I Write Sins... Not Tragedies (A Louis/Harry fanfic)

Part 3

Louis POV

"So is the wedding still on?" Lillian asked me meekly. To be honest, I didn't know. I mean I love this girl! I really did I was just... Disappointed. Maybe that's the word for it? I really didn't know what to think of it. I was in incredible shock and pain. Not only did my FIANCEE do this to me, but my BEST FRIEND. I seriously couldn't believe what I was seeing. BETRAYAL. To think! I was so sold on this girl! Well I love her... And I put in every ounce of trust I possess and what do I get out of it!? FU*KING GETTING CHEATED ON! My emotions are rapidly teetering between sadness and anger. I don't know what to think! HE'S MY BEST FRIEND AND HE DID THIS TO ME! I begin to wonder if he actually cares about me at all...

Harry POV

"Uh.. I don't know." He responded and quickly exited the closet leaving me and Lillian all alone yet again. As soon as he left her tears began to pour out like an April rainfall. She perched herself against the side of the small closet for support. I just kind of stood there. I felt tears coming on, but I tried my hardest to hold them in. Louis had every reason to be pissed, but I also had every intention to at least attempt to smooth things over.

Lillian POV

That was it! The man wasn't going to marry me! It took us two years to build that relationship up, and only five minutes to knock it down! Of course it was compiled over time, but I really feel extremely guilty for hurting the man I love in such ways... And I highly doubt he'll even consider marrying me now... I'm such a slut! That's the word for me! I'm a lying slutty whore! God, why do I screw everything good up?

Harry POV

Now I'm growing angry... With myself. I'm the biggest di*k this world has ever known! To do something of this nature to him is unthinkable.

Lillian's just over there, crying her eyes out and I can't help but feel sorry for her. Like none of this would have happened if I didn't come onto her years ago. You know, pressure her after she started going out with Lou...

Now my anger is adding up. I feel my face heat up like an oven at the highest setting. I storm out of the closet leaving Lillian by herself... I need to find Louis... NOW.