Harry's P.O.V.
After I saw Allison and Zayn making out, I rushed out of the house to a place that was sure to help me forget about Allison. The strip club that wasn't too far. I entered and sat by the bar. I noticed that the bartender was really good looking. She was tall and was wearing a really short skirt which really made her long sexy legs stand out. She had medium length, wavy dark brown hair and her face was so beautiful.
"You look upset, what's your problem?" she asked nicely.
"Girl trouble."
"Oh, how so?"
"Well I really like this girl, but I don't think she feels the same about me."
"What girl wouldn't want to be with a handsome guy like you?"
I smiled slightly.
"Well, her name is Allison."
"Oh," she seemed shocked.
"I'm Harry, by the way."
"Yeah I know, and I'm Kayla."
Allison's P.O.V.
Zayn and I were in his room, just talking. It was getting late but Zayn said that he had no problem in keeping me company. I was waiting for Harry to get home. I wanted to talk to him and see if he was alright as he had been gone for so long and no one knew where he went. Footsteps were then heard rushing up the stairs. If you listened good, it actually sounded like heels clacking against the stairs but I ignored that. We then heard Harry's room dorr open and shut.
"Well I guess Harry's home," Zayn said.
"Yeah, I guess so, I'll see ya later Zayn," I replied and exited Zayn's room.
I walked down the hall towards Harry's room and I almost swore I heard someone else in there with him but I thought it was just my imagination. I softly knocked on Harry's door but nothing happened. I turned the knob slowly and peeked into his room, only to find him and some girl half naked, full-on making out on his bed.
It felt like if someone had punched me in the stomach...with an iron fist. I wanted to vomit, and scream, and cry. I closed back Harry's door and buried my face in my hands as I struggled to hold back my loud sobs. I passed by Zayn's room and peeped in to find him fast asleep. He really was tired.
I ran downstars and out the door onto the front lawn. I didn't care if it was cold outside. I brought my knees to my chest and buried my face in them. Suddenly, I heard the front door open and footsteps getting closer to me. I didn't bother to look up though. Whoever it was took a seat beside me on the grass.
"I thought I heard someone out here," Louis said and I looked up.
Everything seemed blurry as my eyes were flooded with salty, hot tears. I looked at Louis for about two seconds and then resumed sobbing loudly.
"Aren't you going to tell me what's wrong?" Louis asked, scooching closer to me.
"Harry...he..." I tried to tell him but my sobs were uncontrolable.
Louis hugged me and pulled me closer to him and I buried my head in his chest. (A/N: Alouson moment!)
"It's ok, Allison, it'll be alright," Louis whispered while stroking my hair.
That's the last thing I remember before I drifted off to sleep right there in Louis' arms.
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Rays of bright sunlight shone on my face and I woke up. I sat up on the bed and rubbed my eyes, yawning. Wait, bed? How did I get here? And whose bed was this? The door then opened and in walked Louis.
"Hey there sleepyhead," he chuckled.
"Hi, what time is it?"
"It's around 9 o' clock."
"Oh ok."
"So, what were you so sad about last night?" Louis asked and came to sit next to me.
"Well, it's complicated."
"I'm all ears."
I told Louis about what happened and why I broke up with Zayn. Louis said that he totally understood. I was glad that he cared and helped me through the previous night. The only problem now was, how was I supposed to confront Harry? Should I even try?
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