Always Hurting (One Direction Story)

Tears Will Fall

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Louis's POV

After he was finished with me, Brandon left me alone, crying on my bed.

That was nearly an hour ago, and I hadn't moved since. I hadn't stopped crying either.

It hurt so bad. I felt so dirty. And sad. And angry. I hate Brandon a million times more now than I did before.

But what's even worse than all of that is Harry had seen us. Now he thinks I was cheating on him and that I actually wanted to have sex with that jerk! I didn't know how I was ever going to be able to explain this to Harry...

*Flashback*

I laid on my bed, watching Brandon put his clothes back on. He looked blurry through my tear filled eyes.

He walked over to me and kneeled down in front of me so we were face to face.

"Listen to me whore," he snapped. "If you tell anybody about this, and I mean anybody, I will kill your stupid friends. All of them right in front of you. And then kill you. And I know that if you tell anybody it'll be all over the media, so I'll find out. You keep your mouth shut. Got it?"

I nodded weakly.

After he'd left, I thought about what he said. I knew that he meant it, and he could find a way to get away with it. He is a horrible person, and that's just an understatement. Why did I ever have to meet him? Now I'm broken, Harry probably hates me, and I can't even tell anybody what happened or my four best friends will die. There would be no more One Direction. I would never let that happen. So I won't ever tell anyone. Even if it costs me my relationship with Harry...

*End of flashback*

I had dragged myself out of bed, got myself cleaned up, and left the house to look for Harry. I don't know where he went when he ran out after seeing us. I tried texting him and calling him but he didn't answer. I really hope he's okay. The only way I'll find him now is if I look for him. So I went to all of his favorite spots but he was nowhere to be found. I figured he was probably at home by now, so that's where I went.

It was dark when I arrived. I went into the kitchen to see Liam, Zayn, and Niall sitting at the kitchen table. They all glared at me angrily. I have a feeling they've been waiting for me for a while...

"Hey guys!" I said with false cheerfulness. "Why do you look so happy?"

"What the fuck did you do to Harry?" Liam snapped.

Wow, he doesn't waste any time getting to the point. "What do you mean?" I played dumb.

"He's in his room crying like never before," Zayn answered angrily. "He's absolutely freaking out. What the hell did you do?"

I just stood there, staring at the ground. I couldn't stand the thought of Harry crying because of me. That was the last thing I ever wanted him to do.

"How could you cheat on him?" Niall asked sadly. "He loved you so much Louis. Why did you do this?"

"I didn't cheat on him."

Well, technically I didn't cheat on him. But they think I did. And I can't tell them what really happened so I guess I have to go along with it...

"So he just made everything up then?" Liam asked skeptically.

"No he didn't... Brandon came over and things just happened."

"How could you do that to Harry?" Zayn wanted to know. "And where have you been all day? At Brandon's house on your anniversary?"