Twenty-Four

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June 26th, 2011
Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if I hadn't gone through with the dare, I shouldn't worry about something I can't change. On another note, I completed my first round, now to await round two.
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Harry's inability to breathe became worse. He was on the verge of hyperventilating as he ran through the house to his bedroom. He locked the door and practically slammed himself on his bed. His mouth became dry and tears began to run down Harry's cheeks. He pulled at his curls, trying to make the pain go away. It was like his insides were attacking him.

A knock was heard at the door.

"Harry?" Louis' voice was full of worry.

Harry covered himself with the covers, creating a bundle of blankets with him in the center.

He wanted the pain to stop.

Moments later the door creaked open as Louis opened it. He managed to unlock the door with a bobby pin he found nearby and immediately rushed to the crying boy.

"Harry! Love, what's wrong?"

"G-Go," Harry muttered.

"No. I can't. Not when you're in this state."

Louis crawled in the bed next to Harry.

"What's wrong?"

"I-I can't," Harry bawled.

"Please. For me?"

"You-you were right," he mumbled.

"About?"

"You were right! This entire fucking time! You were bloody right. I'm not okay," Harry broke down.

"Babe, calm down. It's okay I'm here," Louis cooed

"I'm not okay," Harry muttered under his breath.

"What happened?"

"I can't," Harry breathed.

"Can't what?"

"I can't tell you."

"Then don't. You can tell me whenever you're ready."

"But I want to tell you," Harry adds.

"Then tell me."

"I-I-I can't."

"Try."

"I"

"Harry you don't have to tell me."

"I need to. You deserve to know the truth."

"Truth? Harry what are you talking about?"

"Uhm I..it..it was five years ago."

Louis raised an eyebrow.

"You didn't know me before this all happened. I try to act how I once was but I can never fully become that person. When I was thirteen years old my life became a nightmare. It doesn't sound as bad as it is, but in the moment it's the scariest thing I've ever done. I never knew how one little action can completely alter the rest of your life. Well what's left of it anyway. My life became worse than death. I wanted to die. So many times. But I didn't. I wasn't scared to die. I was scared for my family and friends because I know how much loss can impact someone," Harry ranted, barely making any sense to Louis.

"Harry-"

"It's made me weak. It makes me break down," Harry sobs.

"You've been strong for so long. It's okay to break down. It's normal. It doesn't make you weak, it just proves your stronger than the rest of us," Louis pulls the boy closer into his chest.

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