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Louis's POV;
“I love you,” Eleanor tells me.
“I love you too,” I say. The words feel forced and fake. How did this happen? I used to really love Eleanor, at least I thought I did. But recently I haven't felt anything when I'm with her, like the spark between us has just suddenly vanished. So why have I stayed with her so long if I don't feel the spark anymore? Maybe I'm scared of what will happen if we break up. We've been dating for three years now.
“I should get home,” I say as I stand up.
“But the movie isn't over yet,” she says as she stands up.
She looks at me with sad eyes. It's cruel what I'm doing to her, giving her false hope. I should just end it now.
“I'm really tired, we had tour rehearsals all day,” I say running a hand through my hair.
“I thought you had the day off?” she asks as she crosses her arms.
“It was last minute scheduling.” I hate lying to her.
“Is there something you're not telling me?” she asks. She looks me in the eyes, searching for a sign of hope, not finding any.
“I just need to take some time to think,” I say.
“About what?” She snaps.
“Us,” I say harshly. She looks at me shocked.
“What is there to think about?” she asks.
“I don't think I love you anymore.” I can hear her heart shatter in pieces. Tears erupt from her beautiful brown eyes.
“I'm so sorry,” I say as I try to wipe the tears from her face. She snatches my hand away.
“Don't. Just go,” she says firmly. I grab my coat and leave her flat. I go outside into the pouring rain and go into my Porsche. I drive home home to Harry's and I flat. When I get home I notice Harry laying on the couch with Kendall Jenner.
“How was your date?” he asks me. I walk right past him and go into my room.
Harry's POV;
“I should go talk to him,” I tell Kendall.
“Go ahead, It's getting late anyway. I'll see you tomorrow,” she says as she gets up. She kisses my lips then leaves the flat. I go over to Louis' room. His door is locked.
“Let me in, it's Harry,” I say. The door opens and I see his teary face. I pull him into a hug.
“What's wrong?” I ask him. He pulls back from the hug and sits on his bed. “
I don't know, I just don't love Eleanor anymore. Our spark is gone. I told her that we need a break and she pretty much slammed the door in my face.”
“I'm sorry, do you know why the spark went away?” I ask him. He shakes his head. He lays his head on my shoulder and within minutes is asleep. I lay him down in his bed and tuck him in. I kiss him on the forehead. Something comes over me when I’m with Louis. My heart speeds up and I feel sick to my stomach. I’ve had these feelings for a while, but I’ve built up a wall. I refuse to let myself feel those feelings. I then leave his room. I dial up Kendall and ask her to come over. She is there within minutes. I kiss her lips flirtatiously, oddly enough I don't feel a thing when our lips meet. I continue to kiss her ignoring the lack of emotion. In fact, I thrive off it, letting myself go completely numb. I kiss down her neck and lead her to my bedroom. When I kiss her, I imagine someone else. I hate myself for who I imagine her to be. It's wrong. It can't happen, and won't happen. I can’t let myself feel those feelings. So, I build my wall higher, and loose myself deeper. And I make love with a girl I don't even love.