Secret Lovers *not finishing*

Chapter 11, A Solution

A Week Since Harry's Been Missing

"It's been a week guys! A WEEK!" I scream at the boys as I notice another empty flat. "Maybe he's on vacation?" Zayn whispers, not looking up to meet my eyes. "Vacation! Vacation!" I snort and pace back and forth. "Mate, he checks in every day with management saying he's sick, maybe he is." I laugh at Liam's remark and walk off and slam the door on their faces. "Well goodbye to you to!" Niall yells and I hear their footsteps walking down the steps.

I roll my eyes and drag my feet up the stairs to my bedroom. I take a glance at mine and sigh and walk into Harry's room. Ever since he left I slept in his bed, letting his scent sink into me. I cried myself to sleep every night and woke myself up from the nightmare of him leaving me; but soon after I would realize it was all real.

I put on his purple Jack WIlls jacket and cuddle into his bed. "Oh Harry, I miss you so much." I whispered. I just lay there thinking of ideas to get rid of these depressed feelings, then something flickered across my mind. I get up slowly and walk into our bathroom and slowly open the cabinet.

There shining at me was his pain killer pills, the ones he never used. "No Louis,don't" I murmured to myself. But memories flood my brain, showing me that no one loved me and that no one would care if I was gone or not. Mostly Harry, he hated me and it sure showed because if he cared he would at least call. But he never did, never showed a sign that he truly cared about me, only showed that he cared about his own feelings and not others.

"That selfish fuck." I say aloud. "I'm Done!" I yell and my voice echoes through the flat. I throw the pill cap to the ground and dump the whole thing in my mouth, swallowing all of them whole. I begin to feel light headed, my surroundings becoming blurry, everything was spinning.

The last thing I heard was my name being shouted, then everything turned black.