I dragged Harry up the stairs. I could feel people watching us, but I didn't care. It was probably wrong, using Harry like this, but I didn't care. I wanted to hurt and humiliate Josh the way he'd he'd hurt me. Harry was silent as I pulled him along, walking down the hall until I found Louis' sister's room. I yanked him inside and closed the door. I turned around and kissed him, pushing him backwards until we fell onto the bed, me lying on top of him. I could tell that he was hesitant, not kissing me the way I knew he could. I kissed him harder, willing him to open his mouth to me. When he didn't comply, I moved my lips to his neck, being more aggressive than I normally would be. I found his sweet spot and he moaned under me, making me smile. I continued, and his hands traveled to my back. He suddenly flipped over so he was lying on top me. I was surprised, but quickly took his face in my hands and brought his face back to me. He finally kissed me back, moved his hands around my stomach and waist.

He suddenly broke the kiss and pulled away from me, rolling off of me and sitting up on the bed.

"What the hell, Lana?" he asked, running his hands through his hair then leaning his elbows on his knees.

"What? What's wrong?" I ask, sliding next to him, putting my hand on his leg.

"I'm not having sex with you right now," he said firmly, not looking at me.

I pulled back from him, creating a space between us. I had a feeling he would say that, but I still felt embarrassed. Rejection washed over me. I tried not to cry as I stood up and straightened out my clothes.

"Right. 'Cuz who wants to sleep with me when they can have Clarissa?" I snap, not looking at him. I see his head snap up, looking at me with a fierceness that drew my eyes to his own. They were dark.

"What did you say to me?" He asks, standing up slowly.

"Well clearly you don't want me. I throw myself at you and you say no? I should be the one that's mad here, not you." I have no idea where this is coming from, but I can't stop. "You know what? She's probably outside, waiting for you to leave so she can pounce. Why don't you go? I'll just find my own ride home." I put my hand on the door knob and I'm about to open it when Harry grabs my arm tightly and pulls me back to face him.

"What is wrong with you?" He yells. "Why the fuck are you mad at me? This is not my problem, Lana. It's yours. You drag me up here, clearly just to make a point to your douche of an ex-boyfriend and I have the decency not to use you. You honestly think I don't want you? That I'd want that easy little tramp? You think that little of me?"

I blink, absorbing his words. I don't know what to say, and he steps past me and storms out, walking down the hall and down the stairs. I stand there, not sure what to do, but I finally run after him.

"Harry!" I yell, as he makes his way through the sea of people. I follow him to the kitchen where he is talking to Eleanor and Brooke.

"Yea, we'll be fine. Why are you leaving?" Brooke asks, confused.

"You're leaving?" I ask. He doesn't respond, just asks if the girls will have another way home. They nod, looking between me and Harry. Louis looks at me questioningly. I'm once again fighting back tears. Damn alcohol. Harry turns and thanks Louis before turning and walking out of the kitchen, not looking at me. I follow him to the front door and run to stand in front of his car door.

"Why are you leaving?" I ask, breathless from chasing him.

"Move, Langley." He says, crossing his arms.

"Just talk to me!"

"I can't!" he says, throwing his arms up in the air. He looks so hurt. "Lana I have been there for you this whole time, comforting you and being patient while you sort out this shit with your ex. But I will not let you use me. I thought you were different than that! You just want to make him jealous. That wasn't about you wanting me upstairs, that wasn't about me at all. That was about you and that fuck head. And then you have the nerve to tell me I'm an ass for saying no. I'm trying to help you! If that was you wanting to be with me upstairs, I would have been yours. Can't you see that I care about you? Of course I want you! But you didn't want me. You wanted me to piss him off. I will not let anyone use me like that. I'm better than that. I thought you were too. Now get out of my way."

I just stare at him and stumble to the side, letting him get in his car. I stare as he drives off. Was it true? Was I using him? I wouldn't do that. Would I? I mean yea, I wanted to piss Josh off, but I really did like Harry. Did I just screw it all up?

I feel a strong arm around my shoulder and look up to see Louis looking down at me. I smile weakly, once again trying not to cry. He pulls me back into the house and takes me upstairs to his room, where El and Brooke are waiting. I sit on the bed and they hug me, letting me cry. I was so sick of crying. Louis stands near the door, watching me. El and Brooke try and sooth me, but they don't come anywhere close to be able to do what Harry did. He made me feel whole, he held me together.

"Lou? Oh." I look up to see Josh standing in the open doorway. I just glare at him, not caring if he sees me crying. It was his fault anyway. Louis turns around and pushes him out of the room.

"Let me in! I can help, I know her, Louis."

"You've done quite enough, Josh. I can't believe you fucked that girl. Are you mad? You have a girl like Lana and you cheat on her with that? You're even dumber than I thought." I smiled, loving the way Louis was putting him in his place. They were yelling at each other, and the three of us could easily hear them through the door.

"You don't know anything Louis. So stop acting like you care and get the hell out of my way."

"I think its time for you to leave, mate," Louis says sternly, and we hear Josh yell and storm down the stairs, slamming the front door. Louis peaks his head in and smiles weakly. "I'm going to make sure he leaves. Call me if you need anything." He closes the door and leaves us alone.

"What happened, sweetie?" Eleanor asks, smoothing my hair. I just shake my head, not wanting to talk. They both comfort me for a few minutes until I stand up.

"I need to go home."

They both look at each other. "Hun, Harry left. He was our ride," Brooke says quietly.

"I know he left! I'll call a cab or something, I can't be here right now." I say, putting my face in my hands. Brooke comes over and rubs my back, soothing me. I suddenly hear El talking to Louis on the phone, asking him to call a cab. I wait upstairs, and when the cab comes the girls get in with me. Louis says to let him know if we need anything. I thank him and we leave. The drive is short, and we are at my house before I can even think about it. They pay the driver, and help me out, leading me into my house. Both my parents cars are in the driveway and I sigh. I have no idea what time it is, but they are probably screaming at each other. To my surprise, its silent when we get inside.
Brooke takes me up to my room while El decides to make some tea. I change into my pyjamas and crawl into bed, and she borrows some clothes and gets in beside me, rubbing my back. The tears keep falling, and I close my eyes, trying to sleep. I don't know how or when, but eventually darkness takes over.

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