The Beautiful, The Bad, The British |Louis Tomlinson|

Chapter 7

Louis's P.O.V.

You would think that I would be used to this. Girls come and go with me. I don't have feelings for people. I lost them a long time ago, during something that I don't wish to explain. I haven't told anyone except Zayn and Harry. But, like I said. I'm not one for pity.

I don't know why I do this. Why I kick the ball into the soccer net when I should be sorting out my problems. I guess it's my escape. My safe haven from reality.

One question still stirs in my mind. Why do I keep on thinking about Hayden? I sleep with many girls. I don't know why she made such an impact on me. All of my thoughts end up drifting to her. I may have drank a lot that night, but I remember everything. And I mean everything, down to the last detail. Usually I forget about the girl within 15 minutes.

Why was she so bothered by those texts? Could she actually care about me? Haha, you're funny Louis. A girl like that? Caring for me? I make myself laugh sometimes. How pathetic. She's the type of girl that has everything figured out. Why would she want a troubled guy like me? I would never be enough for her.

Why am I even thinking about this? I'm seriously demented. I don't want a girlfriend. I seriously don't know why I'm even thinking about this. I pick up my phone and glance at the text messages. Okay, so I do sleep with a number of girls. But see, obviously I'm not bad in bed if so many want to do it again.

Hayden's P.O.V.

I come home and sit on the couch with my head in my hands. How could I have been so stupid? My virginity was stolen by a womanizer. Yeah, laugh all you want I was a virgin until last night.

I could've went home last night after he had saved me from being raped by Damien. I could've left on friendly terms. But no. I had to drink and get wasted out of my mind. He took advantage of me, but I was willing.

"Where were you last night? Why didn't you come home?" Liam comes down the stairs and walks into the kitchen where I am sitting.

"It's none of your business."

"It is. Mom was worried-"

"Don't feed me that bullshit. You were worried and you shouldn't be. I can take care of myself." I pour some coffee into a mug and take a sip of it.

"Fine, I was worried. Harry's parties can get a little out of hand and-"

"I know, Liam. I've been to his parties before."

"You are so difficult sometimes. Now go get changed. Paige is coming in from California today and she will be at the airport in a few hours." Liam smiles at the mention of his girlfriend and I roll my eyes. Paige is nice and all, I just don't like how lovey-dovey Liam gets.

"I promise I won't look like this when she gets here." I fake smile and roll my eyes again. He pours himself some coffee and takes a sip. He spits it back into the cup and makes a disgusted face.

"How do you drink this stuff?" Liam fake gags. I shrug and take another sip of my drink.

"So you and Louis-"

"No." I sincerely say.

"Okay...... I just thought you two looked like you were comfortable with-"

"Nothing happened between us." I lie. I would die if anyone knew that I lost my virginity to a womanizer. I'm so ashamed that I let myself drink that much. But, what can I do now? What happened happened and I can't change that.