Broken Youth

Chapter 21

~ Chapter Twenty-One ~

(You should listen to the Radio Version of You & I - One Direction. It's good. Well, you might not but... It'd be cool if you did. I mean, it sets a real good mood. I don't know.)

••Harry••

I feel sick.

I feel sick just looking at them, let alone knowing what they're doing and thinking and saying. It's disgusting. She's mine. Megan's mine. It fucking sucks because I knew there was something going on between them. After their stupid 'fling' last week, I knew they wouldn't be able to ignore the feelings that would grow. And to think, that blonde-haired, blue-eyed idiot told me he wouldn't lay a finger on her just did, really hurts. Of course, Luke. Not a fucking finger. I just sat there, staring out the window, watching it slowly cloud up where my breath reached the freezing glass, as the rain came and the temperature dropped. I was sad. Sad because I could have stopped that: taken her away, made love to her countless times; just stopped it. But of course I didn't- I couldn't- it was in the damn prophecy. If I ran out there now and forced her to chose either one of us, it would fuck everything up. Because she wouldn't chose. She couldn't. I can tell. Screw that: I know. The thoughts in her head are confused, messed up and slightly seduced. To think that once it was me she was thinking of like that; the cleaners cupboard sounded fucking great. But no, that never happened. And now, because I let her fall for him, for Luke, because I didn't do all I could to prove that I was the one, she's confirmed the prophecy. She's confirmed once and for all, that she really is my girl (despite the issues outside) and that no matter what; I will have her. And I will have her for good. We all know it. It's just that some of us aren't yet conscious of it.

I watched as a spot of freezing water hit Megan's nose, causing her to flinch slightly as her hands tangled themselves in Luke's hair, a smile appearing on both their faces. I felt the anger simmer slightly, as realisation, disappointment and sadness over took me, Megan standing on her tip-toes, Luke bending down as she leaned in and gently touched her lips against his. I could see Luke's eyes physically roll back as he groaned, picking Megan up again and resting her against the corner of the wall down the road, signalling the end of our road. I felt the tears rise as she smiled into the kiss, Luke's hands moving up her torso. I just watched, as if it were a movie, as Megan rocked my hips forward, Luke following by slamming them against the wall his hands holding her up, positioned just under her breasts. The tears, warm fresh tears fell as the rain got harder and Megan pulled away; jumping down and looked away from him.
"Luke, I'm sorry." I saw her say, my heart breaking in the process, tears steaming down Luke's face. My own were falling faster than ever before. It was like my heart was shredding itself into the salt water falling from my eyes, saddened and dull. Megan ran down the path, but Luke followed causing her to turn around.
"Hey mate? What are you doing sat ther-" Calum cut himself off as he watched Luke say the words that will always haunt me.
"I love you."
Megan just turned back but he pulled her arm. "Just remember that." If it was possible for my heart to break any more so than it was now, it just did. Megan nodded before running into her house, leaving Luke stood in the rain, clothes soaked. I watched as she turned and saw me. I got up and ran up the stairs, into mine and Calum's room. We shared one in this house, but it wasn't nearly big enough for all my problems, heartbreak and sadness. It annoyed me though. How I wasn't feeling angry. All there was, was numb, distinct heartache. And there was absolutely nothing I could do to stop that. Maybe not ever.

***

I looked at her, sleeping there so soundly, so beautiful as if everything in the world were fine. I'd stayed in that bedroom for over two hours, not letting anyone other than Calum in, after I'd watched the little scene in the rain. Nothing was worse than those two hours of just crying; not talking or moving. But for the sake of Megan, I decided I'd come and visit her. Before Luke did, before my Mum did- before anyone. She needed comfort, and despite the stupid ass movie scene in the rain, I knew i was the only one that could provide it. So here I am.
"How come you went home?" I asked softly, as Megan opened her eyes, obviously a little shocked I was there, but smiled to herself as she noticed the chocolate, tissues and blankets around her. She grinned at me as she got up and sat on my lap. I sat back in the chair and observed her, soaking in her bed hair, shabby clothes and undeniable beauty. Megan really was flawless and there's nothing I can say other than that.
"'Cause I was getting wet and needed to change without a horny old man walking in!" I chuckled as she kissed me, my mind going back to the way she's kissed Luke earlier. But all to quickly she pulled away and fake coughed, clearly trying to disguise the fact that she wasn't thinking of me when her lips touched mine. I tried seemed un phased as she grabbed a box of tissues, which seemed to go down well as she didn't question anything.
"Why were you in the rain anyway, you idiot? You'll catch your death!" I playfully punched her arm as she blushed, looking into my eyes. I kept the eye contact, trying to pull of the loved-up-puppy look as she studied me.
"Me and the girls saw a rabbit in the road who was injured, and we thought we'd save it." She lied. The nerve she has. I nodded my head slowly, still keeping eye contact as she tried not to look away. "And before you ask, I have no idea why Luke was outside." Again a lie slipped from her petty little mouth as I nodded slowly, this time more confidently. Acting like I didn't know, couldn't give a shit and still deeply in love with this girl, was so damn hard.
"Anyway, need anything to eat? The boys were planning on going out to The Queen's Head tonight, with us of course. I get it you don't want to, if you're now coughing and sniffing." I asked her. It was true; they were, but they hadn't invited Luke and it was evident why. I was shocked when Megan answered- a positive answer.
"Do you mean the boys as in your brothers and that or Lu- Mikey's lot?" Megan stopped herself from saying Luke, making the small amount of anger I had left, rise slightly. I eyed her, in a non creepy way, as I answered with 'both'.

I filtered into her thought stream: Luke, me, Cal and the girls were frequent. She thought Luke was going; well that's just great. But part of me told her I shouldn't say wether or not Luke was going; it could change her answer. I looked up from examining the rip in my jeans, only to be met by Megan's firm lips. There were still sparks. I wasn't kissing back, but there were fucking fireworks in my belly and a heard of elephants in my heart.
"Megan?" My voice was muffled by her lips. Megan stopped kissing me, blushing when she realised I couldn't breathe. I smiled to myself. Idiot girl.
"Sorry, babe. I was thinking that actually I really would love to go out, with you, it's just I hate being inside any more an-"
"Fine." I snapped. I didn't want to hear her bullshit excuses any more. I got up, causing her to stumble slightly as I basically threw her off me as ran down the stairs.
"Harry, where are you-"
"Back to the lads." I yelled up the stairs, cutting her off and closing the door heftily.
I ran across the road to the boys' house, violently opening the front door and slamming it again as I stormed into the lounge and picked Luke up by the scruff of his neck.
"Bro-"
"Don't you dare call me 'bro', pal." I sarcastically yelled. Luke's pupils shrunk as fear overtook his face.
"Harry calm-"
"Calum, why would I ever calm down when I've just watched my girlfriend, yes that's right; girlfriend, Hemmings, make out with my, who's supposed to be, best mate and just stared in awe as he tells her how much he mother fucking loves her? For me then to cry like a damn baby for two hours, realising that all I ever wanted has been taken away from me. By him. Your friend, Hood. That weak idiotic, bastard with blonde fucking hair and blue eyes. You know who the fuck I'm on about, all of you do. So no, I won't chill the fuck out, or sit down or have a civilised conversation with this twat, because all he deserves right now is a fucking punch." I screamed.
"How could you? How could you?" Calum yelled at Luke, who was now lying on the floor nursing his damn elbow. "You know how much she loves him! You know!" Calum's voice was breaking as he screeched at his best friend. "And you fucking knew that if you pounced she'd fall. You dick." My heart ached for Cal as he stormed out the room, tears now littering his face.
"Luke Hemmings you ha-"
"Shut up! Fucking shut up!" Georgia got up and yelled, shutting us all up. "I've had enough. Just stop with the god damned fighting for once and let's all go out. If Megan's coming, someone go and get her and if she isn't then someone shoot her a text and tell her we're off. You all need to chill the fuck out; you know why this is happening."
"Geo-"
"Luke. Shut. Up."

{Authors Note}

So guys... I apologise deeply that this was a couple days late, but I was still working on it at 2am this morning so I am so terribly sorry.

I hope you enjoyed it 'cause it took me bloody ages to work out how I was gonna do this chapter but hey, it was fun. And I hope that listening to You&I didn't kill you too much; it killed me. If you didn't; you should- it's perfect for this chapter. I think.

Anyway, love you all heaps and heaps and heaaapppps.

Love you all (again) | Meg x