I Love Everything About You (Sequel) (Larry Stylinson)COMPLETED

Chappy 12

_Liam_

"But HOW?" I sputtered out.

"Liam...I've known you for a little while now...and your as transparent as a sheet of glass. Idiot." He laughed. I grumbled something, then went to sit up.

"Ouch!" I cried out. I looked down at my bloody swollen knuckles. "Uhm, Z....I think I might've broken my hand. Once we finish this case of beer can we go to the hospital?" I asked. He sighed, gulping down the rest of his beer.

"Yeah. let's finish it on the way." He said, helping me up. We stumbled down the street, fully aware that is was going to take us two hours to get to the other side of town at the drunken rate we were going, but too out of it to realize that we could have called  a taxi.

****

_Harry_

"Rose...." I said into the intercom, not even picking my head up out of the pillow.

"Yes Mr. Styles?" She said, sounding like she was shouting through the system. Ouch, fuck.

It sounded so weird when someone called me that. Mr. Styles was the name on the mail that went to my Dad's house. 

"Any messages? And can you bring me some Advil?"

She didn't respond, but five minutes later she came in with a glass and the bottle. Ah, blessed blessed Advil, only you can take away this killer headache.

Not that you can do much for my heart.

"Mr. Montgomery wants to speak with you, and Taylor Swift stopped by to say hello. Also, so did Liam Payne about two minutes ago." I spat out the water.

"What? Payne! Where is he, send him in!" I said, feeling happy for the first time in ten days. Liam, aw man, I could apologize to him about that stupid fight, and maybe he could tell me about Louis....

Louis. My heart wrenched. I hoped he was alright. I hoped he wasn't too angry, or upset. 

"Uhm, I'm sorry sir. But you specifically told me that no one without an appointment was to see you." She said nervously. My heart dropped with dissapointed. 

"What?!" I shouted. "ROSE, they're my bandmates! They don't NEED an appointment. fuck!" I said, jumping up and getting clothes on. I could still go talk to him, to the other guys...to Lou. I felt bad for yelling at her, because she had done nothing wrong- I had said that, but...well, I hadn't expected anyone of them to come and see me. I had left them, and been an asshole for nearly two months before that. But.... Ugh, I had acted so childish. But I was a jealous, selfish, entitled, horrible person, who didn't like how cuddly my boyfriend was with a girl- he knew how worried I was about losing him. When I heard hiim say he loved her...

I had overreacted, but it was too late. I figured if I was going to get hurt anyways I might as well break it off before he did. 

And even when I wanted to fix this....

that text message from Louis last night made it clear everything ws over between us. Again, my heart  ached, and I felt tears well up in my eyes. Up until this second, I had forgotten about that text message. I forgot how mad he was with me. How much he hated me. I had ruined everything. I stopped rushing around like an idiot, and pulled out my phone. Maybe I had been dreaming. 

Me:

Loubear....I'm so sorry... <3 Please can we talk? I want to  fix this so much.

                                                                      sent Wednesday, August 24, 1:24 a.m.