You've got that cat thing***

I Cat-ta Think***

Louis' POV

"Lou, are you gay?" it was said calmly but it had that menacing touch to it.

"I'm not.. gay, I mean" 

"Are you sure Louis, cause it doesn't seem like it."

"I am not gay, okay?" I nearly screamed at her. 

She was my girlfriend but she had no right to call me something I'm not.

"So tell me what I should think everytime I see you and Harry all up and flirting with each other in an apartment where I might add, that only the two of you share?!" 

I was dumbfounded, I didn't think El could be that malicious.

"It's me or him, Lou."

"Me or him." She repeated.

"Well El, I'm sorry but you should leave. If it isn't apparent yet, it's him."

She threw the closest thing she could find at me, which in this case was the phonebook, and left.

Tears were streaming down my face, I loved her. 

I couldn't face Harry right now, it might make me reconsider whatever that was.

Why does everything have to be so complicated. 

"What's the matter Lou?" Hazza said, worry apparent on his face.

"Nothing."

"I wouldn't have asked if I knew that nothing was wrong Lou."

"Just drop it, Harry"

"I would not just drop it Louis, so tell me now."

"I said drop it."

"We're bestfriends Lou, you know you can tell me anything."

"Just leave me alone, Styles"

I ran to my room and slam the door shut, grabbed my iphone, put it on my ihome and hit play.

It blasted Flowers in the window by Travis, Harry's favorite song, it made me feel worse.

I covered my face with a pillow and screamed so hard my mouth hurt.