Chapter 3
Harry's p.o.v.
I dreamt of me and Louis walking through London, hand in hand with the public looking at us. I didn't care but I could see Louis' uneasiness. At that moment I turned him to face me and I kissed him.
Perfect.
I woke up. The clock read 12:30pm. I guess I slept in. I went to check my phone. Ten missed calls from Louis. I called back immediately. When he picked up a frantic Louis answered. I calmed him down soon after. He was mumbling about the date. I that came out of my mouth was
"Did you enjoy it?"
A long silence came after.
He broke it with a simple 'no.'
I hung up.
I got up and into the shower.
Thoughts ran through my mind like the water ran down my back. I got out and looked into the mirror. My eyes were darker then usual. I felt a pain on my arms. I looked down and my wrists were a crimson red.
Last night was kind of a blur after Niall left. I guess I was intoxicated with alcohol, because I know only the other side of Harry would do this.
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