up SELFISH BITCH!" All my anger seemed to pour out at once, like an overflowing teakettle. I'd been steaming for so long.

I pushed Luke with so much force, his body slammed against the bookshelf. He cried out in pain and I grabbed his short collar, but something took over him, and soon I was knocked backwards as Luke climbed on top of me and started beating me senseless.

"Stop! STOP! STOP!!!" Harry screeched, I tried to look at him, his hands were wrapped tightly around his ears, and his eyes were squeezed shut, his body was shaking horribly. I watched in slow motion as he fell backwards, passing out from
over-panicking.

I allowed Luke to beat me unconscious, I didn't care anymore. I just wanted to help Harry, my Harry.

But little did I know, he wouldn't be here when I woke up.

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