All I Want For Christmas Is You

I ran back into the room quicker than I ran out of it before.

"Karla!" I yelled before collapsing onto the bed. "What? What?!" she asked running over to me with a scared and worried look. "I can't deal with this anymore! I'm DONE! I just want to go back home!" I yelled, not caring that I was probably waking up some of the sleeping people in the building. "What happened?" Karla asked, sitting down next to my collapsed body. I sobbed and started crying again. "I just can't do this," I repeated. "Cat, tell me what just happened, I am extremely confused," Karla said and I lifted my body up and looked at her. I knew I looked completely pathetic. "I went out there, and Louis was there, and he kissed me and I slapped him and he said I would be dead if I wasn't a girl!" Karla dropped her phone when I spoke. Her face turned pale and she looked almost like a ghost. "Your kidding," she said, staring at me in utter shock. I shook my head and almost started crying again. "We have to do something," Karla exclaimed as she stood back up. "Let's go," she said as she grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the hotel doors into the frozen environment.

"Where the heck are we going?!" I yelled and sobbed as she pulled me up to a fancy black car of some sort. She let go and ran around to the front of the hood where someone was grumbling to themself. I didn't want to go up to whoever it was, but I heard Karla scolding, so I followed her to the front hood of the car. It was Louis.

"What the hell is wrong with you Louis? Why do you have to be such a bitch?!" Karla screamed at the top of her lungs as Louis looked at her blankly. He looked like he didn't give a crap about a single word she was saying. He then leaned down to check something on the hood. "Fuck," he mumbled as he played around with a metal bar, that looked like it was about to fall off. "You do NOT understand just how wrong you were to do that to her Louis!" Karla continued. Louis still appeared to be ignoring her. "Are you even listening to me Louis?" Karla asked, stepping closer to Louis' bent down body. Louis rolled his eyes and stood up all the way. "Well look who showed up. Little miss I'm obsessed and overly in love with you, but I fuck around with Niall when I'm drunk. I don't think you are helping Cat in any way. I suggest you leave," he said as he gave her a reassuring look and looked back at his car. I wiped under my eyes and saw Karla stare at Louis in complete surprise. "What the hell did I do to you?!" she yelled back slapping her palm on her hip. They both were considerably equally sassy. "Well let's see, I kinda just told you," Louis said with a too-bad-so-sad shrug and expression. Karla scrunched up her face in disgust and stomped off. "Cat, let's go," she ordered. But I held up my finger and told her to wait a minute.

I walked softly up to Louis, who was still examining his car. "What happened to your car?" I asked, still wondering in the back of my mind, why he was still here. "Fuck!," he exclaimed as he jumped up as the metal bar he was messing with fell off onto the icy ground. He gave a deep sigh and looked at me. "My car kinda died, and this metal thing just came off," he said looking back at the metal bar, now lying on the ice. "I give up," he said slamming my hand onto the hood, causing it to almost leave a dent. I gulped and looked at him in worry. I hope he didn't ake out his anger on anyone... I hope not.

Suddenly a car drove up and pulled up right next to Louis' broken car. A tall man came out of it. I glanced at him and he smiled at me. It was Harry. I felt the coldness on my body reheat at his appearance. I stuffed my icy cold hands in my pockets as I looked up at Harry. But then he noticed my expression and he looked at Louis, who looked pissed.

"What's going on? I got a call from Karla that said Cat wanted to see me. So here I am," Harry said as he ran up to me and gave me a tight hug, and then he glanced down at Louis. "What happened Lou?" he asked, obviously being oblivious as to what Louis did to me just a few minutes ago. Louis shrugged and stood up. "Um. I believe my car is dead, and this thing just dropped off of the front," Louis answered, slightly kicking the metal object. Harry tilted his head back in contemplation. I couldn't take this any longer. "Harry, can we talk?" I asked as I saw Louis' face shoot to mine in anger. "No, I believe you were going somewhere Cat," Louis interjected, not looking at Harry. "No, I was going to talk to Harry," I smart-alec-ly said to him as I grabbed Harry's arm and took him inside of the lobby.

"What happened? You look like you just woke up!" Harry said as he wiped off some of the smeared mascara on my cheeks. "Nevermind that... Listen. Louis is trying to make me like him. He thinks we, as in you and I, won't work, and he apparently really likes me. Niall said so as well," Harry stared at me in disbelief. "No," he quietly said and I nodded, almost feeling the tears arrive back, but I held them back. I didn't need to cry in front of him. "And, he..." I started, but the tears began to flow. "He... forced me to kiss him," and when I finished that sentence my tears started to flow... again. I was so embarassed.

"Here babe, I'll take care of this, you stay in here," he said as he quickly stomped outside back to Louis. I swiftly ran over to the window and gently swayed the curtains away from my line of sight to see Louis and Harry. I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and watched in silence as I saw Louis stand back up from investigating the metal bar, and then Harry grabbed his collar and pulled it hard to get him to stand fully up. Shit.

I pressed my ear against the freezing window and listened closely to the conversation.

Louis: "What the fuck do you want Harry?"
Harry: "Oh nothing, I just wanted to know why you are trying to steal Cat from me,"
Louis: "STEAL? You think I would STEAL her?! I don't even like her! She is YOUR problem!"
Harry: (very pissed looking now) "You don't say that about her,"
Louis: "I can say whatever I fucking want Harry,"
Harry: "You really want to start this again don't you?"
Louis: "You are the one who started it by crushing on HER! I did NOT want ANY fans to get into our lives like this, and you for one are taking it too far!"
Harry: "I haven't even taken her on a proper date and you think this is going too far?!"
Louis: "I don't know. She is your "one" whatever the press was saying, so that is just too far. Everyone in the entire fucking world heard it Harry. Do you not understand that?"
Harry: "Do you not understand that I don't appreciate little boys who are immature and try to steal other people's girlfriends?"
Louis: "I didn't try to fucking STEAL her Harry! Do you not understand that?"
Harry: "Oh I completely understand Louis. I understand. I understand that you are too immature to figure out that you don't steal my girlfriend,"
Louis: "And for one, she is not your girlfriend,"
Harry: "You said I was taking it too far,"
Louis: "You are,"
Harry: "Fuck you,"
Louis: "All I said is that you and her are not compatible,"
Harry: "And who made you in charge of figuring out who I am compatible with?"
Louis: "I didn't have to. I just do that,"
Harry: "Get the hell away from this hotel,"
Louis: "You don't own it,"
Harry: (gets closer and looks down warningly at Louis) "Call to get your car fixed and leave,"

Harry walked back inside and I tripped and backed away from the window quickly, to make sure he didn't think I was eavesdropping. "I talked to him," Harry said looking at the ground. "I hate getting onto him. I never really have before, except this one time, but he got over it pretty quick," he stated, pulling his new phone, since the other one broke, out of his pocket. "Listen babe, I have to go, but I just want to stay until Louis leaves. I don't want you to go through that again because I trust and believe you," Harry said looking into my eyes and he scratched the back of his neck. I smiled and I bet I blushed a bit too. "I love you, and I hope you know that," he said, pulling me in for a kiss. I pulled away from him after a few seconds and spoke, "What exactly are we?" I asked, concerning our "relationship" or whatever. Harry giggled and pushed the loose hairs out of my eyes. "We are together, well if that's okay with you," he replied with a true smile. I nodded quickly, smiling with my teeth showing. We both laughed and he kissed me again.

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