Hurt |L.S|

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Hellouuu, sorry for not updating :( I don't really have am excuse, but I'm sorry. As you may noticed, I changed the cover of my book :) I hope you like the cover and the following chapter. <3

Louis' Pov:

"Lou! Stop pulling your goddamn hair. Stop, you idiot!"

But I don't want to. I left him when he was experiencing so much pain. I'm a horrible, horrible man.

I deserve this little pain for how much I hurt him. I'd deserve so much more hate from him. I always knew that I hurt him badly but hearing it from him let's all my carefully built up walls crumble.

I let this amazing human being be in so much pain and I didn't look back when I walked away. And all I can do now is to apologize again and again and again.

Still not stopping pulling at my hair I feel a soft hand cupping my cheeks pulling my face slightly upwards.

"Look at me." I don't want to look at him so I avoid eye contact. Look everywhere, just not at him. I can't see how much hate there is on his face, I already am experiencing so much guilt. But Harry was never someone to give up fast.

"Boobear, please look at me." The nickname gives me the last push and I look up. I know how wrecked I probably look: My blue eyes are most likely glossed over and I have new and old tear staines on my cheeks. But I'm not the one who was hurt by their best friend and...uhm- just their best friend. His forrest green eyes are likewise glossed over. He looks at me and I stare back, entranced in the beautiful and somewhat calming color.

With slow strokes Harry wipes the falling tears away but they won't stop coming down. Before I know it he gives up and pulls me into his chest. And then there's no stopping. The warmth and the familiarity left me with tears streaming down my cheeks like a waterfall. And I feel foolish because Harry is the one that got hurt by me and insulted by his girlfriend. But I can't help it. The guilt from all the past years is flowing right out of me.

I feel a drop on my hair and look up only to see that Harry is silently crying his heart out. Returning the favor from before I swipe my thumbs softly over his cheeks while silently whispering excuses again and again. I enjoy the close contact but what I enjoy even more is how he relaxes into my hands. He lets me wipe the tears away and leans into my kiss to his forehead.

Bold move I now, especially in such a situation, but it's something that always brought comfort over both of us. It promises that we are here for each other and will always support our other half. It means the world to me that he lets me do it and I start crying even harder. I had so many flashbacks to all the times we had to do this because one of us was badly hurt and I just thought how we grew older without each other. And it was all my fault that I broke the promise. But I don't intend to do it ever again.

With a final squeeze I let go of him and gaze at him. How can one human be this pretty? His eyes are red and puffy and his lips swollen, because he was nibbling at them, and he still looks perfect. We exchange a look. One look is full of acceptance, but you can still make out a question, and the other one is full of apologies and guilt.

With a bit of a raspy, deeper voice Harry tells me that we need to get over to the car and not let our friends wait any longer. But we both know that this conversation is not over yet. We still have some catching up to do and some questions that need to be answered. But it was good that we talked about it, we made a big step. But one thing I want to ask now and not in front of all the boys:

"This isn't the first time Olivia said something like that, right? Do you believe her?"

I study his reaction closely but I'm not as good as Zayn and apart from a short shock I don't notice anything.

"No it's not and why not believe the truth?" With that he walks towards the plane's exit, leaving me back here dumbfounded and shocked. Still trying to wrap my head around the thing he said I follow him towards the exit.

Close to the driver it finally sets in. He believes her. He heard it so many times that he thinks it's the truth. But we're all wonderful, wonderful people. What she does is mental abuse and manipulating him into thinking he needs her. And it seems to work.

In that exact moment I decide that I will stand by his side and help him through all of that, even if he doesn't want my help. With my little kiss I promised something that I will not break again.

To say we got weird look from our former bandmates is an understatement. They looked at us as if we are aliens and monster. I mean I wouldn't be any different if two of my best friends got into the car, eyes red and puffy and with tearstained cheeks.

But just as always Zayn seems to know more than the others and even Harry and myself know because he nods slightly in our direction, a small smile displayed on his face.

A sigh is the only indicator before a warm head lays itself on my shoulder. The short, curly hair is tickling my neck and the warm feeling in my stomach is oddly comforting. But I still freeze when I truly notice what just happened. Zayn, again, just smiles at me, after noticing how I froze up, but this time with a sparkle of mischief in his eyes. Liam and Niall are not as subtle and I hear a little squeak and a slap of a hand.

When I can't ignore the warm feeling anymore I place my head softly in his silky, soft hair. I can't help the content sigh and turn a bit red when even Zayn can't contain his soft smile anymore and lets it break out into a big, toothy grin. And that's the last thing I see before I fall asleep again.

I'm woken up by a soft cradling movement. I'm held by two strong arms and the warmth of whoever is caring me is lulling me back to sleep immediately. And now the last thing I hear is a silent but meaningful:

"Thank you."

Maybe broken hearts heal with the right person by your side.

Sorry again but I hoped you liked it <3

I hope you had a nice weekend and see you soon <3

Aaaaaaaand we got to 500 reads, yeahhhhh, never thought it would get this far, so thank you so so much for reading and voting for this story <3 I'm happy about all the comments even if I sometimes don't respond to them <3

~Noëlle

28.08.22