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I thought about our last kiss, how it felt, the way you tasted.

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He didn't leave his room for the next two days. He ignores his mums banging on the door and his fathers threats to kick it down if he didn't come out. He ignored his phone, he ignored Liam. It wasn't until Friday night that he heard the doorknob move- he didn't even move from where he had been lying on his bed.

Liam walked in and sighed. He threw the object that he'd used to unlock Louis' door.

"I'm not even surprised." Louis muttered.

"Lou, it's been two days...you're still in the same clothes from when I last saw you! Your mum says you haven't eaten as well, what the hell?" Liam asked.

"There's no point." Louis whispered. His voice was hoarse and his head was throbbing. "I can't stop thinking about him Liam, I try to do something and I'm just reminded about I messed up."

"That's just pathetic." Liam rolled his eyes.

"I know." Louis mumbled.

"You made a mistake, a huge one. Harry will come around. If its supposed to work out, it will Lou. Let him cool down enough and try talking to him once more. He loves you. And if you really love someone those feelings won't just go away so easily."

"Yeah, but- how is he?" Louis questioned. Liam hummed in response. "No, really Liam. How is he?"

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And even though your friends tell me you're doing fine.

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Liam sighed heavily, his shoulders slumping forward. "He's been hanging out with this girl. Jen. They're sort of best friends now. He sits with her at lunch and you know- friends stuff, but that's it. Friends Lou."

"So he's doing okay, is what you're saying? He's found himself a girlfriend. It's been like three days, and he's- okay never mind that but What?" Louis sat up and instantly hated himself more for it as a wave of nausea overcame him.

"No! She's a friend. Lou, come on! What I'm saying is, he's trying not to sulk about it. It happened. Now, you need to move on. What's the point of sulking? Is it going to change the fact that you cheated on Harry? No. It'll only continue to hurt you."

"I didn't cheat on Harry. As far as I knew, we were over."

"Whatever you say. But honestly Lou, and if he does move on-" Liam hated himself for his choice of wording the minute he heard Louis' sharp intake of breath. "Well, then. I'm sorry. But that's life."

"You're right. Ya know I know you're right. But- I just think about how kind he was to me from the start. How he only ever cared for me and tried to make me feel happy and make me smile and all I ever repaid him with was by lying and hurting him. I'd be fine if we never got back together again, I just want him to know that I am sorry. I just need to hear that he's forgiven me, and I'll be okay. Because, I don't think I can live with the fact that he hates me."

"Give it time. For now, let it be." Liam assured him. "He's angry and hurt. He will learn to let the pain go, and when he does and he opens his doors once more you can try and talk to him. But, it's up to him Lou. Not you. And if he never decides to speak to you again, know that you will be able to overcome it. Please, no more crying. Put on your good jeans and a nice shirt, I'm taking you out for some food."

Louis smiled at Liam, his heart rising a little at his kind actions. "I don't deserve you as a friend."

"You're right, but, I'll always be here for you nonetheless." And Liam hugged him. Louis sighed contently, and although he tried to feel okay, he knew it would be a long time before he could know what feeling okay was like.

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Sometimes I start to wonder, was it just a lie?

If what we had was real, how could you be fine?

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This dumb town with its small selections of restaurants. Louis tried to bury himself in a booth, while Liam apologized over and over again and insisted that they could go somewhere else.

"It's okay." Louis whispered, but it wasn't. It wasn't okay. Not even a little.

He tried to keep his eyes glued to the table but- his ears were tuned to the chatter of the table only a few rows beside them, and towards the front.

"Oh, please!" Harry chuckled. "I could take you any day." The group around him laughed.

"Sure Harry!" Came the response.

"Yes. He could. I believe him." A soft voice piped up.

"Oh shush Jen! You know Niall can totally take down Harry." Came a fourth voice.

"Now, now! Let's not get ahead of ourselves. Let's just eat some food before we go to the party later today. You know Amber only has beer and no food." Harry exclaimed.

"I'm so not drinking." Came Jen's voice.

"I'll drive you home, you know it already dummy!" Harry laughed loudly.

Louis' stomach twisted into knots. He was kicked gently underneath the table. When he looked up it was Liam giving him a concerned look. Louis noticed the waiter and he blushed.

"I'm sorry," Louis muttered.

"It's alright. What would you like?" he asked.

"Uh...you know. Chips and a burger?" Louis answered.

The waiter nodded, "and to drink?"

"Water. Thank you." And Louis sighed as the waiter nodded once more before leaving.

Liam sang a song underneath his breath, and Louis tried to focus on anything else that wasn't Harry's table. "Lou?" Liam asked.

"Hm?" Louis answered.

"You-you don't think you'll go under right?" Liam wondered.

"What do you mean?" Louis asked.

"Like what you said. I mean it's a good thing you won't care about what the dumbasses at our school think about you but at the same time...you are okay...?"

"Yeah. Yeah I am." And Louis looked up and his eyes widened,

Harry was kissing a black haired girl on the cheek, and she was pushed him away but the blush was clear on her face, even through her light brown complexion.

Louis found himself standing up, he faintly heard Liam telling him to sit down but he couldn't. He was pissed.

He walked over to the table, found one of the cold fizzy drinks and threw it at Harry's face.

"You asshole." Louis said through his teeth. "Fuck you, what the hell? You're giving me shit for sleeping with someone while you're over here flirting and kissing someone else only days after we break up."

"Yeah." Harry retorted as he wiped at his face with one of the napkins. "Say that sentence again and see how stupid you sound. I haven't done shit. I'm hanging out with my friends. With Niall, Sarah, Jase, Logan, Penny, and Jen!" And Harry rolled his eyes. "Sorry- didn't know hanging out with friends was just as bad as sleeping with someone else while you're supposed to be in a relationship. So I kissed Jen on the cheek. You don't kiss your mum on the cheek? I do. Or what, are your lips only used on Zayn's dick."

Louis slapped him, hard, the sound resonated in the now quiet room. All eyes were on them. "So you're not even sad a little?"

"See. I was." Harry emphasized as he rubbed at the print on his skin. "But then I realized why, why the fxck should I be hurting when it was obvious you never gave a damn about me or had enough respect to not lie even once."

"Harry." Jen whispered.

Harry ignored her. "No, Jen. Come on guys. Let's go." They all started to get their things, all throwing in some notes on the table. "Fxck off Louis. I mean it. I don't give a damn about you, not now and not in the near time future. You broke my trust and that's not something I give to anyone. I gave you everything- and I won't ever forgive you for what you did. I mean it. Fxck off. Go be a slut somewhere else Tomlinson."

And if those words had been from someone--anyone else that wasn't Harry Louis wouldn't have cared. But, this was Harry. Louis watched him leave.

He watched his sanity leave with him, he watched Harry place a protective arm around Jen, and Niall glance at his direction only to look away.

"Lou?" Liam asked.

"What?" Louis demanded. "What the fuck now Liam?" He snapped angrily. "I want to go home. Fxck this." Liam nodded. He left some notes on the table. Louis was too pissed to see that Liam had paid for him as well, even though they hadn't eaten their untouched food.

When they got back home Louis went into his room. Liam followed suit but Louis shook his head. "I'll see you on Monday." He said instead.

"Promise?" Liam asked gently.

"Promise." Louis whispered softly.

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