The Tapes. || l.s (boyxboy)

Tape seven.

|chapter eight: tape seven|

Fucking Zayn. How could he do this to me? I thought we were friends? Did it never once cross his mind to tell his heartbroken friend that he was potentially the reason for Louis' death? He's a dick. A big fucking one at that.

"Excuse me?" I looked up to see the man from earlier looking at me curiously.

"Yes?" My voice came out as a squeak. Barely audible.

"You alright? That was some sprint to get out of here before."

"Yeah... yeah I'm fine." He raised his eyebrows at me and told me to go sit at a booth where it was more comfortable. I obeyed him and trudged to the booth furthest away from the door. My hands fumbled with the next tape and my anger slightly subdued when Louis' smooth voice filled my ears.

Welcome back! I know how depressing I ended that last one -even though this whole situation is slightly depressing.

Slightly?

Anyway, this next one is quite ironic actually. So the next person who's life I'm about to ruin is... drumroll please!

Drrrrrrrrrr -wow, that was stupid.

It's Perrie, Zayn's girlfriend. Hi Perrie. You can't see me but I'm waving. That was the first and last thing you did to me; wave. Do you remember? Probably not.

So this tragically beautiful and fucking stupid 'friendship' started the day after Zayn humiliated me actually. I'd heard that she dumped him after Zayn's episode with me saying that he was a dick and belonged in hell for all the cruel things that he'd done to me. And though I did agree, I didn't want to be the reason a relationship had split. So I went to Perrie one day and kindly told her that I was fine and she didn't need to hold a grudge against him as it was all in the past. I know, I'm an idiot. After my little 'confession' if you must, she invited me to sit with her at lunch. I wish I'd said no. You don't know how badly I wish to take back that move and just have said no and not worry about making friends with my ex-friends ex-girlfriend.

The first week of our friendship consisted of going out and causing havoc in the world -robbing small things from shops, vandalizing houses, let's just say that Perrie was adventurous and I'd wished that she actually liked me and didn't just want to mess with me.

The second week I introduced her to my parents when she came over. They thought she was my girlfriend and even though they made it clear that they thought this, she never corrected them. I thought she was just being nice, you know? Like, not wanting to be rude but it was all part of her plan.

I hope you feel bad Perrie. I hope you feel fucking horrible.

I went to her house on Friday. We didn't want to go to a party so we just watched films and ate all day after school. Up until seven o'clock at night, I was having the time of my life. Even though Perrie ended up being somewhat evil, she was still amazing company and I am so jealous of her real friends.

That's right, she is great company. My mind is racing as I repeatedly trace light shapes on the polished wooden table. Perrie? Of all people I never expected her...

So, at seven she went to the bathroom while I stared at the paused film wondering how I'd gotten so lucky to eventually have a friend that actually did things with me. That was, until she returned. I won't spare any details since you should all know what actually happened and not the twisted version of how I 'fucked her so hard without a second thought she couldn't walk the next day'. Most people would take that as a compliment but this only added to my slutty reputation despite my virginity.

She appeared at the doorway wearing a black lace dress that reached just below her bum. The dark colour contrasted with her pink hair that was placed expertly in waves over her shoulders. Matching black undergarments could be easily seen under her dress and her hand was lightly grazing the bottom of it as if trying to tease me. It wasn't working. She sauntered over to me and in my shocked state, I couldn't move. Her hands trailed to my pants and unzipped them slipping into my underwear before grasping my 'manly-hood'.

I can't take this. I pause the tape and call over a waiter who takes my order of a large milkshake with a nod. I try to keep my mind away from the image of Perrie touching Louis but it just wasn't working. My drink quickly arrived and I prayed that the cold could distract me from my vile thoughts. It helped momentarily before I realised that just sitting here wasn't going to do anything so I slowly reached for the play button and screwed my eyes shut.

It was her cold hand that brought me back to reality. I shot from my sitting position only to shove her to the floor. I was out of that house before she could even lift herself from the floor. I spent the rest of the weekend ignoring her and any further human interaction -especially my parents constant questions about what happened with you, Perrie.

By the time I'd returned to school the rumour that I had previously stated was already around half the school. Perrie was stood next to Zayn with his arm around her shoulder and a big kiss was placed on his lips when she caught me looking over.

So even though you turned out to be just like the rest, I'm really happy I got to spend those two weeks with you, Perrie. I really wish you didn't end up on these tapes but you know, it is what it is.

Have a good life and I hope you hate me even more than you did before. I really don't care anymore, it's not like I'll ever see you again.

My brain welcomes the silence and I dwell on the fact that two of my most favourite people in this town have just betrayed me in the worst way possible. Angry tears blur my vision and I almost jump at the sound of my ringing phone. Almost -I don't though because I'm a man.

"Hello?"

"Harry, dear, where are you now?"

"Hi, mum, I'm just heading to the park near Rosie's Diner. You know it?"

"No, I don't but your friend might."

"Friend?"

"Yeah, she says she has to talk to you or something, I'll just let her know where you are. Bye honey, love you!" She hung up before I could ask any questions about this 'friend'. I don't have many friends...