sunday » 3:33 pm
Harry's suicidal.
For the first time in his entire life, Harry wants himself dead..
He feels incomplete..
His daughter..His fiance ..
They're gone..
So here he is, standing outside of his window on the ledge as it started to rain harder than it already was, staring down at people begging him not to jump to his death, like he was gonna listen to them anyways..
The skies were filled with large grey clouds, slowing moving with the winds. It was quite calming he must admit..he's always wanted a calming death.
As more people started to crowd around the building, talking to one another about why he's planning on jumping.
Louis hasn't shown up in his dreams for a week, everything was just dark and quiet..too quiet and he hated that. This just convinced him Louis was gone forever and he hated the thought of that.
He's been so miserable and he's sick and tired of it. He's sick and tired of feeling like he's being left to suffer.
He doesn't want any of this..
He doesn't want a life without Louis.
"Take me where I belong.." Harry whispered with his eyes closed, the cold rain patting against his skin mix in with his tears.
A foot is lifted off the ledge as he's getting ready to let go, everybody else is screaming below him but there's a small familiar voice is heard and its right behind him..its so close
"Harry!"
Harry opened his eyes and he slowly turned around, he widens them and opens his mouth..only for a small whimper to escape.
"Louis?" He whispered, the boy nodded slowly and walked towards Harry with an extended hand. He was drenched in rain and he looked exhausted, like he ran up this twelve flights of stairs.
"Harry..come off of the ledge.." Louis said slowly, "give me your hand.."
"You're not really here.." Harry cried, "You're not real, you're dead."
Louis started to cry as well, he watched Harry break with almost evety word he said, he hates looking at Harry like this he expected different, he didn't exect to be walking down the street to see his ex about to jump put of a window with dozens trying to talk him out of it. Louis knew what he's done and he knew this was a bad idea.
"Harry..I'm fucking real! Look at me, I'm right here and I'm telling you..don't jump!" Louis shouted at him. Harry just shook his head and looked back at the smaller boy, wet curls causing the water to run down his face and onto his jacket.
"Harry, I'm alive okay? I'm begging you please don't jump." Louis said, now standing beside the open window. Harry stepped back and put one of he feet on the floor as Louis nodded in encouragement, Harry stepped down completely and his hands still held onto the frame of the large window, "Let go.." Louis whispered.
Harry let go and turned towards Louis, placing his hands on his cheek, Louis looked up at Harry and placed his hand over Harry's, rubbing his thumb over the man's fingers. Harry gasped and looked at him from head to toe.
"I hate you so much right now." Harry cried, leaning forward to kiss Louis on his lips, almost fainting at the touch of Louis..this is real..this is honestly real and he can't believe it, Louis is right here..kissing him back.
Harry pulled away and looked towards the door that Luke just walked through with a small baby in his hands.
"Hey, Harry this little princess was standing outside your door all alone and lost so I thought I'd bring her in here..she looks just like you, yeah?" Luke babbled, placing the "unknown" baby on the counter and cleaning her off a little.
