Past, Present, No Future. (Harry Styles)

73. Emotionless Conclusions

Liam had once quoted from my book about farewell being something far too negative and how he thought it was rubbish. But now that I think of it, it was in our situation at the time. The situation of us seperating and going our own paths, but still be one. In this case, farewell was a negative thing, it was something I didn't want; I feared it. And now that it happened, it pained me. Pained me so much that the thought of others being aware of my weakness made me uneasy.

I turned off the running shower water, pulled away the curtain, and grabbed my towel from the rack to wrap it around my body.

Turning the knob to the bathroom door walking out about to go out to tell Louis the shower was open so he can wash the chlorine out of his hair from swimming.

Looking up I saw Louis by the door to his room and someone I didn't plan on seeing in a long time.

"What the fuck is this?" Harry said looking at me and to Louis.

"Harry" I breathed out, "W-what are you doing here?"

"Did you two shower together?" Harry asked sounding disgusted.

I looked at him confused and realised I had forgotten that I had a towel wrapped around my body and Louis as well on his waist, but we didn't. He was swimming.

"Harry, no" I tried to explain looking at Louis for help.

"Vanessa, don't fucking lie" Harry glared at me, "I wanted to talk to you, to see you but you're already moved on sucking some other prick's dick?" his glare turned to Louis.

I looked at him hurt to the fact he would think I would do that, I want to talk as well.

"Harry, I-" I began, trying to let out the words but he kept interrupting.

"It's been four weeks Vanessa, and all I could ever think of was you and if you were okay, and this entire time you've moved on"

I looked at him, the hurt turning to anger. I opened my mouth but having another voice come out making me more angry.

"Harry let me-" Louis began to say.

"I really don't want to hear about your relationship" Harry replied, "I hope you guys are happy, I guess" he said and I was to point of not even trying to explain myself anymore.

Harry turned around about to leave through the door when he turned around looking passed me instead of at me, "By the way" he began, "I brought you this"

In his hand was my book, making my heart race he put it down on the floor then walked out the door leaving me and Louis staring at the book he had put down.

Now, I was really angry.

Louis looked at me and at my clenched fists, "Are you okay?" he asked walking torwards me.

"You were in the pool" I said, "All I did was take a shower, and you were in the pool" I said calmly.

"Vanessa..." Louis looked at me with worry.

I walked over to my book, picking it up, and staring at it for a moment before I let out a loud groan and stomped my foot, "He can't just do that!" I yelled having my voice echo, "He can't just come back to return my book, and jump to conclusions like that!"

"I wanted to talk" I continued, "I wanted to talk to him, I admit I had a small ounce of excitement seeing him here and now..." I stopped.

I sat on the first step of the stairs and began to breathe a bit heavier as I continued to look at my book.

"I hate him!" I screamed, "I hate him so much" I yelled again, "Words cannot explain how much I fucking hate him!"

Louis stayed silent as he looked at me.