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Chapter 24: Woman

"Okay, spill," I said to Louis once I was comfortably sat on his bed. "How many?"

"Two," He said, pulling his laptop up and showing me the Facebook profiles of one woman. "This is Elizabeth Quinn and then this —," he changed tabs to another profile. "— is Adrienne Cavacci."

"They're both stunning." I commented.

"They're both fûcking models." He stated with an eye roll. "Well, Elizabeth used to be. Apparently she's an author and a blogger or something like that. Adrienne still models for like Vogue or something."

"Dumb." I said, taking a sip from my wine glass. Of course it wasn't really dumb; I'd love to be a model, but I definitely didn't have the face or the body for it. "So, what's the tea on them?"

"Well, Harry dated Elizabeth first from what seems like it was between his sophomore and junior years of high school to his freshman year of college. They were in love until he decided long distance wouldn't work."

"Really? That's it?" I asked.

"Well," he shrugged. "By the looks of her posts after the breakup, it seems like he was actually distancing himself from her due to the fact that he met Adrienne and he broke up with Elizabeth to date her. They played it off like it was a distance thing."

My heart dropped and I suddenly felt terrible for Elizabeth. "That's awful."

"Well, apparently Elizabeth moved on fast because it wasn't long before she fell in love with some guy and married him. She seems pretty okay to me."

"Then what happened with Adrienne?"

"Oh, this is the best." He smiled. "She's a treat."

"Oh, god." I said, and took a bigger gulp of wine to prepare myself.

"So, Adrienne and Harry met freshman year at Washington State and hit it off. Based on her Instagram photos, she was the college girl to be with. Everyone was apparently super jealous of their relationship and she fed into the popularity and Instagram likes and all that shît."

"How did they break up?"

"If my math is correct, they dated all throughout college and once he was signed to the Seattle Jaguars, she thrived off the attention. Harry started to see that over the next few months, she only continued to be with him for the publicity and then he dumped her around two years ago."

"He made it seem like he was the victim for both when he talked about it. Or at least, touched on it." I noted.

"It's super weird," Louis said. "And I stalked his Twitter to see if I could find any more tea, and apparently he regretted his decision to ever leave Elizabeth because he felt like she was the one and he was stupid enough to leave her for a narcissist."

"He is pretty stupid." I said. "Wow, I hope he doesn't pull anything on me."

"I don't think he will." He said. "After a string of tweets whining about his stupidity, he did tweet a few times about taking a break and just waiting for the right one."

"Did you check his Twitter likes?"

He scoffed and dramatically put a hand on his heart. "Who do you think I am? Of course I did."

"I'm thirsty, give it to me."

"Most of them are like, poetic, sappy, love tweets and a few are some funny ones. The one that really stood out to me was — okay, are you ready for it?"

"Just fûcking tell me, Lou." I laughed.

"Okay, calm down. The most recent tweet he favorited was from one of those random accounts and it says, "Didn't think the one thing I've wished for my entire life would actually come true, and honestly, it's scarier than I thought.""