Cheshire Chatroom Continuation

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I woke up and frowned, finding no curls in my field of vision. Memories of the night before flooded my mind and I got up instantly, running into the hall. There were still full boxes scattered here and there and Harry was sitting on the sofa eating cereal and watching TV.

"Harry ..." I sighed, slightly nervous.

He cocked his head at the mere hearing of my voice, but his eyes quickly darted to the floor as he continued to chew his breakfast. I ignored the pain in my chest and walked over to him, "I know what I did was wrong ... but we needed that money and I couldn't let you freeze!"

"Okay, I get it," he whispered.

"But then why are you still angry?" I asked softly.

He sighed and shook his head, "I just hate the fact that I can't trust you anymore ..."

My heart faltered at his words, and I grabbed his hand in mine. I frowned though, he pulled back from that contact, "Angel, you could always trust me"

"It seems so obvious that I can't!" he gave me a dirty look, annoyed.

"You know, if you had told me I probably wouldn't have been so angry. I already hated that you took drugs, but now you go and sell it, the drugs! Did you pay for the apartment with that money? "

"Yes," I sighed, defeated.

He rolled his eyes, "Sure, it seems fair to me, I'm living in a drug-paid apartment ... I feel so dirty!"

"Please don't feel like this, I'll get us out, ok? I don't want to do it anymore, just ... don't break up with me ... you know I love you ..."
I pleaded with him and his eyes softened as I placed my hand on his arm, gently.

"I love you, ok ? Please..."

"I don't know... I just... need time, yeah? I need to think, "he told me softly. I nodded reluctantly, and he kissed me on the cheek before walking away to go change. I stood still for a moment then followed him to see him wearing a sweatshirt and then ruffling his hair. I grabbed some jeans and a black v-neck t-shirt. He left the room to take the bag. After I finished dressing I joined him in front of the door. He played with his thumbs.

He gave me a small smile and we left for school. The drive was embarrassing. Harry listened to music and I kept trying to start a conversation, but his answers were all in monosyllables. Arriving at school I turned to him, "Angel, I love you ..."

Harry was silent for a moment, then whispered, "I love you too."

A smile made its way to my lips and he blushed before getting out of the car. I chuckled. It was a good sign. He still loved me. I just had to get out of the loop with Spinner, but how?

                             ***

"Is there something wrong, Louis?" Perrie asked as soon as I closed the locker.

I gave her a confused look and she snorted, lowering her voice and muttering, "I know you're dealing drugs. Niall told me. Now tell me, why the hell did you think it was a good idea? "

"I was desperate! But now I'm trying to get out of it because I got into trouble with Harry and I'm afraid he'll leave me, "I whispered with a frown.

She coughed, "I don't blame him, of course you kept lying to him! This will be like the fifth time you screw up and screw it up, Louis. You need to review your priorities and quit drugs! "