Loving hurts (Discontinued)

Chapter 1

Louis's POV

"Harry Edward Styles GET UP NOW WE ARE LEAVING IN 20 MINUTES. If your not up and downstairs in 5 minutes I'll send up Zayn." Liam threatens after shouting at Harry. I try not to laugh at the punishment seeing as Zayn is a fluffy bunny while waking up others. Harry doesn't know that though so he looks terrified. Liam walks out trying not to smile as he stumbles down the stairs to the kitchen.

Harry hasn't realised I'm standing in his door way with a cup of tea ready for him yet so when he stands up he thinks that no one is there. Less then 5 seconds after standing up though he falls over. I immediately rush over to see that he had passed out. Moving his head to my lap I start shaking him softly trying to wake him. Not wanting to shout so that he doesn't wake up with a shock.

After slapping his cheek softly he opens his eyes slowly. I slowly sit him up against his bed with him flinching from the contact then he rubs his eyes. "What happened?" He murmurs
"You stood up for about 3 seconds and the completely collapsed to the floor it might've been a head rush but I don't know you okay?" I ask worriedly as he shifts to sitting on his bed. "Yeah I'll be fine. Wait how did you know how long I was standing up for before I passed out?"
"Oh I was standing in your doorway with tea while watching Liam get you up." I say not ashamed at all. "Well thank you for making sure I am okay I'm fine so I should probably get ready." He says looking down at his feet. "Oh yeah sorry your tea is over there." I say pointing "just shout if you need anything you have 17 minutes before we need to leave I'll tell Liam not to send up Zayn." I say chuckling at the prospect that I would forget.

As I walk out the door I see him walking towards to the tea and taking a big sip. Breakfast time let's go.

Harry's POV

I take a big sip of the boiling tea while Louis walks out the door to make sure that he doesn't suspect anything. I immediately spit it back out into the cup and brings it into the bathroom with me after grabbing my clothes for the day. I drop my clothes to the floor and close and lock the door I then pour the tea down the sink and put on the shower. But before I get in I have it do something. I reach under the sink cupboards and pull out my dear old friend I go sit on the toilet seat. I roll up my sleeve and look to the sky as I press the metal to my skin. Wincing as I pull the blade across my wrist I think and count.

One for being ugly

One for being fat

One for being sad

One for being weak

And a couple more for good luck. Not even looking at my arm I strip and hop in the shower only flinching when the hot water hits my arm. As soon as I think that the blood has stopped I hop out and put on my clothes for the day. A blue long sleeve shirt black skinny jeans and a dark comfy jacket. Walking downstairs I hear a voice drift from the kitchen. "He just stood up and passed out I'm not sure what else you want me to tell you guys."
"Hey calm down it's okay we are just worried right guys?"
"Yeah don't worry we'll just ask him when he's downstairs okay."
"Yeah that should be any minute now we have to leave."
"I'll go."
"Okay Zayn don't worry him though."
"I won't it'll be fine." Not wanting him to catch me I purposely fall down the stairs somehow making it seem realistic.
"Harry are you okay?!" Zayn half shouts as I sit on the bottom of the stairs trying not to cry as I landed on my arm rather badly. Hoping I didn't open any cuts I just nod taking a deep breath.
"You sure you landed on your arm pretty badly do you want me to take a look at it." Worriedly I shake my head quickly and pull my arm close to me. I stand up using my arm. Bad idea I think as I feel one of my cuts opening. Wincing involuntarily Zayn raises an eyebrow at me. "I just jarred it's I'll be fine." I mumble looking down as I grab my old grey shoes. Shoving them on I see the van pull up outside. Once the shoes are on my feet securely I walk outside weaving past the boys quickly looking down. I hop in the van choosing a window seat in the middle. Liam and Zayn take the boot and Zayn gets the middle while Louis gets the other window. Looking out I start to think.