lust // h.s.

Regret

This chapter will be really short because I'm writing in a different POV. This'll be difficult so don't judge! x

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( Harry's POV )

As Louis' fist connects with my jaw I snap back into reality.

"You can't just take it out on her Harry!" Louis shouts loudly.

I can feel my jaw pounding harshly, "Do you hear me?" He asks, and pushes me.

"Do you fucking here me?" He yells again.

I'd never seen him so pissed.

I don't answer.

He pushes be again, "Answer me!"

"It was a fucking mistake! You make them too, everyone does!" I shout, running my fingers through my hair.

"That was a big mistake Harry, a huge one-"

Interrupting our yelling, Danielle bursts through into the kitchen.

"She's gone."

No.

I push past her and run up the stairs and into her room, as I fly through the door I see an open window.

"Fuck." I mumble, hurrying to the window.

She's gone.

She's fucking gone.

I step closer to the window and hear a slight crack beneath my foot.

As I list my foot, I see a small orange bottle.

No. No. No. No.

I slowly pick it up, my fingertips trembling and read the label.

'Anti-depresent

Harry Styles

Take one a day

Take with food and water'

I feel the tears rushing down my cheeks.

As I feel my cheeks being engulfed with tears, the determination sets in.

I'm finding her.