Starting Over (Being Edited)

Chapter 26 - What have I Done?

Louis' P.O.V

            "Shit, shit, shit, shit." I start to panic. I throw my sweats on quickly, and start shaking Natalie awake. "Get up!"

            "Hmmm, Lou, babe, just get back to bed. I'm too tired to get up yet." Natalie groans, rolling over.

            "No Natalie! You've got to get out of my bed, and out of my house!" I say shakily.

            "What are you talking about Lou? I thought we'd gotten back tog-"

            "Fuck no!" I interrupt Natalie, yelling at the top of my lungs now.

            "You've got to be kidding me?!" Natalie cries out, grabbing her clothes off the floor and quickly slapping them on. "So you can just sleep with me, and tell me that you have no feelings for me, and just make me leave, like some little whore?!"

            "You can't...Natalie." My words stutter out. "You know that-"

            "I know what? That I was the one who broke up with you? That I was the one who shouldn't have let you go? I know that Louis. And I beat myself up for it every day." Natalie whispers, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me.

            "I can't do this." I whisper, pushing her arms off of me. All I could think about was Kayleigh. I could never do this to her. I had to talk to her.

Harry's P.O.V

            "Please fasten your seat belts; your flight will be landing in a matter of minutes." The loud speaker bellowed out.

            "Aren't you excited?" Kath whispers beside me, grasping tightly onto my hand.

            "You have no idea!" I smiled, looking over at Kath's gorgeous face. Everything had to go perfect, I had taken do much time to plan it...if anything went wrong, it be horrible.

Emma's P.O.V

I woke up with the biggest headache, ever.

            "What the hell did I do last night?" I groan, rolling over out of bed. Everything aches, and my vision is slightly blurred. I stumble over to the bathroom, and gaze into the mirror. The past few days have been hell, and I can't take it anymore. I grab the paperclips out of my drawer, my make-up bag, and some other stuff and shove them in the closest Adidas bag I can get my hands on. I rip through the clothes on the floor, trying to find the cleanest clothes, when my phone starts to ring, the song "Mirror" by Lil Wayne bursting out from under a sweater. I walk over to the other side of my room to answer it. I yank the sweater off before I realize that it's Niall's.

            "What is his sweater doing here?" I wonder aloud. I grab my phone to see who's calling me. It too is Niall. I ignore it, knowing that if I pick it up, he'll convince me to stay here, that "we can make it through this together", like her promised after my brother's death and after what I did to myself. "No, this is a good idea." I tell myself. I shove my phone in my pocket, when it vibrates.

(1) new message: Nialler

- em we need to talk about last night –

            "Oh shit. What really did happen last night?" I pull my hair back in a claw and call my best friend Bee, short for Bridget. "Bee, I need to go somewhere, anywhere but here. Can I crash with you for a bit?"

Kath's P.O.V

My excitement bubbled over as me and Harry walked through the airport, hand in hand. All around us paparazzi flashed their cameras, and whispers buzzed.