Forbidden Love (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 9

Harry's POV

I burst into Louis' room, my chest heaving in anger. How could he do that?! Just after he said he was in love with me. Gosh I played that scene over and over again.

No, Harry.

I spotted him from across the room, sitting in one of his plush chairs. He cracked his knuckles and licked his lips nervously, standing up and flexing his fingers. I eyed his hands as they reached towards me, I flinched back automatically, although my body longed for his touch.

"Is it true?" I croaked.

He cast me a blank expression. I looked at the floor, waiting for him to say it was just the management. No, if its the management asking him to tweet that he'll be complaining by now.

"I-I'm sorry. I was acting all along. I don't have feelings for you."

My breathe caught in my throat.

And then,

The whole world

Shattered.

I crumpled onto the ground, my heart rate increasing. The left side of my chest actually hurt.

Ouch

He made no move to help me but I saw his hands twitching before closing into a fist. He looked out of the window, clenching his teeth.

Why?