Louis hadn't left his room since yesterday. He didn't want to. He hadn't eaten, and barely sleep. It was a shock Harry did this to him... He thought it was all planned out.

He would have been second best for Harrys attention, but as long as he was first in his heart, it didn't matter.

He can't belive Harry did this. He thought they were meant to be. But Harry didn't see it that way, did he?

Maybe Louis wasn't good enough...

He doesn't know, all he knows is Harry isn't his anymore, and he will be getting married to his mum soon.

Jay is back today... Which is great. Louis means it too, he missed him mum, and he doesn't think he could stand being around Harry alone. But he doesn't know if he'll be able to handle them being all loved up either... It worries Louis, a lot. Because he though Harry, and him would last. But obviously it wasn't meant to be.

-*-

Louis hears a knock on the door, he burries his head further into the pillow, not wanting Harry to see the tears still falling from his eyes.

"Lou? Can I come in?" it's Jay. Louis quickly sits up, and wipes his eyes. He wasn't expecting his mum to be home so soon.

"Yes," he says, voice cracking, and husky from sobbing most of the night. He was hoping Harry would've came to check on him... But he didn't. He obviously didn't care enough.

Jay opens the door, and smiles at Louis. She notices his eyes are red, and hair is messed up. He is very pale, and looks quite sick. "Are you okay?" she asks, concerned. She walks over to him quickly, pulling him into a hug. Before resting the back of her hand onto Louis' head. "You don't feel hot..."

"I'm okay, mum. Just feel a little unwell. Nothing to worry about." He smiles at her, trying to stop her from worrying.

"Okay, good, Lou... I'm going to make some lunch, would you like anything?"

Louis shakes his head, but his stomach diceives him. It growls, as Louis clutches it.

Jay laughs, "I'll make you something, Lou. See you soon."

-*-

After lunch, Louis had gone back to his room. It was awkward... Harry was there too, and look so upset... He kept giving Louis these pleading eyes whenever Jay was distracted. Louis just looked down at his food, which he was having trouble eating.

It's around ten o'clock at night now, and Louis decides he should probably leave his desk, and go to bed to sleep.

Louis gets into bed after turning the lights on, and gets on his phone. He messages Bentley.

Bentley:
He chose her. After everything he chose her.

He put his phone down, and sniffs quietly. After a while of silence, Louis hears a loud crash from down stairs, ans his mother giggling he rolls his eyes. She probably dropped something.

But Louis is proven wrong when he hears his mother moan. His eyes widen. No. This can't be happening.

And then Harry moans. Louis chokes back a sob. Why would Harry do this?

"Fuck, Jay!" Harry moans, and Louis can hear the headboard thumping the wall, as well as his mums moans.

Louis presses his face against the pillow, and cries loudly. Body wracking with the force of the crying.
He just wants to scream. The man he loves is fucking his mother.

He feels used, useless, played. Harry never loved him. He just wanted him until Jay came back, well that's what Louis thinks anyway.

___________________________
I hope you liked this chapter. Sorry I didn't get around to updating yesterday, I had school, ans I was really tired after it. 💚💙