Mean Tweets

Eleanor POV

I wake up to an empty bed. I look around and Louis isn't there. Where is he? I stand up and here people downstairs. I walk down the stairs and gasp. Louis and Harry were standing in the kitchen kissing one another.
My heart broke. I felt so betrayed.
"Louis?" I asked sadly. He turned around with an evil smirk on his face.
"Hi, Elawhore." Louis said looking at me. I felt a pang in my chest.
"wh-what are you doing?" I choked through tears.
"We came out." Says Harry.
"You were my beard all along and you were too stupid to realise!" Louis laughed.
"This ...this has to be a joke." I shook my head stepping back. "You said you loved me."
"Ha! Why on earth would I love you? Honey you're revolting." Louis chuckled.
"I...I." I felt stunned I didn't know what to say.
"Look she cut her arms." Harry points to my arms laughing.
"Aww come on babe." Louis said picking up a knife of the counter, cornering me. "You can do better than that." He yanks my arms and begins slashing them. I cry out in pain and betrayal. I try to run but he grabs my waist and holds me back.
"You can do better Lou." Harry says from where he's standing. I look at Harry even more hurt.
"You're right Hazz." Suddenly Louis jerks the knife up to my throat.
"Louis." I cried, "please." I hope for his eyes to soften but they don't and with a jerk of the arm he cuts my throat.

I wake up panting. I turn. Louis' gone. There's a note on the nightstand.

Off recording with the lads. Be back soon. Xoxo Louis.

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