Why Did You Leave? (1D fanfic)

Georgia used to be really good friends with Harry. But then he left to audition for the X-Factor. Would he ever remember the friend he left behind? Please no hate :)


24. Hurt Again

Louis hasn't broken up with me yet, but I'm waiting for him to. I know he will. I'm prepared. 

I did my usual daily routine the following day. 

Wake up, breakfast, wash up, shower, get ready for work, leave for work, work, walk home, get changed into casual clothes, do the laundry, clean up the house then relax. 

It was the same routine for the whole week. Louis, or the band, didn't call me. Maybe they wasn't allowed to. And to be honest, Harry was upsetting me. It was expected. He deserved it anyway, the way he has treated me in the past. 

Maybe relationships just don't work out for me. Maybe it wasn't meant to be. I just have to accept that. 

I didn't sleep that night, I didn't sleep much any more anyway. Too much going on to be able to settle down and sleep. 

I woke up late, I didn't have work today. Somehow I had to find something to do. I ate breakfast slowly, trying to waste as much time as I could. I took my time washing up too. I decided to have a pyjama day, I wasn't going anywhere. I decided to watch TV and find something interesting to watch, I ended up watching New Moon. It was the only decent thing on. During the Edward-leaving-Bella scene my phone started ringing, it was Louis. He was going to break up with me. 

"Hello?" I asked casually, trying to stay calm. 

"Hi. Um we need to talk. Are you free?" He asked. 

"Yeah." I replied. 

"I will be over in five minutes." He said and hung up. 

"Bye." I muttered into the dead phone. I put it down and got changed quickly. 

The doorbell rang I went to get it. It was, of course, Louis.

"Hey. I'm sorry about -" I started until he cut me off. 

"It's not me you need to apologise to. Anyway I came here to talk to you." He interrupted.

"OK. What is it?" I replied. 

"I think we need to break up. It's just not working any more, how do I know if you're going to injure Harry and he can't perform for a while. It's not worth the risk. Plus, ever since you have come into our lives we can't get along and rehearsals are failing because of it. So I guess this is goodbye." Louis said, not looking one bit upset. I stood there trying to fight back the tears but the won. I can't believe he was blaming me for them not getting along and the failed rehearsals. 

"Harry is to blame too. He cheated on me!" I exploded. "Don't blame this all on me!" 

"I'm sorry, but you're part of the cause. Bye." Louis said and turned and walked back to his car. I stood there crying. I hate One Direction. 

I slammed the door shut and curled up on the sofa and cried. I got up and went to where I kept alcohol if my parents ever came over for a meal. I grabbed a bottle of red wine and poured a glass and drank it. I drank glass after glass until the bottle was finished and I was so drunk I couldn't even remember the boys' names and their band name. It was better this way. 

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...