Around eight o'clock, all the boys had started to wind down. Vera had left, and they were just sitting in the couch watching "Friends" reruns.
"Hey," Louis broke the silence, "can I show you guys something?" Louis was very scared, he had never shown anyone this before.
But these people were his friends, therefore, it was okay.
He wasn't showing his fear, though. His hands weren't shaking as he saw all three of them nod. His hands didn't shake as he pulled up his shorts, and showed them the many large, parallel, red welts.
"Oh my gosh," all three of the boys got closer to Louis. Tears silently fell down Louis' face as Niall turned off the TV. "Is this what you did during your panic attacks?" Harry asked quietly.
"Yeah," Zayn hadn't said a word, all he had done is watch in awe. Louis hung his head in shame.
"I'm sorry."
"For what?" Niall asked.
"I'm just so fucking sorry." Louis started crying harder now, which caused Harry to cry. "I just-" he couldn't finish because he was crying too hard.