Cheshire Chatroom Continuation

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TW- mentions of suicide??

[Perrie's POV]

The last few weeks had been stressful. I was the kind of person who was always trying to help people when he had a chance to. I didn't think I was being annoying, I was just trying to be a good person. Louis looked so frustrated and confused, and being my boyfriend's best friend I thought I could help him. But since he had yelled at I suppose he didn't appreciate it at all. Although deep down I still thought he was denying the evidence of his feelings.

Over the last few days I had tried to give him space, because even though he didn't really mean those words, they still hurt me a lot. I tried not to be too fragile, but it really made me feel bad to know that all that time I had been just a burden to him, while I had instead thought I was helping him.

At lunch I saw Louis, sitting with Zayn and Niall. Zayn saw me and smiled, motioning me to join them. I really just wanted to sit with Jade, but I finally decided to just sit next to him. I walked over and kissed my cheek, wrapping an arm around my chest. Throughout the meal I noticed Louis' glances but kept busy talking to Zayn about the party we wanted to attend.

Later, walking down the corridors, I saw Louis walk out of a classroom. I could really feel his eyes on me and I glanced at him before hurrying over to Jade, who was waiting for me on the stairs. We headed to class and I felt tremendously guilty.

It wasn't that I was mad at him, but rather I just had the feeling that he was angry with me. Maybe I was one too many in his life.

***

"Bye love, see you tomorrow," Zayn said, gently capturing my lips between his before stepping out the door. I smiled. Even though a lot of people seemed to hate Zayn, he was really a sweet person. I hated him taking drugs and hurting Harry, but around me he was really caring and loving. I had thought of leaving him countless times, but in the end I never managed to convince myself to do so. I really loved him too much.

Sighing, I went upstairs and started doing my homework.

In any case, for some reason I just couldn't concentrate. My mind kept shifting to Louis. I felt there was something wrong. I knew perfectly well how he felt about Harry. He loved him, I was sure of it. He always looked around the canteen in hopes of finding him with his eyes and never paid attention to Eleanor. I honestly felt a little bad for her. He really liked Louis and he was just using her. Either way she was some kind of whore so she probably wouldn't have cared that much.

I understood that Louis might be scared, but he was handling it really badly. He kept acting like hiding the relationship could really fix everything, somehow, even if it really only created new problems. I felt somehow sad for him, but more sad for Harry. He had texted me several times and eventually also revealed to me that he was dating Liam. I was pretty shocked, because I had the feeling that Harry was using him as a backlash, and if Liam was dating him then I thought he really felt something about Harry.

So Eleanor likes Louis, who was in love with Harry, who liked Louis but who was with Liam, who liked Harry.

It was a big confusing web of love and honestly it seemed that only Niall, Zayn and I had our relationships under control, even if Niall's was just a crush. Someone was going to suffer, in one way or another. I just hoped it would all work out in the end.

***

I woke up numb to the ringing of my cell phone. Groaning I grabbed him and replied, "Mhmm ..."

"Perrrrrrie!" mumbled the person on the other end of the phone.

I stood up, confused, asking, "Louis?"