Restricted

Chapter 17

NOTE: THIS IS A CONTINUATION OF THE FIRST CHAPTER!!!!!

Present day

The knocking persisted, growing in volume.

"WHAT!" Louis shouted, jolting up from where he lay on the couch.

"God dammit..." It was only a dream. Louis would never get the chance to even bring Harry home with him, let alone sign any contracts with him...

Louis walked over to the door and peered through the eyehole. Dan was on the other side, looking considerably more confident.

Opening the door, Louis was met with a smirk and surprise hard kiss right on his fucking mouth. What the fuck?

"Dan" Louis struggled against him. Fuck, when did Dan get so strong? "Dan. Get. OFF!" Louis shoved as hard as he could and Dan went stumbling backwards, confusion written all over his features.

"I- I came out Louis! For you..."

What. Seriously? What.

"Dan. I don't know why the fuck you did that but I'm not interested, sorry" Louis knew he was being an ass but he was too caught in his whirlwind of depression to give a fuck.

Louis heard a chuckle behind Dan and swallowed, looking up to see Liam walking towards them with malevolence clear on his features.

"Well it seems like some people really just don't know how to commit. Does Harry know you're still unfaithful?"

So that's how it was. Louis wasn't that person anymore. Liam obviously held a lot of resentment for the past right months, which Louis understood, but he was heartbroken. And two could play at this game.

"Why don't you ask him, Liam? Oh but that wouldn't make sense... Seeing as you're nothing to him anymore." Okay that was a low blow. Louis knew he'd struck a deep chord when Liam winced, visibly less confident.

"Just shut the fuck up why don't you Tomlinson?" Liam spat.

Dan and Liam skulked into the house to fetch Louis's luggage (which he'd not packed, those assholes deserve the job). Dan was obviously depressed about Louis's refusal and Liam was just plain mad.

This was going to be a fantastic car ride.

Once the boys had finished loading up Louis's things and they'd all settled in the car, Louis chanced a look at his phone.

"Trouble in paradise?" Liam commented. Though not in a consoling way but not quite a malicious way either.

"Don't, Liam." Louis really wasn't in the mood.

Louis had seven missed calls and thirteen texts. All from Harry.

Louis felt his eyes well up again and quickly brushed away the tears, ignoring the sideways glances he received from the other two in the car.

With shaky hands, Louis popped open the side compartment of his phone and withdrew the SIM card. Rolling down the window, he took a deep breath and threw the tiny chip into the woods of Holmes Chapel. Looking out the window at the beautiful scenery he'd come to love over the year, he allowed the tears to fall silently,

"Goodbye curly" he whispered.