Heaven Sent

Tired Of Fighting

    "What in the literal fuck is he doing here."  Zayn threw his cleaning towel down and was about to jump over the bar when Louis caught him.
     "Do you want to explain who he is that you're about to kill and go to jail for?" 
   Zayn pointed at Harry, who just walked in and was sitting at the far side of the bar. Louis caught his breath at the sight of him. He looked as lost as Chrsitopher did the first time, he walked into Uncle Jarry's and Louis saw him. Harry wasn't looking around though, nor did he lift his head from the bar. Lou knew something was up but didn't have a clue what it was.
     "Leave him be Zayn." Louis said calmly. "He won't stay long."
     "How do you know? Please let me just kick his ass so he doesn't ever come back here."
     "I said leave it, Zayn." Louis said, warning him.
      "Alright, fine, FINE! But he screws you over again, i won't be here to hold you up."
      "Yes, you will asshole, stop lying."
      "You're right, i will but i am not staying tonight. I'll be back once the place closes to help clean." He told Lou as he playfully kissed the top of his head and headed up to his apartment.

   Louis walked over to Harry, "Can i get you a drink?" Harry just looked up at him, then stood up, picked up his coat, and walked out the door. "Okay then i guess not." Louis said and went back to serving his other customers.
      Harry did this, six more times that week. Every night he would sit down and wait for Lou to ask him if he wanted a drink, and every time Harry would just get up and leave. Liam was getting a kick out of all of it but would not interfere.
      "What is his deal? Why come in if you're not going to say anything or drink anything? Please Louis let me just kick him out and tell him not to come back in." 
      "No Zayn. It's obvious he has something to say but doesn't know how to say it. Give him time and let him be. He will talk when he is ready to talk." 
   Ed, Niall, and Liam started to bet on what time Harry would come in at night and how long it would take him to leave. Zayn and Hector all upped the game and added if Harry would actually talk to Louis or not before leaving.
     "You all are being assholes." Louis told them all as he watched Harry once again, as he walked through the bar door and sat at the same spot at the bar.
       "Niall go up and serve him, maybe he'll talk to you." Ed nudged Niall's arm. 
       "You think he might?"
       "Go try and find out." He told him.
       "Wait, what's the bets tonight? I got $100.00 on he talks but leaves." Hector yells from the kitchen window to the guys hanging at the end of the bar. 
    Louis tried to make himself look busy by wiping down the bar top as he watched Niall walk over to Harry out of the corner of his eye. 
    "Something from the tap Harry?" Niall asked Harry and was actually answered with a small nod of the head. Niall turned around, smiled at the guys, and gave them a thumbs up. He poured Harry a Guiness and walked back over to set it down in front of him.
     "Thank you, Niall." Harry said very faintly with his head still down, but it was heard.
     "You are welcome Harry. Anything else and i'll be back to check on you okay." Niall waited a sec to see if Harry was going to say anything else but nothing. So, he walked back to the guys.            "Did he talk?" Hector asked from the back.
       "Yup!"
        "Awesome i win! Pay up bitches." Hector laughed but went back to cooking the bar orders.
    The boys were all still watching Harry, who had yet to lift his head to look at anything or anyone. Lou let Harry drink his beer as the bets were still being taken behind him.
    "Enough of this. You guys are totally awful." Lou told them as he walked over to where Harry was sitting. Without noticing Lou was even there, Harry gulped down the last of his beer but looked up to stare at Louis who had just asked if he could get him another one. Harry shook his head no and once again grabbed his coat and pretty much ran out of the door. 
       "Wait, i should win. He didn't even pay or tip for that beer. The shit head jiffed me." Niall tried to explain to them. The group of them laughed as they started to count out their money again.
  Harry didn't come back for two days but then in the middle of a Saturday night rush he came strolling in stood watching the band until his, what now was considered his usual seat, became available. Niall didn't say a word to him as he put a beer down in front of Harry without even asking if he wanted anything. Harry nodded his head and gulped it down. Again, without even asking Nail to put another beer and this time a shot of Jägermeister down in front of him.         "You look like you could use this tonight." 
      "Thank you, Niall." Harry said and actually looked up to slightly smile at him.
      "My pleasure." Nial bowed a little and left to pour out more orders. 
    Louis came up next to Harry and made him jump as he turned to see who was getting close to him. "Are you going to stay tonight or run away again?" Louis asked him. Harry couldn't even look at him but tried to move his stool back so he could leave, only Louis put his foot behind the legs, so Harry was stuck.
       "Please stay."
        "I can't." Harry sounded broken when he finally answered Louis.
        "Are we ever going to talk about what happened last week or are we just going to ignore it and have you just keep coming in here to not say a word and leave?"
        "I won't come back, i promise."
        "Shit Harry, please don't do this. Not like this please. And not here. Stay, eat, have another beer, and listen to the band but please talk to me." 
    "Weren't you the one who did not want to talk to me?" 
    Harry seemed to be thinking it over when Louis handed him a menu. Ignoring his question. "I know you're hungry." Louis walked away from him to go back behind the bar. He helped a few people out then came back to Harry. "Now what will it be?"
        "Your chicken noodle soup with grilled cheese and bacon please."
        "You got it. Another shot or beer too?"
        "Root beer please."  Louis smiled at him and got one back. "One root beer it is. It's a comfort food kinda night huh?"  Harry didn't say anything else but put his head back down. 
    'So, this is how it is going to be then huh?' Louis thought to himself as he was putting Harry's order in.
     "He finally talked to you?" Niall came up and asked him.
     "Uh huh but then he went quiet again. I did get him to stay and order some food though."               "Well, that is a start somewhere i guess." Nial told him. 
    Louis brought over Harry his food when it came up in the window, and he could hear Harry's stomach just rumble. "Little hungry?" Harry slowly nodded his head yes.  Louis walked away from him and put in another grilled bacon and cheese order.
    Harry was just finishing his first sandwich when Louis was bringing over his second one. "I uh didn't.."
       "Eat it. I can tell you haven't been eating, or sleeping, you look like shit."
       "Gee thanks, you too." Harry said as nicely as possible.
       "Hence why this, whatever it is, can't go on any longer or we both will end up in the looney bin."
    Harry couldn't disagree with that. Being in a constant state of denial, confusion, depression, and slightly obsessed since the day Lou and him had sex. Nobody could give him an answer but himself.  Watching him behind the bar Harry couldn't lie he was still attracted to Lou. But it was so wrong. He was with Christopher. He was Christopher's love. Even though the brothers haven't talked in two years he still felt like he was betraying him and taking advantage of Lou in a way. Lou only wanted him because he looked like and reminded him of Chris and Louis would do anything to have Chris back. Harry didn't even know if Lou wanted him for him. It had to be just as weird for Louis, wasn't it?
    "Finish up and maybe we can go to the house and have a heart to heart?"