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Louis POV

I wake up slowly feeling hot and sweaty. The sun is pouring through the open balcony door straight onto my face. I screw my eyes shut against the bright light and let out a groan, rolling over and throwing a pillow over my face.

I let out a sigh as I the inevitable pull of consciousness takes over despite my attempt to fall back asleep. I become more aware of my surroundings - eyes still shut - but I'm starting to notice a strong smell assault my senses. 

I wrinkle my nose at what smells like cum and suddenly sit up as the past few days come crashing back over me. My heart beats fast in my chest as i look at the state of the room and realise that my heat must be over.

The pillow I had over my head has a number of dried (and not so dried) cum stains over it. 

Gross

I throw the pillow of the bed and wipe my hands on the sheets - only to realise that these too are covered in sticky substances. I sit there for a few seconds, hands suspended in the air, looking at the mess i'm sitting in.

"Well this is disgusting" I mumble to myself. "I need a shower" 

I'm feeling increasingly uncomfortable as my body starts to notice how dirty and sticky my body is with sweat, cum and... is that lube? I poke at a slimy blob on my thigh. Yep... that is definitely lube.

I let out a dramatic sigh, throwing the sheets off me and heading to the shower. I'm already naked so I hop in the shower before it fully warms up, tensing slightly as the cold water first hits my skin. 

Once the water is warm enough, I hop in fully and go straight for the shampoo. I wince as I feel how gross my hair is. Maybe I need to wash my hair twice to be sure. After that I scrub my body, feeling wonderful as all the grime washes down the drain. As the soap washes of I notice some marks on the top of my thigh.

My mouth goes dry and my heart drops into my stomach as the memory of how those got there came back to me. 

Harry came. I remember he was on the balcony - how did he even get there?! My memory of that particular instance is very hazy and I would almost think it was a dream. Except I have a VERY clear, strong memory of Harry walking away from me. Telling me he can't do this with me.

He can't do this with me

Those are the words that have tormented me since he left. I have never felt so spurned in my life.   I don't know what happened but I do know that my omega has been distressed ever since. The mere thought of Harry right now sends a wave of hurt through my body and I feel tears burning my eyes.

Why would he do that to me? If he didn't want to, why did he bother showing up? I am so confused right now and I feel like he may have been taking advantage of me? Maybe? 

I turn off the shower harshly. The hurt is turning into anger. I hop out of the shower and dry myself, wrapping the towel around my waist and head back to the room to find some clothes. The whole time my mind is consumed with thoughts of why he did that.

I find a pair of sweats and a shirt that are clean and put them on. The voices in my head are getting louder. Telling me he left because you're not good enough. That he wouldn't want you anyway - it was only because you were in heat. 

My throat is tightening and it's getting hard to breath. I feel so fucking useless! My vision blurs as more tears run down my face and I can't breath just like on the plane. The plane where Harry calmed me down. FUCK!! I don't understand him!!

The next thing I know, someone is holding me tightly and talking to me. I focus on their voice and try to control my breathing. My hands are gripping my hair on either side of my face and I'm on the floor, sitting in a kinda foetal position against a chest who I know now belongs to Niall.

"It's ok Louis. I'm here, I got you. You'll be ok. Just breath" 

Niall's soft voice keeps talking to me and I slowly manage to calm myself down. I drop my hands from my hair and grab onto his shirt, burying my face in his chest and breathing in his scent. He is releasing calming pheromones and they seem to be working. Niall tightens his arms around me and runs a soothing hand up and down my arm. 

After a few minutes, or hours, who knows, I finally push myself out of his chest, sitting cross-legged on the floor and looking at my hands in my lap. I've just made a fool of myself yet again in front of him.

"Lou.. did you want to tell me what's going on?" He uses a soft voice still and I know if I say no.. he will understand.

I glance at him and feel the burn of tears threatening again. He looks a little worried and I can tell he is trying to remain calm for me. 

I wrap my arms around my stomach. "I'm so confused Niall. Everything has happened so fast and I don't know what to think anymore!" 

"Is this about you being an omega or.. or something else?" The way he says that makes me think he knows something about what happened between me and Harry.

"I mean yeah.. the omega thing has definitely thrown me. So many things are happening and I don't know what any of it means. Im feeling things that I have never felt before - is that normal?" 

I look at him with worried eyes and he scoots closer to my side and wraps an arm around me. 

"Look Louis, I have known I was omega for years now so I don't know what it's like to not know.. because it all seemed natural for me" I nod in understanding as he continues. "What I can tell you though is omega's crave the attention of an alpha, someone who will protect them and care for them. Sometimes, especially during heat, those feelings become so strong that it is very hard to fight them, or even realise that it's purely instinctual and mistake can happen. That's why it's so important to have clear boundaries with any alpha that spends your heat with you." 

I grip my sides tighter as the weight of what he said sinks in. "So.. I take it you know that.. that Harry.. was here then?" I don't look at him because my discomfort in the topic is clearly evident in my voice. 

"Well yeah. I mean I spent nearly 10 minutes trying to knock your door down to stop him, and you, from doing something that was based purely on lust" I chuckles a little as he recalls that day. "But once he was in your room - there was no way I was going to risk angering a horny alpha but I've been so worried that things would go bad so I'm glad to see your ok, and don't have a bond mark on your neck. 

He smiles a big grin but I don't feel happy. Instead I shrink into myself a little more. 

"He left me Niall. He left my lying naked on the bed after I practically begged him to.. to take me." My voice is small and shaky, hurt welling in my chest. "Do you know how much that hurts? Why would he do that?"

Niall sighs and sits back a little. "I don't know Lou. To be honest the only time I've seen Harry since that all happened was about an hour ago. He dropped by, looked like hell too, and said he needed to talk to someone. He was the one who told me that you were having a panic attack. He must've sensed it or something.. he left once I said I was coming to check on you" 

The hurt is replaced by anger. Anger that he left me. Anger that he came here but didn't try to talk to me. Anger that he thinks he can just walk out of here after what he put me through.

Niall must've sensed my change in mood because he gripped my shoulder with a firm hand.

"Louis.. what you are feeling right now is understandable. But you need to understand that it's just a side effect of what happening during your heat..

"HE LEFT ME NIALL!" I yell, cutting him off. My chest is starting to rise rapidly as rage sets in. "He left me!"

Niall jumped a little at my outburst his hand leaving my shoulder. 

"Listen to me Louis" he says in a stern voice. I narrow my eyes at him but say nothing, allowing him to continue.

"Harry did the right thing by leaving. It was your first heat. Have you and him even talked about how you feel about each other? What would you be thinking now if he accidentally bonded you for life? You would be stuck together and probably end up hating each other!" Niall's voice gets louder towards the end of his tirade.

I mean yeah.. logically Niall's right. But the feeling I have is so overwhelming that I don't want to admit that his right.

He lets out a puff of air, consciously relaxing his muscles as he does and looks at me again.

"It's a complicated situation ok? When an omega feels rejection from an alpha, it takes over the 'human' (he uses air quotes) rational thinking. An omegas emotions are very strong so you need to really think about what you want to do. From your point of view, and not based on what your omega is feeling right now"

I just glare at him. I know he is trying to help but I really just want to slap Harry across his stupid alpha face.

Niall stands up and heads back to the door, leaving me with one final bit of advice before closing the door behind him

 "You and Harry need to talk this out"