When I heard the jingling of the keys, I quickly rose to my feet and set my eyes on the door, waiting for him to step in.
Time to drop the bomb.
As he strolled inside, I couldn't help myself from eye raping him no matter how nervous I was. Taking him in, my eyes got fixed on one particular spot, the zip of his pants.
I chuckled lightly and walked towards him. "As much as I enjoy the view Louis, you need to zip up your pants."
I couldn't read his expression. All I could figure out was was that there was a huge chaos of emotions in his mind. He just rolled his eyes at my comment and zipped up his pants without a sassy reply which had my mood dropping in an instant.
When he stopped right in front of me, I frowned at his almost glare. Taking a step forward, I placed my hands on his shoulder, to which he would usually react by circling his arms around my waist and pulling me impossibly close to him. But today, he shrugged my hands off of his shoulders, his gaze hardening.
Someone's in a bad mood.
"What's wrong? You don't like the way the apartment is decorated, do you? Or do you think I look slutty? I knew it. I'm just gonna go and cha-"
I was cut off by his cold and almost furious voice. "Why didn't you tell me?"
Did someone tell him before me? That couldn't be possible though. I didn't tell anyone about this. Not even my parents. I wanted to perceive his reaction before disclosing the news to everyone else. Even if he knew, this was supoosed to be a good thing. This couldn't be the reason why he is so infuriated, could it?
"What are you talking about Lou?"
His head snapped up so fast that I was surprised he didn't get a whiplash. His eyes held so much anger. They even started to get bloodshot. We've had our fair share of arguments but none of them made him this angry.
His eyes were so cold and emotionless in an instant. I couldn't help but gasp at the sight in front of me. I was totally unknown to the inducement behind this drastic change. I was so used to his warm, loving and affectionate eyes that I couldn't heplp but look away from his now, cold and emotionless ones.
"Dont play dumb! You know exactly what I'm talking about ! Nothing is good enough for you, right? You have no idea how thi stupid stunt of yours is gonna effect my life! Did my thought never come into your mind when you f**king did that? My life, my career, everything is on the line because of you!" He shouted in my face as he dangerously stepped closer to me.
I flinched from the harshness of his words and could feel my eyes welling up. I took a step back from him, my vision blurring with tears. He never used that tone with me.
"I was planning to tell you today." I said in a low, quivering voice.
He didn't want our child in his life.
This news made him outrageous. To say that I wasn't expecting such a reaction would be the understatement of the century. I was beyond shocked. I get that he has an indispensable career and all but this was his child. What could be more important than one's own flesh and blood?
"Don't even try to pull that crap! I loved you with everything I had in me! Thats what you give me in return? You've been lying to me all this time for that little peice of shit!" He spat furiously and his words managed to help vanish all the extra moisture from my eyes and I could feel my temper rising.
"Don't call him that! This isn't just my fault! We are both to be blamed for this! I don't get what the big deal is. Get your head out of your rear end and talk to me about this when you are not in such a shitty mood!" I retaliated.
But when I looked into his eyes this time, I wished i would've kept my mouth shut. His eyes held so much fury and were so distant that I highly doubted him being the person I have been in love with for so long.
"What?" I couldn't believe my ears. This could not be happening. I felt a tear slide down my face but i made no move to wipe it off.
"You heard me! Just get out of my house!" He yelled and I stumbled backwards with the shock of his words. When I made no move to leave, he clutched my arm tightly and dragged me outside the apartment.
All i did was gape at him with tears streaking down my face as he shouted the last words at me. "I never wanna see your filthy face again. You are dead to me. Get out of my life." With that being said, he slammed the door in my face.
Regaining my composure, I started banging on the door continuously . "Louis, if this a prank, it is not funny! Open the door, damn it!" But no reply came from the other end.
It wasn't my fault. It's his child too. How could he do that to me? How could he kick me out of the apartment just like that? Kick me out of his life rather. It wasn't just about me this time. I am carrying his baby for God's sake. How am I supposed to manage on my own?
"Louis please open the door. Where will i go at this time? Please Louis..." I slumped against the door while whimpering continuously, hoping he'd open the door, pull me inside and tell me this was all just a joke.
"Please Louis." I kept begging but there was no response. This really wasn't a joke. He really just kicked me out of his life because i'm carrying his baby. He chose his career over me and his offspring. How bad could this have been for his career? He wouldn't have been the one to carry the baby for 9 months, or feed it or take care of it. He only had to support me so I could get through this. It seemed like he only used my pregnancy as an excuse to throw me out of his life. I can't believe i wasted 3 years of my life on such a horrible person.
I will never forget or forgive you for what you did to me Louis Tomlinson.
I will raise my kid alone and he/she will never feel the need of having his/her daddy.
Goodbye Lou... I hope to never see you again.
I slammed the door shut and turned my back towards it. She was banging the door loudly and blubbering endlessly.
My chest was heaving up and down at a very fast pace. Why was she crying now? What does she expect me to do after what she did? Tell her i don't care or it doesnt matter 'cause i'm hopelessly in love with her?
It's all her fault. And she had the nerve to tell me that it was my culpability as well. I loved her so much and did all i could to keep her happy and contented. What did she do in return? Cheat on me with some man whore.
"Louis please open the door. Where will i go at this time? Please Louis..."
She pleaded and i couldn't control my eyes from watering. I leaned against the door and didnt bother wiping away the tears that had started to slip away from my eyes now. Her pleading made my heart ache but this is all because of her.
"Please Louis" was the last thing i heard then everything became extremely quiet and i heard her footsteps getting distant. There was an internal battle going on in my mind. There was a part that still wanted to forgive her but a bigger part diminished the smaller one and i stayed rooted to place, listening to the click of her heels which was fading away as she left.
I felt so much pain. I stroked my chest with my right hand to ease the ache a little. That didn't seem to help though. Looks like it will be my only companion for a while now.
30 minutes later...
I was positioned on the couch of the living room when I heard the door unlock and i knew it was one of the guys because only they had the key to my apartment apart from me and her.
What did they want now? I really needed to be left alone right now. I didn't have the strength to deal with people.
I looked up to see all of them standing in front of me with apologetic looks. Great. Now all I get from people around me is pity.
"You should've listened to the whole thing." Liam said as he took a seat beside me on the couch. Zayn must've told them the whole story.
So I could've been more harsh. No, thank you.
"What was left to hear? It's over. It's all over. She's gone. We're done and Elounor is burried."
They gasped at what i said so i looked up to see 4 very discomposed faces.
"Dude, why would you do that?" Zayn enquired as soon as my words sinked in.
Before i could answer, Niall spoke up. "Those pictures were photoshopped. You know that right?" He said, giving me a look of disbelief.
Yeah but they weren't. She admitted it herself.
Harry was the next one to verbalize. "Now look what you've done. The management wanted us to show you those articles so you could help in settling those bloody rumors."
"Those are just some articles stupid people write 'cause they don't have anything better to do. Did you talk to her about it?" Liam asked.
I never actually talked to her directly about it. There could be a chance that she was talking about something else.
I didn't reply to any of them. I just stared at the wall in front me and thought about what I had just done. How stupid could a person be?
But she never denied any of it.
What had I done? Was this just a mistake? Or could the articles be really true.
(a/n)- this chapter is unedited...
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