Louis POV
I was pacing back and forth trying not to rip out my hair. The kids where with Anne and Robbin for the weekend. "I cannot believe you!!" I screamed.
"It didn't mean anything!" He shot back, he drifted off and looked down at his drink. we had just gotten back from a trip.
"You're drunk Harry!"
"I'm n-not drunk!"
"Get out!" I yelled.
"I'm not leaving Louis!" He threw his drink at the wall and pushed his hair out of his face.
"Then I'm fucking leaving!" I took my jacket.
"Let me fucking explain!" I said grabbing his wrist.
"Don't touch me!" I yelled pulling away, "I don't want to talk to you! Or see you!" walked out the room. "Dickhead!" I yelled from across the door.
"Asshole!" I heard him yell back. I broke down and ran out.
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Don't hate me :)
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