Stuck With You

Sequel to I Survived

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20. Chapter 19

Louis’ POV
 
My hand slammed against the wooden door causing an indescribable pain to shoot up my arm. I felt my face cringing at the reaction and the amount pain I was in. Everyone was still stood awkwardly in the hallway, watching me, observing my every move.

“What?!” I spat at them, turning to face the onlookers.

“I don’t know what you’re angry about, isn’t this what you wanted?” Liam replied, raising his eyebrows at me. I ran my shaking fingers, through my hair, he was right, just like always.

“That bitch.” Jenna muttered.

“Now is not the time.” Harry shot back at her. Look like I wasn’t the only one having trouble in love.

“But Harry-”
 
“No Jenna, just leave it.” He shrugged her arm off his shoulder and stormed out of the room, slamming his bedroom door shut so the whole neighborhood could hear. We all looked at Jenna as to give some sort of explanation but she just stood there.

“Seriously what is up with him?” Niall asked the question we were all wondering. Harry had been muter to all of us in the past twenty four hours, something was really up but he wasn’t willing to share.

“I think he’s just happy to see her gone.” Jenna smirked. I’d defended Jenna in the past but the way she’s acting now is making me hugely regret it.

“Jenna maybe you should check on him.” Zayn commanded rather than suggested.

“Fine, whatever.” She murmured before walking off in the same direction as Harry, not an ounce of enthusiasm in her voice whatsoever. Did she not care about the person she loved?

“Are you gonna tell us what happened?” Liam questioned.
 
“She just lose it.”
 
“Lost it?” Niall repeated.
 
“She was waiting in someone’s hedge.” I scoffed.

“What do you mean?” Liam asked.

“You know I said she thought she saw her sister?
 
“Yeah…” they all chorused.
 
“She insisted she had to find her and was sat waiting outside the house, which is when I arrived and she then dragged me to the front door. By this point she looked like she had been crying for hours or something.”
 
“Crying over what?” Niall interrupted.

“I haven’t got to that bit yet. This woman answered the front door and then Natasha started screaming and shouting for her sister. She looked like she was literally losing it, I was holding her back.”

“Was it her sister?” Zayn asked.
 
“How could it have been her sister?”

“Why would she start randomly screaming at a stranger?” Niall mused.
 
“I don’t know, she insists it’s her sister but that’s no possible.” I sighed again, squeezing my eyes shut trying to concentrate.

“There’s something up with that girl.”

“Niall you make it sound like she’s got some sort of mental illness.”

“Well maybe she has.” He replied. “People don’t just wait in a hedge and then scream at random people.”

“I don’t know what to think anymore.” I huffed.
 
“You don’t have to think about it anymore, it’s over, remember?” Zayn spoke in a harsh tone as if this was all my fault, but it wasn’t, was it?
 
“Thanks.” I muttered sarcastically before getting up and leaving the room, not in the mood to explain anything anymore. I can barely understand myself what just happened. This morning was so surreal, something has to be wrong with Natasha, I couldn’t help but think it might be depression or anxiety causing her to see and hear things, which clearly aren’t true. What are the chances of the same girl appearing in the woods and then at a house? I still didn’t have a clue how she found the house and those people, she’s clearly been up to something. But recently she had been distant; barely spoke a word to me. Any conversation we had was awkward or meaningless not like they used to be.
 
I walked into my bedroom into my room, what used to be our bedroom. Natasha’s stuff was still scattered about the place, which only caused me to groan even more, I can’t hoard her stuff forever. I slammed the door shut, resting hand on if afterwards. I took this opportunity to take a few deep breaths before facing the mess left behind properly. Natasha’s side of the bed was perfectly made from when she left this morning before I was even awake, my side however was a complete mess, like a hurricane had hit it just like my thoughts right now. What am I supposed to do know? I thought, resting my elbows on my knees. Was this really the end of us?
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A/N sorry if it's too short guys. I just didn't want to leave you with that big cliffhanger. Did you already see the You and I music video? I'm sorry if I haven't been updating lately, I was actually at the 1D concert in bogota last week. But this week promise to update more than 2 times.

 

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