Song for this chapter:
Infinity - Jaymes Young
~ Pov Louis ~
I clear my throat and stand up. Everyone looks at me, some of them laughing. "I should go home, it's late." I bite my lip harshly as I walk away. Why would he say something like that? Why does he have to be so mean? Why does it hurt so much hearing him say that? Does he hate me that much?
"Louis!" I hear his voice coming up behind me. I ignore him and start running towards the door. "Louis! Wait up!" The first tear tries to leave my eye but I fight against it. My hand reaches for the knob, but Harry slams the door shut as it opened for a few centimeters. "I said wait up." His eyes look at me angry. "I just want to go home." "Fine, let me drive." "No. I'm going alone." "Louis, you don't have a car. How do you think you're going to get home?" I shrug. "I'll walk." "It's raining. You're going to get a cold if you do that." I roll my eyes. "Like you care."
I open the door but he slams it shut again. "I do care! Just let me fucking drive you home!" Leave me alone, Harry! I want to be alone, please..." He looks at me, a mix of annoyance and confusion crossing his face. "Just let me be. I need some time."
I open the door and this time he doesn't slam it shut. The wind immediately blows in my face and the cold rain patters against my skin, covering the tears that I finally release. I walk down the street and cover my mouth with my hands. A sob leaves my lips and I realize I betrayed myself.
I hear footsteps behind me. "Louis?" My tears roll down my cheeks but the rain immediately washes them away like they never existed. "Just leave me alone, Harry. Please..." Another sob leaves my mouth. "Are you crying?" Damn it. I shake my head, knowing that he can see it. "Louis..." I stop walking and let my head hang. I squeeze my eyes shut, pushing every single tear out of my body. A hand gently touches my shoulder. Anger rages through me. I turn around and push him back, making him stumble. But he finds his balance just in time. "What the fuck, Louis?" "Leave me the fuck alone! What don't you fucking understand about that?"
For a moment it's quiet. The only thing you can hear is the sound of the rain falling roughly on the ground. Drops run down our faces while we hold each other's gazes. My heart pounds. "Get in the car," he hisses with his teeth clenched. I sigh. "Harry, I want to be-" "Get in the fucking car, Louis!" For a moment I'm startled of his tone, but then I turn around and slowly walk away from him. Because sometimes it's for the best if you walk away from your problems and in this case Harry is mine.
The cold rain hitting me in the face makes me a lot more sober, more than I would want. "Louis!," I hear him calling my name, but I ignore him, as I should have done the first moment he started talking to me again. "Fucking hell, Louis! Come the fuck back!" I shut him out completely and barely hear anything outside his footsteps vaguely following me.
Before I realize it I get a push against my shoulder causing me to fall on the cold and wet floor. "Fuck," I moan. I look at Harry standing above me while I wipe away the blood running down my chin. I get up and give him push back. "What the fuck is your problem?"
I want to give him another push so that he would fall over, but he grabs my wrists before I can do so. Our body's touch each other and our faces are so close that I can feel his rushed breathing against my skin. His green eyes look into mine and it seems like he never lets them go, like he takes a piece of it and will never give it to me. It's like I can't beg him to give it back because I know I want him to have it. "Stop fighting, Louis. You're not going to win. Just get in the car." Frustrated I pull my hands away from him after I unconsciously looked at his lips.
He's right. I have no chance against him.
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I loved writing this scene! And the song just fits so good with it!
I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did :)
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