A one shot where Harry cheats on Louis

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"No! I refuse to change what I'm doing. Just because you don't like the colors I used in my painting doesn't mean I'm going to drop everything and change it! No! You act like this doesn't mean anything to me. I made the eyes green because I wanted to make the eyes green and there doesn't have to be a reason behind it!" Louis shouts angrily at the phone. Harry sat on their bed, picking at the little tufts of hair on their blanket. 

"Louis?" Harry asks. He wanted to talk to him about his day and enjoy some time together before bed, but Louis had been on the phone for an hour already discussing his latest panting. Don't get him wrong, Harry loved that Louis could make a living off of painting, but since getting big Louis hadn't spared a moment for Harry. 

Louis spun around on his heels and marched into the kitchen, still shouting at whatever editor it was this time. Harry sighed loudly, knowing that any kind of conversation was lost now. Both of them worked all day, when they got home Louis was still working while Harry sat waiting for Louis to acknowledge him. 

Harry pulled out his phone and opened his text messages. He scrolled down a ways before finding the messages between him and another fellow. He met the guy at a club the weekend before and gave him his number. Harry promised he would text him if he ever felt the need and Harry felt so lost he didn't know what else to do. 

[Meet me at the club where we met. I need out]

[Sounds good. C u then ;)]

Harry picked up his wallet on the way out the door, giving Louis a glance before leaving. He didn't intend on doing anything with the guy, he just wanted to feel loved. He wanted someone to give him attention and he knew this lad wanted him. 

He came across the club a moment later, it wasn't a long walk from his house. The guy was waiting outside for him. Harry smiled, pulling the guy into a hug before walking in together. 

After a couple drinks the two of them were a little tipsy. They danced on the dance floor as music blared from the speakers. Tons of other people danced alongside Harry, some bumping into him, but he didn't care. He felt free of everything and the feeling was nice. 

The man's hands sat on Harry's hips, bringing Harry closer to him. the guy ground himself against Harry and at first Harry was put off from it, backing away slightly. The man raised an eyebrow, wanting to know if they could continue. Harry giggled, letting all reason fall away before grinding against the other man. 

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"God, that was so good." The man says, kissing Harry again on the lips before doing up his pants. Harry smiled at him as he buttoned his shirt back up. It had been fun while it lasted, but the guilt of what he just did was finally sinking in as he grabbed his phone and wallet to leave. 

"See you again sometime?" Harry questions. However bad he felt, he knew he wanted to continue. The guy had made him feel loved and he hadn't felt like that since Louis' career had blasted off. 

The blond grinned at him, "You have my number in case you need it." Harry nodded one more before leaving the guy's apartment. 

The walk home wasn't long and Harry would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy the walk. The walk helped to clear his head a little bit, which was going crazy with the new information. He couldn't believe he had cheated on Louis. He wouldn't have done it though if Louis had only give him some attention so in a way Harry didn't feel as bad. 

When he got home Louis was waiting for him at the door. His eyes were red and looked as if he had been crying. He wore Harry's navy robe and a pair of sweats. Harry went to kiss him, but Louis pushed him back. 

"Where have you been?" Louis demanded. Harry placed his wallet on the table next to the door and kicked his shoes off, avoiding Louis' question. 

"Harry Styles I've been worried sick! I called you nearly a dozen times and you didn't answer. I thought you were dead!" Louis snaps, tears starting to fall down his face again. Guilt bubbled up in him again as he saw what had done to Louis. 

"I'm sorry. I went to a bar to get a drink. It was a long day." Harry sighs, not wanting to tell Louis the truth. Louis wipes his eyes furiously. Harry goes in to hug him, but when he gets close enough Louis stops and pulls back. 

"Why do you smell like that?" 

"Smell like what?" Harry questions, he brings his arm to his nose and in takes a breath. He smelt like sex. Dammit. What was he to say at that. 

"You smell like sex. Did you...you didn't." Louis pauses, letting everything sink in. Harry was quick to reassure him. 

"No it's not like that! I love you, I promise! It was the bar! I was just at the bar!" Harry says, trying to get Louis to understand that. He couldn't let Louis know what he had done. Louis pushed him away from him. Not hearing Harry out. 

"You cheated on me! You dirty fucking whore! You go off and sleep with some other guy and try to come back into my home and act like nothing happened!" Louis snaps, Harry feels tears come to his eyes. 

"No! That's not what happened! Listen to me!" Harry pleaded. Louis stormed towards their bedroom, pulling a suitcase from the closet and hurling Harry's clothes into it. 

"Get the fuck out my house you slut! I don't want to ever look at you again, do you understand me? Get out! Back your things and leave!" Louis screams, pulling our clothes out of the closet and throwing them towards the bag. Harry grabs Louis shoulder, but Louis only hangs it away. 

"Lou, I promise that's not what happened! Let me explain!" Harry shouts, tears starting in his eyes too. He went to pull Louis away from the closet, but Louis pushed him to the ground. 

"Don't touch me! Don't call me that! I'm not Lou to you anymore you hear me? I trusted you! I can't believe you would do this!" Louis cries, throwing a fistful of clothes at my chest. I grab them and throw them on the floor. I reach for Louis, trying to make him understand. He needed to understand!

"Just listen to me! You never fucking listen to me!" I shout. Louis stops in his tracks and turns to look at me. I felt horrible as I looked at what I had done to him. His eyes were bright red, contrasting with his blue irises. His bottom lip trembled as he crossed him arms over his tattooed chest. 

"You have 5 minutes to explain why you did this after that you bag your shit and leave my house." Louis snaps. I nod, wiping my eyes. 

"Ever since you got famous for painting you never give me time! I felt like I meant nothing to you! I was like a purse that clung to your arm whenever we got out." I start. Louis' jaw clenches as he waits to hear the rest of my explanation.

"We leave for work early in the morning and when we get back you're still working. Just tonight you were on the phone for over an hour talking to the same guy while I sat there. You didn't kiss me when you got home, no how was your days, or I love yous. You got home, threw your shit down and pulled out your phone to work more! You haven't spared me a look all week." I explain, letting the pent up emotions spill out of me. 

"We talk in bed before we go to sleep ever night! I'm sorry that I have a lot of work, but that's not my fault! People need to talk to me about things and I need to clear stuff up so that I can pay rent!" He says. 

"Louis when was the last time you told me that you loved me?"

"I...last...no it had be..." Louis stammers out. Exactly. "That's no excuse for you to go off and sleep with someone else! You could've been civil and talked to me about it!" Louis growls. 

"I would if you ever got off the phone! I try to tell you nearly ever night while we lay in bed, but no you're too tired to talk about anything! Admit it, Louis!" I snap. I was so sick of him making up excuses for pushing me away. 

"I'm sorry okay! God you think this is easy for me! Everyone wants me to do something the way they see it, but that's not art, Harry! It's not. I miss you so much and I don't know how to juggle a job and a relationship. What you did was still such a shitty way to get my attention, though." Louis says, more tears falling from his precious blue eyes. I open my arms and bring him into a hug, letting him cry into my shoulder. 

"We'll figure something out, we always do." I whisper. 

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Hey guys! Another update on this! I feel like I'm doing really good at keeping this updated. If you have any suggestions or one shot ideas post them in the comments! Other than that thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed! ~B