Bella's POV:

Louis brought me into another room and sat me down on the floor, I wouldn't dare try and get up. We were towards the back of the house and I doubt anyone is even looking for me at this point. He stared at the wall for a few minutes until I needed to break the silence. "What were you going to tell me..." I stuttered out. He looked at me with different eyes than he has the past couple times I've seen him, softer and more innocent but with a touch of evil.

"You look like my ex girlfriend. I was with her before I met the gang, and she left me for my best friend. I hated her so much because she broke my heart, but I loved her my whole life. Every time I see you I can't help but want you to be mine... just like Sarah was mine. But at the same time... I want you to suffer." He stated flatly. I crept up against the wall and felt angry.

"I'm not your fucking ex girlfriend Louis. I'm Bella. You have no business messing with me." I spat through my teeth with fury. He looked at me with sad eyes and started crying. He is seriously insane.

"There's so much more to the story that I can't tell you. But God damn it Bella, I want you so badly. But at the same time..." He got up from the chair he was sitting in and slammed his fist through the wall. "How the fuck could she leave me for him! I loved her for 5 bloody years!" He let out with tears. His anger was getting stronger and stronger by the second. I slowly crept towards the door.

"Louis... Just let her go and move on... and please...please leave me alone. Just go somewhere and start fresh." I tried to be positive to calm him down. I reached for the door handle behind my back and he lunged towards me with all his might.

"Where the fuck do you think your going?! Huh? Did I say you could leave?" He growled in my ear, but he was too late. The door to the party was already open and Chris was standing in the door way.

"What the hell is going on in here?" He shouted. I looked up at him with tears in my eyes and Louis pressed down on me.

"We're just foolin' 'round mate. Shut the door, yeah? Me and my girl were just you know..." Louis winked. Instead of getting him in trouble, I reached for Chris' hand and he slowly pulled me up.

"Actually, I was just leaving. Hopefully this is the last time I ever see you again... Move on." I whispered stepping on Louis' hand as I walked out. I slowly let the tears roll down my cheek and Chris immediately brought me outside the house.

"Are you alright, Bella?" He asked. I sniffled wiping the tears from my eyes and stumbled a little... I was still a bit drunk.

"Could you..." I cried softly. "Could you please take me back to my apartment?" I whispered. He nodded his head and brought me to his car and started driving to where I told him.

"Do you want to talk about what happened?" He asked rubbing my shoulder softly. I shook my head and sighed.

"It's complicated...I don't want you to be involved, no offense." I tried with a small smile.

"I understand...and none taken." He nodded. We pulled into the parking lot and he walked me to the door in silence. "When do your roommates come home? I don't want to leave you here alone." He suggested.

"Probably in a little while... You can come in for a bit." I smiled leading him in clumsily. He was so sweet, and a good distraction from what just happened... anyone else would just make things complicated. "So tell me about your dance background." I smirked plopping down on the couch.

"Well...." He smiled at me sitting across from me. Maybe Louis will finally be out my life forever, and maybe Chris will be a good change.

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Harry's POV:

"What do you mean she went home with some random guy?!" I asked jerking a stranger around in my grip.

"I don't know man... She was crying and he was taking her home. That's all I saw." The guy told me. I released him and rushed to the car driving to the apartment. Who the hell took her home? What if it was Louis? As I drove home I dialed her number around ten times but she never responded. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Finally I arrived at the apartment and sprinted inside. I heard talking behind the door, I pushed it open and saw Bella and a random guy sitting on the couch talking.

"Harry...What are you doing here so soon?" She asked me. Really?

"Obviously I was worried sick about you... Who the hell is this?" I questioned not even looking at the guy who was clearing interested at Bella by the way he was checking her out.

"I'm Chris... I met Bella at the party and we both happen to work at 5,6,7,8 so we were just talking about..." Bella cut him off.

"He brought me home cause I had too much to drink, so thanks for that and I'll see you Monday?" She smirked taking his hand and bringing him to the door.

"Sure...Nice meeting you." He patted me on the back walking past. "And Bella... You sure you're alright?" He asked her. Why the fuck wouldn't she be alright?

"She's fine, her boyfriend is standing right here." I smirked waving at him. When I said the word boyfriend, his smile faded and he released her hand.

"Right... See you at work." He said heading out the door. Bella slammed the door from behind her and gave me a death stare.

"Before you even say anything... We need to talk." She said slowly. I gulped down and nodded my head.

"Fine. Let's talk."

Notes

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