Loving hurts (Discontinued)

Chapter 8

Louis POV

I blink my eyes. My foggy vision cleared up as I continued to blink. I faintly hear mumbling coming from outside. I do hear one voice clearly though. Harry's. 

I sit up quickly and try to stand. Bad idea. The world swaying, I fell to the ground, causing a loud thud. The talking outside went silent and I heard footsteps race down the hallway to me. I slowly lift my head and sit up onto my knees. The door opens and Zayn's head comes into view.

I go to smile but end up wincing. I landed on my foot pretty badly. Zayn drops to his knees next to me. "Are you okay? What happened?" Liam asks from the door while Zayn looks at my ankle.

"Harry?" I say hopeful. Zayn just smiles and nods. I then stand up not falling because Zayn put his arm under me. Waiting a minute I then take my arm off him and walk to the door. I then push past Liam and run down the hall. Spotting Harry at the bench with his hands on his head I run behind him and hug him around his middle. He jerks up and then almost against his will he melts into my embrace.

"Am I allowed to see who is hugging me?" he says with a forced laugh in his voice. I quickly remove my arms and he hops off his chair and turns to look at me. "Louis." He breaths and I don't waste a minute before wrapping my arms around him again. He hugs back and softly soothes me. "I'm ok don't worry I'm here." He repeats. 

A minute later I come to my senses and step back and slap his cheek hard enough to hear but also not hard enough to actually hurt. "Don't you dare do that to me again. You have no right to scare me like that. I was so worried." I say sternly to him looking him in the eye while he is rubbing his cheek to show I mean it. 

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to worry you, my phone had no internet reception and I needed space." He says looking down. "It's ok I forgive you." I say into his chest as he brought me into another hug. "Good because I'm not sure what if I would've done without my best friend."

"You probably wouldn't have survived." I say jokingly. Looking up at him his smile falters before catching himself and puts up the wall between him and emotions. "Hey, can I talk to you privately?" I whisper in his ear. He nods and picks up his water and moves to his room. Just before he walks in he switches and asks "can we sit in your room insead?"

"Yeah of course." I say confused but oddly happy. We make our way to my room and sit down on the bed. "Are you ok? I don't want any of this bullshit saying I'm fine and that I don't need to worry because even if you talked it over with Gemma or your mum I want to know if you are actually okay. Okay?"

"Look Louis I'm actually fine. And I know you aren't going to believe me but I am actually great. I talked with Gemma and she understood and she helped me see something. So honestly I'm fine. Ok." he says. I look at him but his gaze is averted. Of course he's lying. Why though. 

"Ok." I drop it and stand up. Without thinking I reach down and hug him. My head brushes against his soft curly hair. He smells so good. No stop, I can't think like that. He's my best friend. I quickly pull away and rush out of the bedroom. I can't think like that.

Im so stupid. What's going on? I am straight. Why am I like this? I need tea. I walk out to the kitchen and see Liam and Zayn turn around and smirk at me. Niall is just at the bench stuffing his face with food. "What now?" I say not wanting to deal with this.

 Zayn just touches his hair looking directly at me. I just shrug. I couldn't care less. I walk to the kettle and fill it with water. Grabbing a cup I ask "Do you want tea guys?" I look around and I see Liam nodding but Zayn is just scrunching up face and shaking his head. 

I just roll my eyes and grab out another mug. I find two teabags above the sink ignoring the snickering of Zayn and plop them into the cups.

I pour the water and turn around. I give into Zayn and just put my hand through my hair and I feel fluff just coming out with my hands. "Are you kidding me." is all I say before taking the teabags out and adding the milk and sugar. "There. Now I'm going to sort out my hair and someones going to come and tell me who did it. Or else pranks for two weeks straight." I say before storming off to the bathroom. 

Stupid stupid pranks at least mine don't end with someone getting annoyed or start just after something massive has happened like have some respect. I walk into the bathroom and just drop to the floor. I don't even know why. But I start crying. 

I guess this is just the last straw. I quickly brush out my hair and they must've put 2 whole pillows in my hair. I walk back into the kitchen and see Harry standing there looking at the ground.

I don't even care at this point. "It's ok, I forgive you even though I know that you werent the one that put them in my hair." I say, grabbing my tea. I start to walk out before Harry stops me "Are you okay? You look like you've been crying." he says i just shrug and walk out of the room.

I take off my shirt and crawl into bed. I just need to sleep.