good meets bad (punk harry luv story)

chapter 25

hapter 25

JASMINE'S POVAfter the fight at the mall, we decided to split into two groups to keep Brooke and Eleanor away from each other. Brooke, Danielle, and Perrie were together while me and Eleanor were together. Now, its a few hours later and I'm at Eleanor and Louis' house trying to calm her down. She's really freaking out about what Brooke said."She's not really gonna tell him is she?! She can't! It wasn't any of her business! She can't just break up me and Louis like that! She just can't!" She said worriedly and took another sip of her drink."Eleanor, calm down. Brooke isn't gonna say anything to Louis. She just said that because she was mad.""But she hates me! Of course she wants to ruin me!""Doesn't matter if she hates you or not. I'm sure she knows when to back off. But can I ask you something?""Go for it." She sighed."Why did you do that anyway? You were never like this.""Do what?""Sleep with Jake behind Brooke's back while you're with Louis. I didn't exactly picture you to do something like that.""I don't know." She shook her head and rested it on her hand, which was rested on her knee. "I don't know what happened to me. Louis' great in bed, so it can't be that he didn't satisfy me enough. This urge for Jake honestly came out of nowhere.""I know how you feel."She looked at me."Really?" She said in disbelief."Well, sort of. Not really." I admitted, making her shake her head and take another sip of her drink."Then why'd you say that?""I don't know. This situation came off the top of my head but its nothing like yours though.""What situation?""I know this is hard to believe, but I honestly thought I would end up with Niall."She almost choked on her drink and started dying of laughter."Niall?!" She laughed. "You thought you would end up with Niall?!" She laughed more. "Oh God. Why? Niall's exactly like Harry, but less committed. Believe me, if you were to end up with Niall, you'd end up with Harry anyway because you two would only last a month. Maybe less.""I don't know." I laughed with her, but not as hard. "I guess its because he was my first friend of the gang. And he was nicer to me than Harry was. But life does weird things.""Tell me about it." She said, finishing up her drink. "Lets get started on your hair, yeah? I need to do something to get my mind off things.""Ok."As soon as I said that, my phone vibrated. I checked it, and it was a text from Harry.Hazzabear: come home soon yeah ? i have a surprise for you babe :)I smiled at that text and quickly sent one back.Me: so do i :) i'll be there soonBROOKE'S POV"Are you actually gonna do this?" Perrie asked me for the hundredth time."Of course I am. Louis has the right to know as much as I do." I said, not taking my eyes off the road."But this is pretty fucked up. What if Eleanor's already planning to tell Louis?" Danielle jumped in."This is pretty fucked up? How about no. What she did was pretty fucked up. I'm just evening it out."Soon enough, we arrived at the alley, where I knew Louis was. He's always here. I quickly got out the car and made my way down the alley, Perrie and Danielle trailing behind me."Louis!" I called, once I saw him.He was laughing at something Zayn said, and then his head snapped towards me. His eyebrows furrowed, confused as to why I'm talking to him. I don't blame him, I barely ever talk to him. Only when its something important, and this is beyond important."Yeah?" He said when I reached him."Can we talk privately?"He nodded and took the cigarette he had out of his mouth, dropping it on the ground and stepping on it. We walked behind a wall so no one would be able to hear us. How do I say this?"Well, to keep it short, your girlfriend's a slut." I said.His face immediately hardened."Don't fucking talk about Eleanor like that! You can't call her a slut when you--""I have a reason why I said that!" I cut him off."Go ahead. Amuse me then.""I don't know how to say this, so I'm just gonna say it. Eleanor has been sleeping with Jake behind our backs."He scoffed at that."Yeah, very believable." He said sarcastically. "Jake's dead. And I'm pretty sure she doesn't have a kink for dead people."I rolled my eyes at him."While he was alive dumb ass!" I said. "I only found out yesterday. I thought it was only fair that you should know too.""I don't believe you." He simply said.I groaned."Fine! Don't believe me! But when she cheats on your ass again and you actually fucking walk in on her, don't come crying to me!" I yelled at him and walked away.That oughta get him.ELEANOR'S POVAbout an hour later, I was all done with Jasmine's hair."You look so cute!" I gushed.She really did. Blonde Jasmine is cute Jasmine. Red Jasmine is more...bad girl Jasmine."Thanks." She smiled. "I hope Harry likes it.""I'm almost positive he will. I remember when Liam said that he never thought Harry would end up with a red-head because he always had a thing for blondes."She sighed of relief."Good. That makes me feel so much better." She said.I chuckled."You want a ride home?" I offered."Yeah."'''''After I dropped Jasmine off at home, I opened my house door to find Louis sitting on the couch. His facial expression gave away the fact that he was thinking about something."Hey baby." I said and shut the door. "What are you thinking about?" I said as I went over to him and sat down next to him."You." He answered, making me blush. "Not in a good way." He said, obviously noticing my blush.A big ball of nervousness built up in my stomach. Oh God. Brooke told him. I just know it."Wanna explain something to me?" He said.No."Sure." I said, trying to hide the fact that I was scared."Why did Brooke come up to me today and tell me you slept with Jake behind my back?" He asked with a pissed off look on his face."I-I don't kn-know. She c-could be lying." I lied."Don't lie to me. Why did she tell me that? Is it true?"I looked away from him. I can't look him in the eye right now. But he turned my head so I was looking at him again."Is. It. True." He asked, more in a demanding manner.I closed my eyes and kept my mouth shut. I didn't want to admit to anything. When he notice my lack of response, he let go of my face."Fucking hell." He muttered and got up, grabbing his jacket without a word.I'm kinda glad Louis isn't the arguing type. I don't feel like yelling."Where are you going?" I asked."Away from you."