Ohhh, I miss the misery!

I've been a mess since you stayed,

I've been a wreck since you changed,

Don't let me get in your way,

I miss the lies and the pain,

The fights that keep us awake-ake-ake

I'm tellin you!

I miss the bad things,

The way you hate me,

I miss the screaming,

The way that you blame me!

Miss the phone calls,

When it's your fault,

I miss the late nights,

Don't miss you at all!

I like the kick in the face,

And the things you do to me!

I love the way that it hurts!

I don't miss you, I miss the misery!

    “Louis why are you moping, you should be happy you got out of that relationship,” Stine said.

    “You would think so,” Louis mumbled looking out the window.

    “Talk to me, what did he do to you?”

“How dare you!” Harry screamed.

“How dare I?! Harry it was just fucking coffee!” Louis shouted back.

“Just coffee? Really? They when would you need to lie about it?!”

“Because you’re just a jealous bastard all the damn time! I can’t even visit my family without you freaking out!”

“Maybe if you were a little more trustworthy I wouldn’t have to be concerned now would I?” Harry snarled.

“You’re unbelievable you know that?! I have given you no reason not to trust me, I’ve been loyal to you and you alone. Maybe you’re the one that can’t be trusted!” Louis fired back.

“Me?! You know you’re such a piece of shit sometimes Lou,” Harry said storming off.

“Don’t you fucking walk away from me!” Louis shouted throwing a plate that smashed against the wall by Harry’s head.

“You twat!” Harry said. “That could’ve hit me!”

“Good. You deserve it!”

Harry growled before grabbing the vase of flowers and throwing them at Louis.

“Asshole!”

“You started it!”

The two boys glared at one another. “Do you even realize how much you embarrassed me?”

“No, please enlighten me,” Harry said sarcastically.

“I haven’t seen her in 5 years Harry! Heaven forbid I meet up with an old friend. Things were going great, until you had to call screaming at me for the stupidest shit ever!!”

“It wasn’t stupid shit! You lied to me! I called Zayn and he said he hadn’t talk to you for over a week. So sorry if I got a little moody over the fact that my boyfriend fucking lied to me!”

“I haven’t talked to him because you make me put the phone on speaker so you can listen to everything we say! I have no privacy!”

“Cause you can’t be trusted!”

“Bullshit! You’re just a control freak! You couldn’t just leave it at the phone call either. No, you had to actually show up at the damn coffee shop and physically drag me out of there! You’re lucky I didn’t scream otherwise you ass would be in jail!”

“For what?! Being concerned?”

“For fucking abusing me! Harry I haven’t slept the past 4 nights because all we do is shout at each other. Not to mention the fact that for we’ve had the cops called on us 5 times in past 2 weeks!”

“Well, MAYBE SOME PEOPLE SHOULD LEARN TO MIND THEIR OWN BUSINESS!” Harry shouted making sure their neighbors in the building could here. He knew they were probably already eavesdropping, some ready to call the cops again.

“When people hear screaming and objects smashing that’s usually a good time to call for some help don’t you think?”

“We’re fine!”

“No we’re not!

“God why you have to be so fucking pathetic Louis! If you didn’t go sneaking around flaunting everything to the whole damn world I wouldn’t have to be so strict!”

“You’re not my fucking parents Harry! You’re supposed to be my boyfriend! You’re not supposed to have to be strict with me,” Louis said throwing his arms up in the air.

Both boys were panting and red in the face with anger. “I fucking hate you sometimes,” Harry grumbled.

“Believe me, the feeling is mutual.”

“Everything is your fault you know.”

“Really? We’re playing the blame game again? Don’t you think a lot of this is your fault?”

“What have I ever done to you?”

“Harry the other night you fucking kicked me in the face!”

“Well maybe next time you won’t come home late! I worked on that dinner for several hours and you couldn’t be bothered to show up!”

“I told you I had mail out those packages for work and you know how far the post office is and how fucking slow they are!”

“That doesn’t mean shit Lou!”

Louis growled, beyond frustrated by now. “You’re such a dick you know that!”

Harry lunged at Louis and once again fists were being thrown and screams were heard only to later be broken up by officers showing up at their front door again.

    “He didn’t do anything to me,” Louis said.

    “Louis,” Stine sighed. “How often did he hit you?”

    “Does that really matter? I hit him back, doesn’t that made me like him?” Louis asked looking over at her. He knew he looked crazy, like shit even. His hair was all over the place and he hasn’t shaved in a few days. He was wearing toms, sweats, and a baggy t-shirt that belonged to Harry.

    “He was the one who abused you Louis. You may have hit back, but he hit you first, he controlled you and put you down. He’s more in the wrong that you are.”

    “He didn’t abuse me. That was our normal,” Louis shrugged. “It was odd when we didn’t fight.”

    “Louis no couple should have that as their normal. Let alone have the cops called on them at least 10 times a month.”

    “Well, maybe people shouldn’t of called them,” Louis argued.

    “What if they weren’t called? What if Harry got a little too mad? What if he hurt you beyond repair?”

    “He wouldn’t do that to me. He loves me.”

    “He sure has a funny way of showing it then.”

    Things were quiet for a few minutes. “I’ve been thinking about calling him?”

    “Why would you go and do something like that? Louis you just got out a month ago, I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

    “What can I say,” Louis started smiling over at Stine. “I miss the misery.”

XX

A/N: Soooo, you like it? Kind of understanding what I mean about the set up? You won't really understand what happened fully until the end cause that's when I explain what went down and where Louis is right now and all that jazz. Hope you liked it! Vote, comment, and follow please!! x