i wake up with a arm in my face and i turn to see Louis, passed out.
"Get up!!" i whine to him. Nothing..

I poke his side and he only lets out a loud snore.

i sigh and walk downstairs to the kitchen, i grab a bowl and fill it with cereal, i grab the milk and pour it-my body freezes as i see him walking in. i drop the milk and it spills everywhere.

Louis walks in and pats Harry's back. Louis saved the day!!

"Wow!" he says leaning down to get the milk, but cries in pain from his ribs.
"I-I...i have to go" i run out the door, leaving them with a mess.

***
after walking for awhile i sit on a bench, my face is filled with tears.

"Cate?" i whip my head around and see Louis.
"Lou..you should be home, you have a broken rib-"
"I know, but i need to know if you were okay.." he sits next to me.
"No...Louis...I am not okay..." i sigh and think back to what drunk Harry said, "Simon told Harry to break up with me, the problem is if he really loved me he would have fought for me..." i say looking at my feet while i hold my own hand.
"He...Cate, did you ever think he couldn't fight back?" Louis asks resting his hand on my shoulder.
i consider it but ignore any possibility of me getting hurt again.

"Louis..i have to go visit Kat. And when she get's better I'm going back home..." i say, getting up.
"Okay, so I'll meet you at your house then? We can talk and maybe watch a movie-"
"No...Louis, I'm going back to the US. I have a friend in New York...I'll be okay." i say, both mine and Louis eyes tearing.

I get up to walk away when he grabs my arm.
"Cate, can I talk you out of his?" he asks and i shake my head no.

"Well..I'm going to miss you." he pulls me in for a long hug, i hug him to where his ribs won't hurt.