A/N: this chapter has been sat ready to post for a while but then the 10 year anniversary came around before I had a chance to post and I needed to give the appropriate amount of time for my heart to recover. It still hasn't but it's bothering me really badly that this hasn't been posted lmao. Enjoy.
**Louis' P.O.V**
I head to the car park to see if Liam's there. Sure enough, there he is waiting for me. He has his back turned so I use it as an opportunity.
"Give me your money." I use my gruffest voice and poke my fingers in his back like a gun. He screams in the highest pitch I've heard him ever scream and he drops his phone. "Jeez. Calm down." I burst into laughter.
"That was so mean Louis!! Why would you do that?"
"It was funny!"
"Whatever Smurf." He grins smugly.
"I'm not that short!!" I exclaim and we head out the car park to talk somewhere more private.
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"So yeah. I fucked up bad. What do I do?" I ask after Liam and I have talked for an hour. We had bought some ice cream and were eating it as we walked.
"I mean, yeah. You really did. But how big can a petty high school band feud really be?" He responds.
"That's what I thought. Thanks Li."
"Obviously you need to tell Harry though. Like, soon. Or I have a feeling Niall will." We head back to Harry's around 6, as I had told him.
"We're back!" I call as we enter the house.
"What the hell happened today?" Harry comes rushing up to me, seemingly very angry. Did he know? Should I play dumb? Should I start apologising? Should I tell him to chill as it's only a band? I decided the first was best.
"What are you on about?" I see Liam glare behind me but I ignore him.
"Today. After school. I saw something. I assume you would know about it as it's your friend." Ok. He was definitely not on about the audition. But what was he on about?
"Seriously Harry. Chill. What happened? I have no idea what you're on about!"
"So you don't know why Zayn handed Z a wad of cash today?"
"He WHAT?" I yelled. They hate each other. What could they possible have to pay each other for?
"You really didn't know?"
"No. But I'm going to." I thought Z told me everything. I stormed out to find him.
"Louis wait!" Harry calls behind me but I ignore him.
To Z:
Where r u?
From Z:
Home. Why?
To Z:
Meet me at bridge. Now.
From Z:
Everything ok?
To Z:
I don't know yet. Just meet me.
I arrive at the bridge very quickly, rage boosting my walking speed. I sit down and Z shortly arrives.
"What's up Louis?" He asks.
I don't look at him. "Why did Zayn give you money?" I hear him gasp slightly.
"How-?" He begins but I interrupt.
"It doesn't matter how I know but I do. I know he hates you and you hate him so why the fuck are you passing money around? Are you like a druggy or something?"
"No! No. It's nothing like that. It's..... it's difficult to explain." I finally turn to him.
"Harder than explaining that a parent dying, being abused for most of your life until you finally leave after being sexually abused just to find out that your parent isn't dead but the other did die the day after you leave?" I'm trying so hard not to yell right now.
"I- I just can't tell you!"
"How bad could it possibly fucking be Z? Just fucking tell me!"
"Fine! Zayn's paying me to find out shit about the friend group. Okay? He's paying me to spy on you guys." It's my turn to gasp. "But you can't say anything or he'll kill me!"
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why does he want the info? Why did you agree to it? Why shouldn't I say anything?"
"I don't know. He won't tell me." He shifts slightly, suggesting he isn't telling the truth but I brush it off for now. "I needed friends and he only asked me when you came to town because then I could've made friends easier. And you can't say anything! Just.... please Louis?" I don't know what to feel anymore. I just get up and walk off. "Louis! Promise me! Please?" I flip him off whilst continuing walking. I need time to cool off. I need Harry.
I run home and get there extremely quickly. "Harry? Haz!" I call as I enter the house. I walk into the bedroom and see Harry staring at him phone. "You okay? What's wrong?" I ask.
"You auditioned for The Rogue? And didn't tell me?" He whispers.
"Harry-"
"How could you? Do you know how much I hate them?"
"No. I don't. I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I was planning to tonight. I'm not even going to ask how you know now but I frankly don't care. I've just got back from a very stressful conversation with Z and all I wanted was to get home and see my boyfriend and have a hug. But now I can probably guess that isn't going to happen because I auditioned for a band he has a petty war against for no reason. Ok? So save whatever you want to say for when you've realised how stupid it is to be mad okay? What's done is done. It is what it is. Text me when you're mature enough to talk." I reply, getting angrier and angrier. I do want to know who told him. I had my suspicions but I wasn't going to say anything. I know yelling at Harry so quickly was a mistake and immature on my behalf but I didn't care.
"Louis-"
"No. You can either tell me who told you know and we can talk properly later or just tell me later because I need some time to calm the fuck down. Okay?" He doesn't respond so I spin and start storming out.
"It was Z." I clench my fists so tight my knuckles turn white and I run out. I go to the tree house and I just bawl. Today was meant to be a good day. I remembered a coping technique from when I was overwhelmed from when I was younger and grabbed paper and a pen. I just started scribbling words on a page.
You gotta help me, I'm losing my mind
Keep getting the feeling you wanna leave this all behind
Thought we were going strong
I thought we were holding on
Aren't we.......
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Fanfic"By the time he had finished with me, I had curled into a tight ball on the ground, tears silently rolling down my face. I knew not to resist. The years of this ongoing pain had taught me that." It all gets too much for Louis and he has to leave. St...
