Tolerate It || l.s ✓

Chapter 32

posted this an hour later than normal but there better be comments

Louis sighed, shaking his head slightly before he jogged after Harry to catch up. "Harry, are you okay?" He asked as he caught up.

"I'm fucking over this." Harry growled in response, continuing to storm away.

"What did they say?" Louis frowned, trying to keep up his pace next to Harry.

"Doesn't fucking matter. I'm over everyone talking about me like I'm not there or like I don't have a mind of my fucking own. They don't know shit about me or my life so why don't they just fuck off?!" One of Harry's hands grasped at his hair, tugging at it. "I'm going home. I can't deal with this today."

"Do you want me to come with you?" Louis asked gently.

"No, no. I just need some time to myself. If I'm around anyone, even you, I'll just snap at you and that will make me feel worse."

"Okay. Please let me know if you need anything."

Harry nodded, chewing the inside of his cheek. "I will. I just need to sleep. I might not come in tomorrow, might just have a couple days off."

"Have a rest, H. You're obviously exhausted and I think you deserve a break. The past few weeks have been relentless for you."

"I feel like a ship that's been thrown against the rocks." Harry mumbled, "I feel battered and close to ruin."

"Go home love, go home and have a few days off. I'll be there for you if you need me to come over or talk to you or anything." Louis furrowed his brow at Harry's state.

"Thank you." He closed his eyes, his bottom lip trembling. Louis gently cradled Harry's jaw, wiping at the tear that slipped down onto his cheekbone.

"Are you alright to drive home darling?" Louis's face was masked with concern.

Harry opened his eyes again, this time they were glazed over with tears. He nodded, trying not blink in the fear of more tears spilling. "I'll be fine, I'm sorry. I just want to go to sleep."

"Okay love, text me when you're home, yeah?"

"Yeah." He nodded. "Hug?" He added in a small voice.

"Big hug." Louis held Harry tightly and Harry melted into him, burying his head into Louis's shoulder. Louis stroked his back up and down gently, pressing a kiss to his temple.

They stayed there for a minute before Harry pulled away. "Think I better get home."

"Alright, drive safely." Louis stroked Harry's arm with his thumb.

Harry nodded.

//

Louis was sat at home on Friday evening, lying on the sofa as he played with his cats. He yawned, stretching as he climbed off the sofa and ambled towards the kitchen to get a cup of tea.

He was humming to himself quietly as he waited for the kettle to boil. As he waited for his tea to brew, he trudged back into the living room, frowning at the amount of notifications that had appeared on his phone.

He swiped up, biting his lip.

Harry: thank you Lou xx

Alongside the text from Harry, which made absolutely no sense, he had 2 missed calls from Zayn.

He called Zayn back, balancing the phone between his ear and his shoulder.

"Hey, everything alright?"

"Louis, have you heard from Harry?" Zayn asked immediately.

"Um, he sent me a text saying thank you about 5 minutes ago. Absolutely no context though so I'm a bit confused, why?"