Bullshit

Chapter 25

I couldn't help the small grin that spread across my face at the sight of the familiar face standing behind Eleanor. Her face was the pure definition of anger, and she looked ready to rip Eleanors throat out at any second. Despite how horible it may sound, I was more then happy that the bitch was getting what she deserved, she would be lonely and sad and the thought couldn't make me happier. Perhaps I was evil, but I couldn't help it. Maybe now I had a chance.

"Jay! I-Its not what it sounds like, thats not what I meant to say." Eleanor tried to stumble out in a panic. 

Louis' mother rolled her eyes and walked towards the lying bitch. The look that she wqas giving Eleanor sent me chills, I could only imagine how terrified Eleanor must be feeling. 

"Don't spew that bullshit to me." She spat. "I respected you, I trusted you with my only son! You were my daughter in law, and I was prepared to happily let you into the family. But no, not anymore. You're a disgusting lying bitch and I don't want you anywhere near my son!" She shouted at her. 

Despite that she wasn't facing me I could tell that she was crying from the not so subtle shaking of her shoulders and the little sob noises that she was letting out. 

"Please, don't tell him! I-I can't live without him!" She begged. 

Jay shook her head at the broken girl. "No, you can't live without his money." She spat. 

The angry mother spat on the ground before walking back around the building, probably to tell Louis about what a backstabbing lier his wife was. Eleanor snapped her head around at me and glarred darkly. She stomped towards me and shoved me hard, causing me to fall down onto the ground. 

"This is all your fault!" She shreiked. "You ruined everything!''

I just looked up at her, a smile plastered on my face. Finally, karma was catching up on her. She got what she deserved. Perhaps now Louis and I can finally have our happy ending. Now we can run off and grow old together. My smile only grew at the thought and my cheeks grew warm in happiness. 

She let out a loud and annoyed scoff at my lack of noise and tossed whatever was left of her martini on my body. I flinched back from the alcohol and cringed in disgust. That was going to be impossible to get off of my suit.

"He still won't love you! You're still going to be just another friend that he'll forget about one day!" She screamed at me. 

"Yeah maaaaybe, b-but you'll just be a lyyyyying whore!" I slurred at her. She let out a loud shreik and stomped away from me, leaving me on the ground smelling like alcohol. 

Looking up I noticed that the sky was begining to become covered with dark clouds, masking the only sense of light that the outside got from the moon. No longer could I see the bright little stars scattered across the polluted sky. A small laugh escaped my lips, quiet enough for only me to hear. It was so ironic, how the sky was turning dark and gloomy just as Eleanors world was falling apart. Another much louder laugh escaped my lips and I wrapped my arms around my stomach before bursting out in hystarics. It was so perfect, how mother nature seemed to change with Eleanors mood. Like she was reacting with how the lying bitch felt. 

I let out a small happy sigh and closed my eyes as I lied down on the soft bed of grass. There was a chance again, there was hope that we could be together, and when hope and love combined then anything was possible. At least thats what all the songs say. 

Louis POV:

I stared at my mother in shock, my eyes wide and filled with tears. We sat in a small nook just outside the ball room.  SHe had to be lying, Eleanor wouldn't do that to me, to us. She would never betray me like that. The thought that she would even think to lie to me about something so important, so life changing. It made my stomach curl in disgust and I suddenly felt the urge to vomit. 

"H-How did you hear this?" I asked, my voice cracking. 

"She was talking, well more like yelling, at Harry when I overheard what she was saying."

My head snapped up at Harrys name and I instantly became filled with worry. She could have said things to Harry, make him even more depressed then he already was. 

"Was he okay?" I questioned quickly. "Was he crying? Did he look upset?"

My mother furrowed her eyebrows in slight confusion and shrugged slightly. "I dont know baby, I wasn't exactly looking at him. I was to furious with the little wh-" 

But she was cut off as I stood up without warning. "Where did you say you heard this?" 

"Behind the hotel, why sweetie?" 

"I have to check on him mum, I'll be right back." I promised as I jogged through the many halls and out into the chilly air. 

My heart stopped when I saw his non-moving body lying on the ground. At that very moment I coouldn't possibley describe the amount of dread and worry that was coursing through my veins. The very thught of Harry staying there, never walking up. It caused sucha  horrible pain in my chest that made a small whimper leave my lips in a desperate attempt to somehow ease the pain. I rushed over to him, faster then I ever remembered running and dropped  down on my knees in front of him. He smelt terribley like alcohol, and his suit was drentched. What the hell happened to him?

"Haz?" I croaked out, reaching my hand out. "Hazza, please wake up."

Slowly but surely his green orbs fluttered open, a small smile gracing his plump red lips as he spoke. 

"Hey Boobear." How words were followed by a sweet giggle. 

Finally I was able to relax as a soft sigh left my lips and I leaned down and hugged him close. I noticed that the smell wasn'tjust coming from his suit, but his breath as well. It was a mixture of all kinds of alcohol. 

"You're drunk." I accused, pulling away from him.

"Maaaaybe." He giggled, reaching up for me again. "But you're here, for me. Thats all that matters." 

I smiled softly and stood up, taking him with me. "Come on, lets get you to bed." 

Harry leaned all of his weight on me as I practically dragged him to his hotel room. I avoided mine, not wanting there to be a chance that I bumped into Eleanor.

"You came for me." He whispered happily. "You do love me!" 

"Come on big boy, lets get you to bed." I said. avoiding the topic. 

"You didn't say no!" He exclaimed, his voice slurred. 

Thankfully we had just reached his room door. Awkwardly I reached into harrys trousers and plucked his key out. We entered the room and I set him down on the bed. I took of his shoes and jacket, helping him with the buttons on his shirt and pants. 

"Hehe, your undressing me." he giggled as I lied him down on the bed. 

I rolled my eyes at him and covered him with the blankets. Just as I was about to leave I felt a large hand grab my wrist. 

"W-wait! Can you cuddle me?" he asked. 

I let out a loud sigh and shook my head. "Sorry Haz, not tonight, But goto sleep, I'll be here when you wake up." 

Harry nodded, taking that as a good answer. He leaned back against the bed and looked at me.. 

"You know... I still love you, a lot. It hurts me so bad when I see you with someone other then me. A-And it might be selfish! But I can't help it, you're perfect and I don't want you to be with anyone else other me. I dont know how much more I can take of you loving some one else before I crack.... again." He confessed. He then closed his eyes and fell asleep, as if he hadn;t just said those words. 

I bit my bottom lip and stared at his sleeping form. Oh Harry, what am I going to do with you?