Scars fade, don't they?

New thoughts

" So did you kiss him? " Niall asks while doing the dishes, he looks at Louis with a smirk thinking he knows the answer. But he doesn't, that's one thing with Niall that Louis hates. He thinks he knows everything but he doesn't.

" No Niall, I barely know him " Louis answers and rolls his eyes. Meanwhile he feels like he knows everything about him.

" You serious? I thought you would suck his dick if I where honest " He says and laughs.

" Stop it I don't even like him " he lies.

" Louis, why did you go on a date with him if you don't even like him? You must be lying " Niall pinches Louis as he always does, he hates it. It hurts. He slaps Niall back with the towel, Niall flinches and gives him a finger.

" maybe I just wanted to meet new people? I don't wanna be your friend anymore " Louis jokes, Niall rolls his eyes and continue to work as the boss walks in.

They both goes back to working in quietness as the boss inspect them, for some reason he does it. Everytime at 12, well not really inspecting them but he stares. Alot. Specially Louis, he hates it. The thought of someone looking at him freaks him out, that someone is looking at his body.

" Lou? " Louis looks up with a chock, the boss never calls him Lou. And what does he wants. " See me in the office will you? " he says, Louis nods carefully.

What the fuck?

What does he wants? What did Louis do? He hasn't done anything wrong. He has done everything he is told to do.
Louis is shaking and he puts down the pastries, he is terrified. He knows he hasn't done anything wrong so it must be anything else? But what?
Every thought he could come up with is spinning around in his brain, from that time he didn't pull down the curtains right. Or when he dropped the cakes. Can be be fired because he dropped a cake? Is it possible?

He enters the office, it's not really an office it's more like a lunch room. Which they never use. Or at least not Louis.
Charlie, the boss. Kicks out a chair for Louis, himself is sitting across the table.
All Louis could focus on was the salt and pepper spices on the table that is at least one year old, he can't even face Charlie.

" Louis you don't need to be scared " Charlie finally says and breaks the uncomfortable silence, Louis nods and a small laugh leave his lips.

" So Louis " he grabs Louis hand and cups it, he is very confused on what is happening right now. Is he gonna fire him and is trying to be nice as possible?
Louis stares into his brown eyes in confusion. " How are you doing? Is everything alright? " Charlie asks.

Louis immediately takes his hand back out of Charlies dry hands, he frowns and looks at him.

" Huh? " Louis says and looks around, he is confused over how he knows. He thought he hid it well.

" Please Lou, I'm only trying to help you " Louis shakes his head in denial, he can't just let people know how he feels. How fucked up he is. " I heard from someone that you cut yourself "

Louis freezes, how the fuck did anyone know? He looks down at his thighs that he slashed the other night after Harry, he felt so disgusting after seeing him. He doesn't know why though, but he deserves it.

" Please Louis, we are trying to help "

This is when Louis nearly threw the table, he had enough. Trying to help? They only makes it worse. And how did either Niall or Liam know? He really wanna know. So he can be better at hiding it.

" Charlie I'm terribly sorry but I don't know what you're talking about right now, I don't hurt myself " Louis says, his throat is burning right now. He wants to run away.
Charlie looks at him and bites his lip, he looks confused. Did he embarrass himself now for accusing someone for cutting themselves?

" A college told me they saw your wrist when you were washing your hands the other day, Louis please I really want to help you " he says and tries to hold Louis hand but he just flinches away.

" Who " Louis can't face Charlie right now, he is starring down on his thighs.

" I can't tell you, I'm sorry "

Louis feels anger, and betrayal. Who did this? Liam or Niall are the only suspects, he doesn't even want to imagine that Niall could be the suspect. He feels like it's Liam. But he can't just assume that, if it's not him.

" Charlie I'm very sorry but I don't hurt myself and I need to get back to work and help Niall " Louis says, he pushes the chair under the table and leaves the lunchroom.

As he opens the door to the cafe he faces Niall, for some reason his gut is telling him that it is Niall. He hates himself for it, he hates himself for blaming Niall.

" Fired? " Niall jokes, Louis gives him the finger and takes his stuff. " Where are you going? "

" Home, I came early this morning " Louis answers and leaves before Niall has the chance to say anything.

The snow is falling down and the wind is strong, no one is out in the streets now. Only idiots.
Louis jacket is thick but he still manage to be cold, so cold he think he might die. But he won't. It's not far from his apartment, one time he had to walk thirty minutes everyday from his work and home. He hated it, so he is grateful now.
He can feel tears building up behind his eyes, and that familiar feeling in his throat. He just wants to cry and scream, not in the streets where people can see him. But he still feel that wet drop running down his cheek, fuck he thinks. Hopefully no one sees him, it's so embarrassing to cry.

All suddenly he bumps into something tall and hard, he nearly fall to his feet but he managed to catch himself.

" I'm so sorry it's my fault- Hi Lou " it's a familiar voice, fuck fuck fuck.

It's Harry, he wishes he could just sink to the bottom and drown. Why now? Why not later. Harry is wearing his black jeans, black sweater and his big black coat. He is all black today, he looks hot. As usual, just more sexier.

" Hi " Louis says, he is looking down at his wet shoes. He hopes Harry doesn't notice that he is crying.

" Are you crying? Are you alright? " dammit. he is wiping away tears from Louis cheeks.

" No it's just snow that has melted on my cheeks " Louis lies, that was probably the worse lie he ever told anyone. It's literally so obvious now that he is in fact crying.

" Let me take you home " Harry says and grabs Louis hand. He can't help but notice how perfectly their hands match together.

He is shocked over how fast Harry walks, Louis is almost flying behind him. He has the urge to tell him to slow down because he feels like he's going to pass out, of dizziness. Suddenly Harry digs his heels into the fresh snow, he turns around and looks at Louis with a strange look.

" Wait, where do you even live? " Harry asks and burst out laughing, they both do. A few tears leaves Louis eyes, Harry stops and wipes them away thinking he is still crying.

" I'll show you "

Louis shows him his home, he feels a little bit embarrassed showing his apartment. It's small and dusty, he hopes he didn't leave his laxative out. That would be embarrassing.
Louis can feel his heart pump, it feels like it's going hundreds. His chest is aching from the running, like he's been running a mile.

But Harry doesn't look like he's bothered at all, his sweet smile is still on his face while he looks around for a few seconds.
Louis bites his lip, he is stressed. He doesn't want Harry here, well yes he does. But he wishes he could be more prepared, so he could hide everything.

" Hi "

Louis jumps out of his own thoughts, he meets Harrys green eyes. He is holding Lisa, she seems so sweet to him. She is usually mean and bitter to everyone she meets.

" She is usually mean and bitter " Louis says, Harry raise his eyebrows. Louis feels the same.

" She is so sweet? " Harry laughs, he pats her on her white fluffy belly and she licks his finger.

" What " Louis sounds shocked, well he is. Lisa never behaves like this, never. No one is allowed to touch her belly, not even Louis himself.

" I'm surprised "