Two Directions

Chapter 3

"What the actual fuck Harry! I thought you had some respect?!"

Harry pushed Louis out of the way and said "Back off, man. It isn't any of your business!"


"Well I'll making it my fucking business if you're molesting someone when they're clearly telling you 'No'." He responded.



Lucy ran to the bathroom and locked herself in. She bursted out crying. Just as she was thinking Harry was the perfect man he needed to act up like this . No man is perfect she's realised. The thing is, Harry would be perfect if he just didn't drink, right? She took the thought out of her head. She wasn't the sort of girlfriend who would change her boyfriend just for her... She would just have to deal with this. It doesn't matter if a man isn't perfect. It only matters if he's worth it. But was Harry worth it?



Harry started tearing up in the other room. Louis for some reason got mad at this. "Are you fucking bipolar or something?!"



He slaps him.

"If you're gonna cry about it now you shouldn't have done it in the first place, you fucktard!"



Harry didn't respond. He just dealt with it. His best friend slapped him. He must have deserved it if it was from Louis - Louis never hit anyone.

Out of nowhere, Harry just cried his heart out. 



"Just go to fucking sleep Hazza. I suggest you sleep on the sofa tonight."


And so, Harry -who was still crying- stumbled to the living room and cried himself to sleep on the sofa. He hasn't cried in a while. It felt quite painful when he at first started tearing up. Yet when he released the tears it just felt good. Like he could finally release all his sadness and depression that was bottled up inside him. Him getting fired from his first job ,with Jessica as his boss, really fucked him up. So now that he lost the one he just got, he couldn't stand it anymore. He went to the bar and drank his sorrow and disappointment away; now look where it lead him.

Louis sighed and rubbed his temples. He slowly walked to the bathroom and knocked over-hearing Lucy still sobbing.



"H-Hey. It's me Louis. Harry's asleep. You can come out now if you want." he whispered.



The absence of crying filled the air and Louis head Lucy stand up and turn the lock. As soon as the door opened, Lucy flung herself onto Louis and hugged him. The man was in shock at first but awkwardly hugged back after getting used to it. Lucy felt secure in his arms... As if though nothing in the world could hurt her.



"Thank you, Louis." Lucy said.



"N-No problem..."



"No, Louis, that must have been a lot for you. That couldn't have been 'No problem'" releasing him from her hold.



"How about 'My pleasure' then?" Louis smiled and Lucy smiled back and hugged him again.



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Author's Note

Louis to the rescue bitch. Anyway, how you guys liking it so far, huh? I think it's not too shabby tbh. ;)

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