Save Me and I'll Save You L.S

Chapter 4

A/N Soooo someone who's not me actually read the first 3 chapters, and left such a lovely comment. I just wanted to say thank you because it just made me so happy! Anyways heres chapter 4 :))

Louis 

The weekend was hell for Louis he made several attempts to study and look through notes from his classes, but the only thing he was studying was the mental image that he had of Harry Styles.  Even though it was dark when they met Louis could picture Harry's tall lean figure, his mop of brown curls, dangerously sharp jawline, and those eyes. Slamming his books shut Louis gave up all hope of being able to study, besides he didn't really need to be studying just yet. Which meant that he was left with plenty of time to let his mind repeatedly pull apart Harry's god like features.

When Monday rolled around Louis still hadn't moved on from thinking about Harry, well it wasn't just thinking about him, Harry slipped into Louis's dreams. But Louis was not attracted to Harry. Nope. Not one little bit. At least that was what he was trying to convince himself of. Although it did occur to Louis that he didn't actually have any idea who Harry was but judging from the thick stack of cash he had given Louis he was probably rich like everyone else that attended the school. Surely if Louis could just find out a bit more about the boy invading his every thought something would put him off, no one is perfect.

It was Tuesday evening when Louis had finally pulled together enough courage to ask Zayn about Harry. Louis and Zayn had both had a day full of lectures and were spending their evening stretched out on the ratty couch mindlessly watching tv. 

"Zayn?"

"hmmm" He replied not pulling his gaze from the screen.

"Who's Harry styles?" 

"He buys off me." Zayn said flatly.

"Yeah no shit, but like who is he, he goes here aye?" Louis pushed trying to get a bit more than a vague answer. 

Finally turning his attention to Louis, Zayn responded, "Harry Styles, do you seriously not know who he is?"

"Fuck no I don't Zayn or I wouldn't be asking you" Louis was lacking patience. 

"I swear Louis were you living under a rock or something last year? Harry Styles is quite literally the most popular guy at our school. Although people only take interest in him because 1, look at him and 2, he's rich and throws insane parties. Other than that he doesn't really attend class because he always has someone in bed with him, so if your gonna start crushing on him don't, he doesn't date." Zayn said.

Although it didn't really surprise Louis he couldn't suppress the twinge of disappointment he felt as he knew that he really stood no chance with someone like Harry. Harry was everything Louis was not, attractive, popular, and rich. Louis was nothing really, well those were the thoughts his mind fed him. 

Look at all the fat on you face 

You are not enough 

Harry would be disgusted if he had seen what was under all your coats 

Why do you even bother?

After his chat about Harry with Zayn Louis suddenly felt tired and headed off for bed. As he stood before the bathroom mirror brushing his teeth he couldn't help but notice how what his mind told him was true, he really was nothing compared to Harry or even Zayn. Sometimes though Louis just wished his mind would stop just stop everything. As he lingered in front of the mirror taking in all his imperfections he could feel his wrists starting to itch. No. He was not going down that road again his sisters needed him. Louis left the bathroom before he could make a mistake instead lying down in his bed falling into an uneasy state of unconsciousness.

Once again Louis found himself in a bathroom but this time he wasn't in his flat, he was in his home. He looked up into the mirror and winced at his reflection that stared back at him with tear stained cheeks and deep circles under his empty eyes. No not here not now Louis didn't want to relive what he was about to, but his movements betrayed him. He felt his body gravitate towards the bathroom cabinet, he felt a bottle in his hands and then pills that his hands pushed down his dry throat. A dull smile pulled a across his lips as he felt the numbness wash over him, that was when he noticed a blade on the counter, small and dangerously sharp. His hands scooped up the blade holding it as if it were delicate, it was then when he felt jolt of pain cut through is numbness. When he finally put the blade down he took in the sight of his arms which were stained red he knew the bleeding would stop, it always did. Although as he turned his arms over he saw blood pouring from his wrists but he didn't remember making those scratches, the blood wasn't stopping it only continued to pour quicker. Louis's eyes widened in fear as he realised what he had done and he started to panic as the darkness swallowed him.

Louis woke gasping and pleading for air to reach his lungs his heart was pounding in his ears. His fringe was plastered to his forehead which was coated in sweat and his cheeks were stained with tears. Squeezing his eyes shut Louis begged the memory to fade from his mind as he returned to a state of sleep he couldn't help but silently wish that the green had been there to save him from himself. 

A/N And theres chapter 4! I'll definitely start writing chapter 5 today but I'm not sure if I'll finish it today though cause I don't want to rush it and make it bad. Anyways if you see this I hope your have a good day/evening and I'll be back either later on or tomorrow! :))