Gone
LOUIS POV:
For the 2 years that I ve known Louis, I ve fantazied about this moment, but TODAY IS REALITY! If this was my regular fantasy Louis would wake up happy, a changed person that confesses his love for me. But today, that person is nowhere to be found! Louis stirs a little in his sleep.
"Nn.." he hastily puts his hand on his head, scrunching his eyes in pain. My hearts beating out of my chest. "Glasses.." he mumbles, "Where are my glasses?" I dangle them in front of his face,
"Ah.. h-here." he takes them from my shaky hands.
"Mm, thanks." his voice is hoarse. Louis puts them on his face, he tenses, like something has finally clicked inside his head. He slowly narrows his eyes at me.
".. HARRY!" he reaches out to slug me and collaspes.
"Is the drug still affecting you?" I ask worriedly,
"Thanks to you I don t have the drug to blame!" he spits back,
"That's weird, I prepared you as much as I could.." I murmured to myself. His eyes go wide in shock, he throws a pillow at me and shouts,
"Pr-prepared? You arsehole! You don t even feel bad about what you did!" him attempting to stand up causes the sheets to fall off of his body. He hurries and covers himself,
"That's not true Louis! I swear to you I'm so sorry!" I say to my defense.
"Well in that case Harry, I need you to bring me something." he narrows his eyes again,
"And that would be-"
"Bring me a knife from our kitchen." his death glare never leaving his face. I feel the blood drain from my face.
"I'm not going to do that Lou." he looks around and grabs an empty bottle. He smashes the end onto the desk,
"Fine, I ll use this then. C'mere." Oh god he's serious! Louis swigs the bottle in my direction.
"Louis calm down!" he ends up over me holding the bottle high in the air,
"This time I won t miss!" I cover my face,
"Am I the only one to blame here?" Louis stops, "I mean, you're the one who was being insensitive." he drops the bottle,
"What?"
"You knew that I had feelings for you Louis, and you're always so carefree and careless around me." I swallow the lump in my throat, "And then letting me see you like that yesterday, there was no way in hell that I could've stopped myself." he looks at me in horror.
"I TRUSTED you!" his voice cracks,
"No Lou, it wasn't trust, you just didn't think I was worth bothering about!" Louis breath hitches,
"HOW FUCKING DARE YOU!" his fist comes across my face hard, "G-get out." I cup my cheek,
"It's my room Our house.."
"Shut up! I don t want to see your face!" his face burns red in embarrassment.
"I understand," I inhale a shaky breath, "I'm going to the airport early, I'll meet you and the boys later." I hurry out of the room grab my suitcase and wait outside for my taxi. I slide to the ground against the wall. I've really fucked up everything haven t I.
LOUIS POV
Fucking bastard, fucking twat, I trusted him, I- oh god, maybe even loved him. But not now, not ever, I never want to see him again. I pack all of my things before I head towards the shower, Paul should be here in a half an hour. It hurts to walk, he really messed me up.
"Ah.." I moan in pain holding onto the shower railing, he really did it this time.
HARRY POV
I have to distance myself from Louis while in America. It will be easy for him, since he hates me. I feel like a piece of me is missing, I know I ve ruined our friendship, and I know it will never be the same. I can t stop crying.
LOUIS POV
"Louis why were you limping?" Niall asks me while waiting to be called to bored the plane.
"I hit my tailbone." Niall believes me, but where is Harry? The plane is leaving in ten minutes.
"Paul, where is Harry?" Zayn asks our boyd gaurd.
"Harry's already left. I thought he told you guys." My heart drops.
"Harry left? When? Where? How!" Liam stands up digging for his phone in his pocket.
"Calm down guys, Harry told me he wasn't feeling well so he went on his private jet. He doesn't want to get you all sick." Why is my heart pounding out of my chest?
Flight 325 Departing for LAX
"C'mon lads, it s time to go." Paul leads us through the departure gate,
"What happened Louis?" Liam whispers behind me, I lose my breath
"I-I he-" I choke on my words,
"Here sit by me. He grabs my wrist and we sit alone away from the boys in the back. "What happened Lou?" My eyes start to water, I pour out all of my emotions, tell him everything that happened, everything that Harry did to me last night, the crude words we both said to each other today. He listens to all the details, he understands.
"I can't forgive him Liam." I sniffle, "But I don t want to lose him."
"When we get to America, you need to find him, he s going to distance himself Lou."
"I know that, I don t know what to do." Liam pulls me into a tight hug,
"You need to talk to him, clear everything, you can fix it together."
"I-I ll try."
"You can do it Lou, you can do anything."