Logan's POV:
I was on my way to History class, with Mr. Wepock, when I turned the corner and saw Luke talking to Ashton, with tears streaming down his face.Walking up to them, I tapped Ashton's shoulder.
"Umm...is everything alright?" I asked, looking at Luke with furrowed eyebrows.
"Not really, Luke here is having a mental breakdown," Ashton replied chuckling. Luke rolled his eyes, "This isn't funny Ashton! What I saw was completely disgusting!"
"Okay, okay. What exactly happened?" I asked, a little curious.
Luke slammed his fist back against the wall. "What happened was that I walked in on Estelle shoving her tongue down Styles' throat!" He screamed, his face turning red.
"Luke, mate, calm the fuck down. Estelle is the one who cheated on you, not Logan," Ashton stated, patting Luke's shoulder.
While the two were arguing, I stormed off, searching for Estelle. Right now, I honestly didn't give a fuck if I was late to class. I just needed to find Estelle because I was beyond pissed at her.
Walking outside, I saw her talking to Harry.
"Estelle, get your ass over here, NOW!"
I was furious. I just couldn't believe that Estelle would do that. And to Luke, of all people. Luke treated her like a fucking princess and for her to go and kiss someone else was a bitchy move. I loved her, but right now I wanted to express that love by sending her to an early grave.
Estelle looked confused, but waved at Harry and walked over to me, picking her lips. That was a nervous gesture of hers, so she obviously felt guilty for her actions. Good. "Yeah Lo?"
"What the hell is wrong with you?!" I practically screamed in her face, causing her to blanch and her eyes to widen.
"I-I what are you talking about?" She asked quietly, her hand beginning to shake slightly.
"You were making out with HARRY when LUKE walked in?! What the fucking hell?!" I yelled, walking closer to her, and she took a step back.
"It's just that-"
"I don't fucking care for your excuses! Luke treats you like a princess, like a fucking princess, and you treat him like the goddamn gum on your shoe! What the hell gives! He deserves so much better than you!"
Estelle's face flushed and her eyes glinted furiously. "Like you would even know! All you care about is getting Ashton to notice you, getting Ashton to like your hair, getting Ashton to go to your games! Well guess what Logan, you're not the only one with emotions around here! And guess what else, emotions can change!" She yelled at me.
"You are acting like such a slut right now!"
"Like a slut?! Why, because I kissed a guy who was there for me when Luke wasn't, a guy who showed he cared more than Luke ever did in a matter of minutes?! Because maybe if you'd been paying attention you'd notice that maybe I was starting to like Harry!" Her face kept getting more red and she seemed to be towering over me, even if she was only a few inches taller.
"Luke cares! And Harry is just playing you, he doesn't really care!" I tried to explain to her, it was so obvious!
Her gaze became steely. "Why, because you're me and heard what he's said? Or because you're totally prejudiced on the whole matter?" She asked coldly, her tone poisonous. My eyes narrowed, and she continued. "Because honestly Logan, I think Luke believes he liked me, but in all reality he's into someone else, he just doesn't know it." She looked meaningfully at me, and my throat tightened.
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Broken Lies
أدب الهواةLogan is a high school volleyball player whose goal in life is to make a College Volleyball team. Every thing is going perfectly until Niall shows up. Niall's goal in life is to ruin Logan's dreams. And he has help. Accompanied by Harry and Louis, N...