"Previously:
I pull out of his arms and stand up while covering my face. "My-my old friend came over to help my Uncle with his car. The three of us had lunch and when my Uncle left....J-Jake kissed me" I stutter.
I watch as Louis take a deep breath and his fists begin to ball up, causing his knuckles to turn white. "I'm so sorry! I pushed him away when I realized what was happening and yelled at him. I kicked him out of the house after freaking out on him about having a boyfriend. I swear I didn't kiss back but now you probably hate me and I'm sorry. I was going to tell you but I didn't want to do it today or tomorrow but all of this guilt is building up inside me. I am so sorry for ruining your birthday and I understand if you want me to leave" I cry into my hands as he stays silent.
I walk over to my luggage and start fumbling with the handle. His silence is killing me right now and I'm pretty sure I just lost the best thing in my life. Him. I hate Jake, I hate my guilty conscience, and my whole life that has been turned upside down.
As I pick up the suitcase, an arm slips around my waist and turns me around. I stumble back as lips crash onto mine, leaving me confused. His lips leave mine and I only open my eyes a little as he says "Please don't leave".
His voice sounds almost desperate. I pull away and open my eyes all the way. I gulp as I notice the hurt in his eyes. "Why?" I whisper at his strange actions. "Megan, it wasn't your fault and you told me instead of hiding it which let me believe that it was true. I am a little pissed right now but mainly at that bastard for touching you like that. Thank you for being honest with me, that is all I could ask for".
His hand cups my cheek as his thumb wipes away a stray tear of mine. "I'm sorry though" I whisper. He shakes his head before leaning in closer. My eyelashes brush against his nose as he gently kisses my lips.
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