Louis' P.O.V

It's been hours since Harry's phone call, I haven't left the room since then. Eleanor has tried to talk to me, but I don't respond. I just want to be alone, I'm obviously meant to be left alone because the one true thing that I loved more than anything left me for another guy. I know I might be overreacting, but I can't find it in myself to tell myself that it wasn't my fault for Harry cheating.

Maybe if I kissed Harry more or if I told him how much I loved him and how much he meant to me. Maybe, just maybe he wouldn't have went out and kissed another guy. But of course me being stupid I didn't think about Harry not feeling loved because I'm a selfish prick and thought if I was happy then he was also happy. '

Maybe you did show him your love, but he really didn't love you back.' My subconscious butts in, I try to push away those thoughts but they always sneak their way back into my head. I swear if I keep thinking like this I'm going to go absolute bonkers. Maybe I need to go out and do something. Whiskey sounds good at the moment, maybe I can get Eleanor to come out and have a couple drinks with me.

Harry's P.O.V (Right after freak out)

"Harold, What have you done!" My mother yells as she opens the door.

She looks back between me and the hole in the wall. She looks like she wanted to flip out, but I think seeing me crying makes her calm herself down from making matter worse. She gives me a look of pity as she walks towards me and kneels down to become eye level with me.

"What happened, baby." She said as she smoothed out my hair, her doing that always seemed to calm me.

"I did something horrible, mum." I said as I held back the tears. She didn't say anything I guess she just wants me to tell her, "I kissed Nathan."

My mum was taken aback at me saying this. Her eyes widened and she stopped playing with my hair. She opens her mouth like she was about to say something, but closes it again. A few minutes later she finally spoke up.

"Harry, why would you do that?" She asked softly.

"That's the thing mom; I don't know why I did it. It just kind of happened."

"Oh so you only kissed him once, right?" She asked.

"No, I kissed him like 3 times." I said looking away from my mum's disappointed look.

"That didn't "just happen" you wanted to kiss him." She said.

I wanted to argue and say that I wouldn't want to kiss anyone else besides Louis, but then I wouldn't only be lying to my mum, but I would be lying to myself.