Chapter 10 { Where is Louis?, Macy, police}

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Chapter TEN

Dam your Harry, I looked at the others and gave them a sorry look. I went to my bag and grabbed it along with my phone on James’ bed.

“Who is that?” Amy asked looking at me with concern written al over here pretty little face…

“Uh-“

“CHELLE I KNOW YOU IN THERE!” Harry yelled again I looked at them and walked over to the window opening it letting the cold air hit me.

“What the hell are you doing?” Carson asked scared

“Jumping my pain away” I said slipping a foot out of the 10 foot drop, I felt a pair of arms pull me back in dropping me on the floor with a thud. I sighed and looked up to see Carson why did Harry have to come!?

I got up and frowned

“What the hell” I hissed

“You’re not dyeing for the love of God, go out there and talk to whoever that is” he hissed back

“Maybe I don’t like him” I said and he shook his head, yeah that’s right shack it away because you don’t know a thing that’s happening, idiot.

“Who is it?” James asked

“And why is he asking for you?”

“CHELLE COME ON!” Harry yelled

“Harry, I don’t know” I said and walked to the door flinging it opened and I heard Amy gasp from behind me.

Yes you have never seen him

Yes he looks made as shit

And is probably gonna kill me, now.

“Chelle…” he started and I walked out shutting the door behind me,

“What?” I asked he looked at me and I swear I saw, sadness.

He grabbed my wrist and pulled me away from the door and away from people. We walked out of the boys hall with no trouble at all and out to the oval, it was cold and I was shacking a lot. The wind was blowing my hair everywhere and these boats were getting wreaked.

We walked over to the big tree, AKA the sadness tree as people called it.

I know why but I think it’s a lie, people come here when they cry and just take it out right under this tree, I think I have done it only because I lost my virginity and I was sad because I was raped… another story long story.

“Chelle uh well-“

“Harry are you mad at me?” I asked and he looked at me and sighed

“I never liked you, let me fix that I hated you Rochelle. You were the queen to everyone’s eyes even Louis’ but every boy would undress you with their eyes but Louis would uh smile every time he saw you, that goofy smile” he chuckled at the memory

“He would say stuff like ‘she has nice hair’ or like ‘I love her so much’ not thinking what he was saying, I thought you were a bitch but he didn’t and the others well kinda but they weren’t on either side. So when Louis told me he talked to you the first time” I laughed at the memory, but in my head, “He was all over you, he would sing about you and-“

“Sing?” I asked shocked and he nodded laughing a little

“Yeah is was messed up” I laughed so hard and so did Harry.

“I was scared you would hurt him, he is my mate and I would t let that happen” Harry said and smiled

“I wouldn’t hurt him Harry” I said

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