Chapter 30- Lies

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a/n: WHAT ARE THE ODDS THAT A GIRL NAMED NOELLE FOLLOWED ME ON TWITTER AND SHES A LOUIS GIRL?? im done omg.

Ok enjoy this chapter, bUT THE NEXT ONE IS GOING TO BE AMAZING. :))))

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"Didn't you guys break up?" Harry smirked.

"Ugh." I sighed.

"I don't know, I kind of like this whole idea Noelle has."

"Thats disgusting." Piper mumbled.

~•~

I was home alone, they all went out, surprisingly no one stayed with me. It was just then I got the call, it was all a lie, I wasnt getting any better.

"IM DONE!" I screamed.

I ran outside, to my luck Louis was just getting out of the car.

"Babe... Whats wrong? ... oh." Theres was an awkward silence "Come on.." He whispered grabbing my hand.

~•~

"Shit." Louis muttered. "Every fucking time."

I looked around, before i knew it I had people attacking me and Lou. Our tight grip was we almost immediately pulled apart. People were asking for pictures and autographs, they were passing me notes, for me and Lou. 'I'm just a sass account, I'm not even famous.' In a few minutes, I realized how insane and scary this actually was. I couldn't help but cry, I was terrified, and mad. Lou looked back at me, pushing through the crowd, he barley grabbed onto me. He picked me up, instinctively I wrapped my legs around his waist.

"Babe, dont worry, we'll be out of this soon." Lou whispered going in for a kiss.

I kissed him, then said "Now i look like a fucking beard."

Louis brushed the tears off my face before I dug my head into his shoulder blade. I heard a door open, then slam shut. There was a bunch of muted screams, but the loudest was from the girl behind the counter.

"Can you lock this?" Lou asked putting me down.

I took a glance at him, he had cuts- everywhere, his shirt was ripped up, as well as his pants. His hair was all messed up and I caught a glimpse of a few tears before he blinked them away. I rushed to the bathroom, pushing through the wooden doors, I couldn't help but think this was all my fault. I didn't completely take off my make-up, just enough to make my self presentable. I walked out to see Louis and the cashier getting on well. I walked in, I coughed to get his attention, but he payed no mind. I bit my lip standing next to him, but again, he ignored me. "Fine." I muttered.

I walked to the front door unlocking it, I hopped up on the edge of the window sill.

"Listen up!" I yelled. "On behave of the asshole in there, I'm pretty sure he thanks you all for coming and showing support, and I wouldn't count on him noticing you... I mean, if he's not acknowledging me, then I don't think he's going to notice you, I honestly don't care if you stay, I'm not, but you can. If he comes out you have permission to attack him, maybe that'll teach him a lesson." I spoke to the crowd.

~•~

My mouth dropped open, my vision became foggy from the tears that began building up in my eyes. "I knew it." I snapped throwing my phone down and running upstairs. With almost all my suicide attempts I made sure to leave an indirect sign some where so someone will come save me, because in all honesty I don't want to die.

"Noelle, Noelle, Noelle!" Harry raced on running after me."I'm sure there's an explanation!"

I rushed into the bathroom crying my

eyes out. 'The world would be a better place without me.' That one thought stood out in front of all the other ones. I unlocked the door and fell into Harrys arms, he didn't seem to mind that I was getting my blood all over his shirt, he just held me tightly rubbing my back.

"See!" I hiccuped into his chest. "I told you he didnt love me!"

"Babe, thats not true! He does! He offered to make his house into a psychiatric hospital for you! He doesn't want you to leave him!"

"Those are all fucking lies, its impossible to love me... he's probably tired of putting up with me... everyone is, including me. My life is like a never ending run, I'm so tired."

"Noelle...."

"No, no you don't get it, you're 'Harry Styles' you'll never get it."

He bent down to gently place a kiss on my forehead, "Come on." He spoke. "I don't want you to be here when he comes back, It'll cause more drama. Go get cleaned up, I wanna take you somewhere."

~•~

"NOELLE LISTEN TO ME!" Louis screamed.

"NO! NOTHING YOU SAY CAN MAKE ME FEEL BETTER!" I replied slamming the door.

I already pictured their faces when they finally pried the door opened. Absolute terror.

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