It's been weeks after the incident with Harry and Louis happened, and Louis has been taken to the hospital to be recovered and taken care of. Louis has stayed there for two nights or so, and has been missing collage. Today was the day he had to come back to his roommate that caused him misery. Harry.
Louis steadily walked down the hallways towards his dorm room, and pulled his key card to swipe. He bent to much, causing pain to his stomach, he had dropped the card. "Shit" Louis hissed, flinching. He couldn't bend anymore, or else his skin would rip open.
" Need some help?" Someone spoke. Louis hesitantly turned around facing a tall boy. "Hi, Im Zayn… do I know you?" He continued looking a Louis sideways.
"Um, yeah. I went to your-" Louis stopped right there trying to get the imagine of him getting beaten up out of his minds.
"My party! Oh right! You're the guy who got-" Zayn stopped speaking, noticing Louis' change of emotion.
"Yeah…" Louis breathed.
"Sorry." Zayn said, scratching the back of his head.
"It's fine… and yeah I do need a bit of help." Louis chuckled softly. Zayn got closer to him and bent down as he picked up the card.
"Here ya' go mate." He laughed, handing Louis the card.
"Thanks, man… see you around?" Louis spoke.
"Good luck." Zayn said, turing around to leave, but Louis stopped him.
"W-what?" He asked in confusing.
"I said good luck.."
"I dont understand.." Louis scrunched up his eyebrows.
"Well, I mean, You ARE Harry's roommate right? Im just saying watch out because me and him go way back." Zayn replied, walking off into the dark sorrow hallways. Louis didn't understand a word he had just said to him. Was he refereeing to Harry's dangerous side?
Louis slide the card through the slot, hesitantly opening the door. He walked in slowly, or at least as fast as his weak legs could move. He walked in and saw Harry sitting on the couch staring blankly at a wall. Louis dropped his bags feeling exhausted. The impact of the sound, making Harry turn his attention to him.
"L-Louis?" Harry stuttered, with wide eyes. Louis looked at him dead straight in the eyes, and started walking off. Harry jumped off of the couch, walking towards Louis, and grabbing him arm.
"Louis, wait-" He spoke.
"I don't want to talk to you right now." Louis stated steadily.
"Well, I wanna talk." Harry sternly said into his ear. Louis took Harry's hand off of his arm and walked towards his bedroom. Harry stayed there in shock of how Louis was now, He quickly followed Louis towards the bedroom, he had to apologize, nothing seemed right anymore.
"I want to talk…"
"What do you have to say then?" Louis asked, sitting down on his bed. Harry sat down next to him, slowly speaking,
" I didn't mean to hurt you…" Harry said , with a shaky breath.
" I don't want to hear the same old bullshit, Harry." Louis chuckled lowly.
"It's not bullshit, Im trying to tell you something so please…Just listen." Harry said, looking down.
"Speak." Louis simply said.
"I-I don't know what's wrong with me, Lou…" Harry said, with tears forming in his eyes. Louis sat there with shocked, more serious expression as to he had never seen Harry cry before. Louis studied Harry's features, he noticed how dark under Harry's eyes were. He probably haven't been sleeping well these past few days. Harry ran his fingers though his hair, wiping some of his tears away.
"I never use to be like this though, courages, brave or any of that stuff." Harry continued, as Louis listened to him carefully.
" I always got bullied at school." He said slowly, Louis eyes widened, and he continued to listen to him.
" I got bullied at school, and I came home but nothing ever changed…" Harry said, smiling sadly at the ground.
"W-Where are you going with this Harry?" Louis asked, quietly.
"I was abused by my own father, Louis.." Harry replied, tears rolling down his cheeks. Louis stared at him, feeling his heart drop down into an endless pit. Harry started to get more worked up. " Those knives and things in my room… they aren't mine." Harry shakily said.
"No-" Louis said in disbelief.
"They're my dads.." Harry finished sobbing into his palms, unstable to contains his crying much longer.
"Harry, Im sorry.."
"Giving p-pain to others to others is the only way I feel free.. I am trying to stop. I promise." He huskily cried, into his own arms.
" I can't do this anymore." Louis said, wincing in pain, slowly getting closer to Harry's side to hold him.
"Louis, Im sorry! You suffered your whole life because of me! Im s-sorry!" Harry sobbed into Lou's shoulder. The sound of Harry's cries, muffled into Louis' chest.
"Harry, Im sorry..I don't want to say." Louis said, with sad tears running down his cheeks as well. Harry rose up from Louis' chest, making his green eyes burn into Louis.
"N-No you sh-shouldn't be sorry… I deser-" Harry was interrupted, and without any warning, Louis crashed his lips into Harrys.
Harry's eyes widen at Louis' sudden move, Louis waited for a respond, Harry slowly responded, making their lips move in sync. They continued kissing, they're lips moving together in perfect sync, enjoying the moment. Before Louis noticed Harry was now on top of him their lips connecting. Louis ran his fingers on Harry's mop of curls, brushing his fingers along his neck. Harry slipped his tongue along Louis' bottom lip trying to gain access, which he immediately let him. The kiss wasn't any of the kisses Harry has had before, It was different. It was passionate. Harry grabbed the back of Louis' neck, wanting more. Harry moaned from in-between the kiss, as he was enjoying it. Harry was taking control, he slid his hand underneath the hem of Louis white T-shit, before he could remove the layer he had touched Louis'
stitched. Louis pulled back and winced in pain, he shut his eyes trying to make the pain go away. Harry's eyes widen at what he had just done.
"Shit." Harry hissed at himself.
"I-Im sorry… Im sorry!" Harry quickly said.
"No, Im sorry! It wasn't you… I shouldn't have done that, I shouldn't have ki-" Louis stopped not knowing what to say afterwards.
"Im just uh, going to go bed then. Goodnight." Harry simply said, walking away fasted into his room.
"Goodnight, Harry." Louis whispered to himself, not believing what has just happened.
