Trying to be Superman

Chapter 1

**Louis' POV**

I was always the one smiling, the one telling jokes, the one that had a positive look on life. Well I was.

"I HATE YOU!" Eleanor screamed as tears rolled down her face. I was powerless, nothing I could do to stop her. She wouldn't listen.

"El-" I started and she cut me off.

"No, Louis don't. Don't even try to make this right! It's too late!" She said, and turned to walk out the door. I crumpled to the floor, not able to take it anymore, and cried. I didn't even try and hold it in, I just cried. All those times we had together. All those times she made me smile. All those times we talked on the phone for hours. All those times were gone. And I wasn't going to get them back. I sat there, for hours. Just crying, I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't think without it hurting. I heard the door open and I didn't even bother to look up, it didn't matter. I knew it wasn't Eleanor so I didn't care.

"Tommo," I heard Harry sigh, and I looked up. His eyes were filled with worry, and sadness. He walked closer and I lunged out grabbing him and attaching myself to him. He hugged me tightly and I cried, all over again. This time Harry was there to comfort me. When I finally stopped crying me and Harry sat on the couch, he still held my hand.

"Lou, what happened?" He finally asked, I flinched, and he squeezed my hand.

"El-" My voice broke. "She left," I whispered, and he pulled me back into another hug. At that moment with his strong arms around me, I felt whole. The hole that El had left Harry filled. I realized I loved him. More than like brothers. More than anything. More than life. I knew I needed him. Forever, and always.

Harry fell asleep there on the couch, me in his arms. I felt so happy, him by my side. That I fell asleep without thinking about El. Just him.