bruises || stylinson

1.5

Harry

What the fuck.

Like seriously he just punched a fucking wall and then disappeared on me. That's not normal he could have just told me what was wrong.

He's horrible when it comes to actually talking to me and that proved to be true again today. He needs to learn to use his words because seriously this isn't okay. I can't watch him break down every time he doesn't like something all because he doesn't know how to use his words.

I can't keep putting up with this shit. Honestly, I need to give him space, but at the same time that could have horrible consequences. He needs someone to at least be watching out for him or else he's going to end up dead on the side of some street.

I hate that I have to think of him like that, but he hasn't shown me anything to make me feel otherwise. He continues to throw himself into bad situations and at this point it's kind of annoying.

How am I supposed to explain this to Oliver? I went in the bathroom with another boy and then left without him. Especially at this point in our relationship where we don't really know each other yet I can't explain the whole situation to him.

Okay I'll just not say anything straight off the bat, I'll wait for questions. If they ask me for an explanation I'll put together some bullshit that hopefully they'll buy.

Fuck I'm terrible at lying and they'll probably figure that out really quick. At least Oliver will find out that I'm not the type of guy that will lie to him.

I walk out of the bathroom and try to compose myself so there aren't any emotions on my face. I don't want to give any indication of the confusion I am feeling right now. They're staring at me, I don't like that. I shouldn't be the center of attention.

This is making me feel sick to me stomach, I hate this. I hate that I'm probably going to have to justify Louis' actions to my friends once again.

I retake my seat and notice that all of Louis' stuff is gone. Shit he's already been here so things are already fucked up for me.

Oliver leans in and whispers, "Are you okay?"

He's the best. Instead of asking me what happened he wants to check up on me instead. That makes me feel so special, I really needed that right now.

"Everything's just great." I tell him through gritted teeth, obviously not proving that I'm doing great.

"Do you want me to go and talk to him?" He asks, once again being cute. I like that he's trying to be helpful even though there's nothing that he can do.

"If he won't talk to me there's no way he'll talk to you." I tell him, feeling a little bit defeated. "Lets just try and enjoy the rest of our lunch and forget that anything happened."

I pick up my sandwich and take a big bite out of it so he can't ask me any more questions. If I'm chewing he won't be able to ask me anything or get anything out of me which is kind of what I need right now.

I'm honestly just happy that he didn't ask me anything more than if I'm okay. I know we've only known each other for a little bit, but I feel like he really knows me. He knew the perfect thing to say in that situation and that means a lot.

Also, he didn't jump ship whenever things started to get awkward with Louis. I know Louis isn't my ex, but he kind of acts like it sometimes. Especially how he acted towards Oliver made him see like he was jealous and protective of me.

Well he could be jealous and protective and I wouldn't know. He didn't tell me any of his feelings and there's no way that I can help him without knowing anything.