Louis P.O.V

As he hung up I softly whisper I love you.
He misses me but not as much as I miss him.
A whole month ago it was that i heard his lovely voice again. It got me thinking, what would I tell him? I don't know if I can tell him everything that happened. He probably stays up all it with so many possible answers as to what might have happened. I can tel no one else has the guts to tell him that he tried to kill himself and quite frankly i wouldnt either. I don't want him to know that he got pushed so far that he would think that leaving would be the only way out of the labyrinth of suffering. But it's his life and he should know these things. How would he respond to something like that and everything else? Sure it would all make sense but imagining the look on his face after being told all tis is not what I want to see.
What about our relationship? Am I still his best friend? But I wouldnt consider him my boyfriend anymore. Besides, I kind of met someone new and I'm so glad to have him in my life. We aren't together, yet. I'm hoping to be soon. I really like him and since I left and came here he's been there for me and is a close friend now. Meeting Blake was the best thing to happen since I came here. I still love Harry but I have to let him live his life now and he has to be happy even if that means I won't be by his side like I used to be.
My phone vibrate and I see that it's a message from Blake.
Would it be weird if I asked you out to dinner with me? x
I smile and I can't believe he made the first move. Maybe he likes me back. I try to say something witty back but i'm just so happy right now that I can't.
You're quite the clichè aren't you? I'd be happy to.
Dinner sounds pretty good right now since I haven't eaten anything yet but it sounds even better with Blake. It's just dinner but I'm determined to look good just so he can't keep his eyes off me and it will work.
**
It was a perfect night and just like I planned he complimented me various times and he stared at nothing else. Now at his house things got quiet and a bit awkward.
"Thanks for tonight Blake. It was very fancy and kind of you." Small talk should work maybe. I don't want it to be awkward between us right now.
"No problem, Lou. Can I tell you something? I really like you so I thought asking you to dinner would be a great idea so we could hang out. You know, just the two of us." He seemed really confident and as he told me this I started thinking a bit.
"Louis can I be serious? Every time you talk about Harry I get a bit jealous. He got to actually love you and be with you. But I think he's stupid for what he did. He was being childish and i'm kind of glad he lost you because now you're here with me. I want to make you forget about him."
I was shocked by his words. But here I am not doing anything as he calls Harry childish for his actions. He was glad that I left Harry. I don't want to forget him. I want what's best for Harry. I just stood there while he leaned in and kissed me but I just sat there and kissed him back. No, I shouldn't take this. I still love Harry. What's between me and Blake isn't love. I don't feel the spark like I did with Harry. Enough is enough. I'm done.
I push him away and start to get up, "I'm sorry Blake. I thought I felt the same way but I love Harry and I just can't forget him. This isn't what I want. Bye."
"Louis, no don't leave. I can help you forget him. I'll love you even better than that idiot did." He touches my shoulder and starts pushing me into his bedroom.
''Blake stop. I should go." Asking politely should work. He is kind after all.
"You're not leaving until I'm satisfied. Fuck Harry. You could be happy with me instead." He pushed against the wall and started to kiss me even more. It was no use trying to break free because he is stronger than I am.
"You look so pretty tonight Louis, but you'd look even better in my bed." As if pinning me against the wall and trying to make out with me was bad, he pushed me to his bed and was undressing me. The more I fought back the stronger he was getting. He was determined to not let me go without having his fun.
"Blake. Enough. Stop please." I didn't expect him to stop and he didn't. I was terrified of him now but I wasn't going to do nothing. I looked him in the eye and punched him in the stomach, then kicked him there too. He tried to hit me back but i quickly ran by the door.
"Tomlinson don't make this hard and just relax." Relax? This isn't what I wanted and i will fight to get away. I refuse to let him win. I looked around for something I could use as a weapon. Nothing was useful. I pick up the lamp and smash it on his head. I grabbed my clothes and ran out of his room and into the bathroom.
He was banging hard on the door insisting that I should come out and not be so uptight. I was so wrong about him. I put on my clothes and make a quick get away out of the window an I hope to never see him again. Not only was I terrified but I was furious. I was lucky to escape before anything drastic happened. This wasn't what I ever wanted.
**
Walking home took forever but I made it back. After all this thinking I know what I want. I go to my room and I pack my bags. I go downstairs to explain to my dad.
''Dad, I think it's time I went back. I can't run from my old problems. I'm moving back in with my mum. It was nice being here with you but it's time that i stop being a wuss and do something." I hug him goodbye. I'll miss my old man but I miss everyone else back a home.
''Alright son. Take care now. I'm proud of you. You can finally fix whatever happened back at home. You do what you have to do."
I opened the door and walked to my car. Then I was off back home.


Here I was standing outside Harrys house. Battling with myself to knock or to go home.
I could knock and tell him everything or go home to my mum and the girls and tell them. I think right now I should present myself once again to Harry. I was hoping he's remember what I look like. I think of him hugging me since I returned back for him and I won't want to let him go.

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