Louis laid awake next to a completely naked Harry. He couldn't believe what he had gotten himself into. Why he do this? He looked down at the sleeping pop star. God, he was cute. Louis cuddled next to him and kissed Harry's face.
"I love you," Louis confessed to the sleeping boy and laid his head on his shoulder.
Just then the doorbell rang through the house waking Harry up from his slumber. He rose from his ed sliding his jeans on as Louis sat up and watched the half-naked Harry in front of him.
"Leaving again?" Louis pouted. Harry grew more uncomfortable, why does e keep doing this.
"Louis listen okay," he told "last night was great okay," Louis stopped listening he had already heard this speech a million time before. He felt heartbroken again and stupid in believing that maybe this time it'll be different. Maybe this time Harry won't have to be drunk to love him anymore.
"So friends?" Harry smiled. Even though this scene has been repeated many times before, this one was different because, this time, Louis doesn't forgive him. He just turns his back and starts putting on his clothes.
"Lou," Harry pleaded reaching out to grab Louis' shoulder only to have Louis push his hand away.
"You know what Harry," Louis began feeling anger in his gut grow, "you can not use me like this."
He did it, he stood up for himself. Louis walked out of the house leaving Harry alone in his bedroom. Walking past some random girl he didn't know. She was probably another PR scheme from management. Louis didn't speak to her on the way out. He knew that if he was to speak, he'll probably cry.
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FanfictionLouis was struggling. After Zayn's departure and One Direction's break up Louis had slipped in a deep depression. He feels a abandoned by his ex bandmates and completely lost in his life. He's takin' up drugs and alcohol to fill the void in his life...
