Midnights.

Chapter 63 - (karma.)

CHAPTER 63

‘’Luna?’’

Oh come on, I think to myself. Why must Louis see me again? I’ve been hiding at the other side of the park but here he is again, finding me positioning my head in between my knees. I am crying, yes I am stupidly crying for no particular reason. All I know, my tears jerk just because Louis is here.. Not for me. But for Kimmie.

‘’Luna is it you?’’

Louis! Damn you should go away, I curse. I try my best to hear my sobbings, I’m afraid this freak guy will hear me from distance.

‘’Oh yes, it is you!’’ Oh God, I can tell that Louis is approaching me. Go away, I silently beg..

‘’Luna what are you doing in the park alone?’’

‘’Stay away, Louis!’’ I shout, replying him. I mean, oh fuck. He does know I always have no accompany when it comes down into coming to the park- well, usually my accompany is only him. But doesn’t he be sensible that I’m going alone to the park alone because, well because he has been so far from me?

‘’Uh uh- calm down. What’s been happening here?’’

I remain silent, silently praying for him to be just more sensible.

‘’Are you crying?’’ I can’t help but feel slightly happy about his question. At least, he does care right?

‘’I still don’t understand that whenever you cry it’s your nose turning red, not your eyes.’’

This time I can’t stand my hidings again, I just raise my head and laugh. This joke from him has always made me fall about laughing; Louis just gets to know every of my weakness. Why don’t we be couples already? I terribly whisper in my head.

‘’Exactly Luna, you’re insane.’’ I hear him laughing.

‘’Are you okay?’’ He questions, sitting beside me. Luckily this is a long bench I’m sitting, or else he might just have to sit on the ground.

‘’I am fine, there’s nothing involved to your business.’’ I try to speak coldly. Although his actions are sweet the heartbreaks are still covering my heart completely.

‘’But are you feeling heartbroken? You know, to that Stan kid. Are you still thinking about him?’’

‘’Don’t you dare mentioning about Stan!’’ I spontaneously say. I’ll always go embarrassed when Louis touches down the word ‘Stan’. Stan is a senior I used to ‘love’, well I can’t say I really do love him. He was just a fling crush, and his handsomeness made me forget about Louis for a while. I remember those nights when I told Louis that Stan was the one, I wanted to chase Stan as best as I can and so on. Louis was the first to know, by all means. But on the other day I once again can’t feel any particular feelings for Stan. Stan had gone close to me, but I just couldn’t feel anything. Those feelings keep coming back for Louis, Louis, Louis. And it’s funny how Louis still assumes that I’m till falling for that hottie senior head over heels!

‘’Aw, you’re still in love with him aren’t you?’’ Louis chuckles.

‘’No, I’m not!’’ I tell him, my cheeks being all crimson red.

‘’So who do you love? Is it me?’’ Louis smirks as he crashes his nose to mine, making me blush even more. His lips press down to mine.. Wait, a-again?

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‘’Louis!’’ I shout. Why did I dream of him again?

When I open my eyes I find myself being in a dark room, my body being covered by a thick brown blanket. The situation all over me is all cold and I can’t hardly see anything, because it is awfully dark. I move my hand to the bedside table- thank God I am already in my hotel room. I turn the light on and find myself sleeping alone, and not with Harry by my side.

Harry? Why does my mind think of him as, the sleeper beside of me everyday?

Just as I sit myself down the hotel room slams opened, revealing Harry stumbling inside the room. I immediately run to him and call him, ‘’Harry!’’

‘’Shut up,’’ Harry’s raspy voice goes unusual as he speaks. The strong smell of liquor comes out from his mouth- no it can’t be, is he drunk again?

‘’Are you Luna because if yes I’m not so happy to see you.’’

Harry’s words leave me gasping, being all surprised. What had I done to him? Even in his state of being drunk he thinks of loathing me. Have I got any mistakes? No, no at all! What’s happening to him?

‘’Harry, okay it’s me Luna and what’s my f-‘’

‘’Are you still questioning your fault, attention whore?’’ Harry says as his dark green eyes suddenly shot down to look at me. I can feel my heart pounding in an awfully nervous way; this time he doesn’t make me nervous by his exotic touch, but by the harshness of his words.

‘’You break, you fucking rip all of me to scatters of fucking bleeding pieces and you should know it!’’ Harry’s voice raises up. In one second he slaps my face, making me hold my right cheek spontaneously and cry.

‘’Harry!’’ I squeal. ‘’I fucking don’t know!’’

‘’Well guess you can just go stay in Louis’ room because I don’t want a bitch to sleep in one bed with me.’’ Harry spats. ‘’You have three seconds.’’

‘’Harry!’’ I cry. This is not possibly happening, right? ‘’I thought you were-‘’

‘’One.’’ He coldly speaks.

‘’I don’t know where else to sleep-‘’

‘’Two.’’

‘’And I am by no means staying with Louis!’’ This time I scream, pure sad tear flowing right from my eyes.

‘’Three. Enough is enough, bitch.’’

I stay rigidly rooted on the cold tile, massively hoping for Harry to change his mind. Never has he got so mad at me before and now he is.. Illogically? Getting mad at me. Unexpectedly, those two strong arms who used to hold me warmly when I was asleep, are now harshly pushing my body to the cold door, forcing me to get lost.

‘’Harry you can’t just do this to me!’’ I cry as he slams the door behind him, leaving me sobbing like a pitied person.

‘’I can, bitch.’’ Is all I hear. With swollen eyes I knock his door, begging him to open it for me all over again. Usually it was him doing this to me, and it’s turning back in reverse. Is karma playing its role on me? I don’t know. My back slowly slides on his hotel door, with me crying incessantly.

What is this and why am I crying over Harry like this?

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