Cheated ➳ Larry Stylinson

Prolouge

Harry woke up the next morning and shielded his eyes from the blinding sun. This was not his house. His head was pounding and he felt like he was going to puke. He ran to the bathroom. He knew it wasn't a good idea to go to the club last night. He knew it wasn't a good idea to get drunk and have some bloke take him home. When he got done throwing up, he tried to fix his messed up sex hair back to normal. Then it hit him. Harry had fucked up. Big time. He sprinted out of the bathroom and ran into a blonde mid-20's man.

"Hey, last night was amazing, babe" the boy winked and grabbed ahold of Harry's hips.

"Get the living fuck off of me and don't you ever call me babe again, got it?"

Harry wiggled out of the mans hands and ran downstairs as fast as his legs could carry him. He slipped on his boots, almost tripping in the process, and grabbed his coat. The cold January air hit him as he opened the door and tried to get a taxi from the side of the road. When he finally got one, he opened the door and told the driver his address so fast he didn't even know if the man got it. He didn't care. All he cared about was getting home. Getting home to Louis. He went ahead and decided to check his phone, even though he already knew what he was going to see. 34 missed calls and 15 texts from Louis. He had messed up, bad. The only reason he went to the club was because Louis was in Doncaster visiting his family and he needed someone. Anyone. He couldn't believe that he had made the same mistake he made 2 years ago. The mistake that he promised he would never make again. When the driver stopped, Harry didn't even pay the man. He jumped out of the car and ran to the front door of his and Louis' apartment. We he opened the door, all he saw were packed boxes and suit cases. No. No no no no no. This could not be happening.

"Louis," Harry called out, voice trembling.

He heard loud foot steps coming down the stairs. When Louis finally appeared In front of Harry, Harry hardly knew it was him. He looked horrible. His eyes were red and puffy and had lost the sparkle that Harry loved so dearly. His cheeks were stained with tears. His hair was a total wrecked. He was wearing a grey sweater and black sweatpants and his vans. Harry just wanted to run over and hug him.

"Wow Harry. I can't believe you. You actually led me to believe that it was an honest mistake. I'm obviously not good enough for you, babe" Louis said, hurt visible in his voice. "And before you start asking how I know, Liam told me. He saw you walking out with the guy after his date with Sophia."

"Lou I swear-"

"Don't call me that, Harry," Louis said harshly

Harry was about to burst into tears himself. He couldn't believe that he had made the same horrible mistake yet again. He honestly didn't know what to do.

"I'm staying at Niall's until I can find my own place," Louis said coldly.

Harry was now starting to cry. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. He swallowing the lump that had began to form in his throat and tried to start talking

"Louis baby please I-"

"Just give it up, Harry! I trusted you one too many times. I thought you actually loved me, but since you've cheated on me not once, but twice, That's obviously not the case.

It hurt Harry so much to hear that. It wasn't true at all what Louis had said, but he was clearly to mad to hear him out.

"Niall will be here anytime now to pick me up."

And with that, Louis was hauling his boxes and suitcases outside.