Why'd You Go, Lou?

25

A month had passed without any of the boys talking to Louis.
It was fair to say that everyone was well aware of what happened and by the looks of it Harry was not doing good.
Nobody knew what it was like for Louis, but Harry was absolutely awful.

He tried to play it off as casually as possible, saying things like 'I'm alright guys' or 'don't worry about me', but they all heard the broken sobs Harry failed to choke back every night. They all saw his room become messy as the days went by and the boy himself fall into a deep state of emptiness and sorrow that they had no idea how to help or prevent.

But it also made total sense. The three boys were the ones to witness the undeniable love that was there and the whole world could even tell that they were never just friends, and even less mortal enemies.

//

"HARRYYYYYYY WAKE UUUP" Niall called for about probably the tenth time that morning.

" 'my god" Harry sighed. "I'm up" Harry said walking into the kitchen and seeing Niall as perky as ever.

"Great! C'mon I need you to drive me to New studio" he said with a smile.

"A new studio? You've already got a new manager a team?" He asked sleepily. Honestly he doesn't understand how anybody could wake up this early, or his friends morning joy. A fucking morning person.

"Yeah, Capitol Records." He replied in an exaggerated posh accent. "And they want me to come in to sort of give me a tour thing, I don't really know but I need you to take me."

"What about Simon? And Modest?"

"Anything is better than Simon. I don't care if these people make me twirl are on stage in a pink miniskirt or make me dance around in my own puke. I would do anything to get as far away from Simon and Modest as possible."

"Okayyy, and you can't drive?"

"No, I don't wanna take my car. Pleeeeeaaaasssseeeee Harryyyyy. Pretty pretty please."

"What's wrong with your car?"

"It's shit is what it is. I don't know if you can even call it a car."

"Ni, your car is fine. Just take yours so that I can go back to sleep."

"No I mean it's literally covers in bird shit and who knows what else. There's just like mound of white poo all over and it disgusts me. And plus you've been in the room sleeping for like ever, so you're coming with me. End of discussion. So go do your hair put on some nice clothes, I don't know. Go pretty yourself up and I'll be waiting for you here."

Harry groaned loudly, making sure that Niall could hear the annoyance evident in his voice.

"Thank you!!"

//

Louis was now back at square one. He lost Harry and it ended in a tragedy. Instead of love, care and fulfillment he landed himself with a broken heart and misery. He had turned into a despondent person. And he deserved it. He had hurt who he loved most while trying to cover up what made him happiest. When with Harry, Louis is at his peak; and because he tried to hide it, it ended badly. And Louis truly believed that he deserved every bit of despair that came his way.

He took that sadness and disciplined himself. Guilt coursing through his body and searching for his weak spots, there was no strength left. As defenseless as one can be was his current state.

And to top us all off, he was still under the control of the ruler of hell on earth. Every action, every public decision, every tweet or post was carefully monitored by the one and only Simon or some else from his team.