Falling (H.S. X L.T.)

Chapter Twenty-Three

Louis' Pov.
Something was wrong. Me and Niall just got off the phone with Harry and he didn't sound ok at all. He said he was fine but Niall and I both knew that was building. I looked over to see a concerned look on his face.

"Do you want me to drive us over to his house after school to check on him?" I offered, this didn't seem to calm Niall's nerves.

"That's too long away... I'm worried about him Louis." Niall responded, eyebrows furrowed in concerned.

"Lunch just started, we can go check on him when it ends, that's in like 45 minutes, alright?"

"Yeah..that's fine." Just then Zayn and Liam sat down beside us. Me and Niall both smiled at them, but i couldn't shake the bad feeling in my stomach.
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After lunch ended me and Niall left the school, finding my car. We were at Harry's house in no time.

We got out of the car and started running to his door, it was unlocked which was weird.

"Harry!" I called, walking inside the house. Niall and I rushed to Harry's bed room. We were right infront of his door, about to walk inside when he stumbled out, falling right into me. I caught him, may hands gripping his waist tightly. He looked up, confused.

"Louis? Niall? W-what are you guys doing he-here?" He was hiccuping in between sentences. Fuck he was drunk.

"Are you fucking drunk?" Niall asked, he had a shocked expression on his face.

Harry laughed in response and pushed out of my grip, falling back against the wall.

"Maybe a bit." He slurred, giving us both a lazy smile. He was a wreck.

"Harry what the fuck? Why?" Niall asked, he tried to grab the bottle of alcohol from Harry but he moved away from us. He started walking towards to front door.

"You guys- are no fun." Harry slurred, pouting at us both.

"Harry where are you going?" I asked, walking closer to him.

"Outside! It's nice."

"Harry no, you need to stop." I went to grab his arm but he smacked my hand away. I rolled my eyes and snatched the bottle out of his hands.

"Hey!" He said, obviously offended.

"No, you need to stop this right now." Niall was watching from behind me, not knowing what to say. Harry groaned and went to grab the bottle out of my hand, but stumbled too far forward and fell into me yet again. I handed Niall the bottle and caught Harry by his arms, steading him.

"Do you know why he's doing this?" I asked, turning to Niall. Harry tried pulling out of my grip but I held him firmly.

"He's got demons..." Niall sighed. He put the bottle down and walked over to us.

"Come on Harry, lets go put you to bed." Niall tried to beckon Harry closer but he leaned into me more.

"No, Lou is nicer than you, I'm staying with him." Harry pouted. He looked up at me. He was a mess, his hair disheveled and his eyes glossed over. Niall turned to me.

"I suppose you got this then?"

"Yeah yeah, you go I'll take care of it." Niall nodded, walking back out through the front door. Once he closed it I looked down at Harry.

"You need to sleep." I informed.

"Ugh you're so boring!" Harry yanked out of my grasp, but stumbled and fell to the ground. He started laughing and looked up at me.

"Ouch."

"Yeah, come on." I said, grabbing his arm and pulling him up. I pulled him into his room and brought him over to the bed. Before I could get Harry to lay down he turned us around so my back was to the bed and pushed me back, us both falling onto the bed. Harry was on top, straddling my hips lazily. He was swaying while looking down at me, I put my hands on his hips to steady him. He leaned down closer to me and brushed his lips against mine.

"Harry what are you doing..?"

"I wanna kiss you." He said. He furrowed his brows and bent down closer, but I put my hands on his shoulders, easily holding him back.

"No you don't, you're drunk." I sighed, if this was happening and he was sober I'd be all for it.

"So what? That doesn't change that I like you." He giggled. Drunk people are confusing.

"Come on Harry, get off me." He pouted when I said this- laying his whole body down on me and resting his head on my chest.

"I wanna stay like this though." Harry sounded sad almost. It concerned me. I went down to rub his hand but felt a weird material on it. When I looked down I saw his knuckles wrapped in gauze.

"What happened to your hand?" I asked, concerned.

"Just be quiet." Harry gently pressed his finger against my lips, making a 'shh' sound.

"Lets just stay like this for a while." He said, cuddling into my chest more. I sighed, I really wish he was sober.

"Alright Harry."

It didn't take long until Harry was asleep. He was still laying on top of me, rising and falling with every breath I took. I couldn't see his face but I could see all of his hair sprawled across my clothed chest. My mind couldn't stop racing with worries of him. If we were like this in a different situation I would be over the moon, but he was passed out drunk on my chest. I sighed. I should probably get up so he doesn't freak out when he wakes up. With that thought in my head, i gently flipped us over and maneuvered away from Harry. I covered him with his blanket and made sure his head was resting on his pillows. I wasn't going to leave but i could probably go out a brew some coffee for when he woke up.

That's what I'll do.
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Hey hey hey what do we think? I feel like this chapter is kinda bittersweet, idk i kinda like it. Tell me what you think?

Thanks for reading lovelies <33

"Since I can't be with you right now I will have to be content with dreaming about when we will be together again..."

~unknown

Kinda feel like that quote actually fits Harry + Louis' situation in real life :/