One Direction One shots (boyxboy)

Larry~I'll be with you

warning: self-harm!

~Louis' POV~

The words hurt. Maybe you can't see it from the outside, but in the inside, I'm torn.

I get hate every single day. 

You're ugly. No wonder you have no girlfriend.

You can't sing, so why are you in the band.

I know I should just forget about it, but I can't. Everything they say is true. That's the reason that I cut myself.

My wrists are full of scars. Some more recent than others. Fading, small red lines are spread over my forearms, but I don't care. The pain they cause takes away all the mental pain. It makes me forget.

The second reason I cut is that I'm in love with my best friend and he doesn't love me back. He has a beautiful girlfriend who he loves very much. 

I don't think I can take it any longer. I am planning on giving up soon, but not now.

I'm sitting in the restroom of the building where we have to perform in a few minutes. The door is locked and I'm holding a razor in my hand. Slowly I push the sharp edge in the skin of my wrist. It stings, but that's the feeling I am searching for. The feeling that makes me forget.

Immediately I cut a bit deeper and create more pain. I'm cutting deeper than ever before, but currently, I don't care.

Suddenly there's a knock on the door. 

"Louis? We have to perform in two minutes. Okay?" I hear a wonderful voice say and know that it belongs to Harry. 

"Okay." I say and stand up. Quickly I clean the razor and hide it again. Then I clean up the blood on my forearm and on the ground, but the blood from the cuts keeps floating. I sigh and put a bandage on it.

~30 minutes later on stage~

The performance is going well, but about 5 minutes ago I became a little dizzy. Now it's a lot worse. The world is spinning around and when I look at the bandages I can see and feel the blood seeping through them. 

Maybe I'll leave sooner than I thought. That's the last thing I think before I fall on the ground and everything becomes black.

~No POV~

Louis' bandmates rush towards him when he falls to the ground. Liam calls an ambulance while Zayn tries to discover what happened. Niall is frozen and Harry is screaming and crying for Louis to come back, but when the ambulance finally arrived, it's already too late. The shock is even bigger when it appears that Louis has committed suicide.

In the weeks following on that horrible day, Harry has sunk into depression. He is feeling the worst of all, so nobody is surprised when they find him three weeks after Louis' suicide death in his flat. He lays in his bed an empty bottle of pills in his hand and a letter in his other hand.

I can't live without you, Louis. I love you and I'll be with you. See you soon

Harry.

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Here's a very short one and maybe not that good, but I felt like it, so.

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