The first tear slips past Louis eye as he gets out of bed in a haste. He's still in a haze trying to process if life's even real. They kissed, well a little more than kissed but he wasn't complaining. He goes into his bag willing his fingers to move quicker as he makes to change into his cloths. He needs to leave right now. Harry obviously didn't want him, if not he wouldn't have ran away like that. Louis saw the second regret settled into Harrys face when he realized what he'd done, and it broke Louis to think that a moment he'd taken so much pleasure out of, didn't mean anything to the older boy.
He wipes furiously at his eyes, mad at himself to have even for a second think that Harry saw more in him. As Louis passes the restroom he hears the shower running and tries to be as quite as possible as he sneaks into the hall and out the door. The cold hits him instantly, skin prickling and sending a shiver down his spine. He doesn't even know what he's supposed to be doing as he stands on the other side. He's stuck between the threshold of the only place he's found comfort and the outside which has brought him nothing but sorrow.
He wills himself to move his feet no matter how much he just want to go back inside. 'Oh right, school' he thinks as he begins walking. Except he ignores that thought and chooses to go to the only other place that's ever felt right. Screw school, screw Harry, and screw the world honestly. All he's ever know is suffering and its getting tiring. Never being able to look forward to anything, because he's always waiting for the shoe that will unwillingly drop.
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Harrys just stepped out of the shower and he instantly notices the body that is missing on his bed. He sighs as he makes to get dressed. Once he's dressed he goes to find the small boy, passing the living-room with still no sign. He steps into the kitchen expecting to find Louis but he's only met with Zayns gaze. He's gone. Harry instantly feels regret pool at the bottom of his stomach. Zayn hearing Harry walk in looks up giving Harry a questioning look as he takes in the expression on Harry's face. "What happened?"
"Have you seen Louis?" Zayn just stares at Harry, taking in his demenour before he slowly answers, "Noooo," "are you going to tell me what's up orrrr" he drags the words out.
Harry groans out before he say "I kissed him". Zayn squawks at his reply mouth popping open with a sound. "And like, we got a little to into it" Harry says hands gripping his curls frustratedly, while Zayn remains stunned. Harry doesn't know how its possible but Zayns jaw drops even more than before, his eyes bulging out and eyebrows raising higher.
"We didn't do anything, but like," he groans "I messed up", Harry finishes.
Zayn's still staring at Harry with wide eyes. "Zayn!!", comes Harry's voice, "I need you're help here. Tell me what to do". Zayn shakes himself from his stupor. "Alright, alright, so you kissed the kid, now, what's the problem?".
"I kinda left him in bed right after, and..." he mutters before Zayn cuts in.
"You're going to have to give more cowbell Harold, I can't help if I can't hear you" he says. "I left him" Harry says louder, "I just got up and basically ran away from him right after. I was his first kiss and I just left him all rumpled up and sleep hazy without uttering a single word. God I'm a jerk". Zayn listens intently nodding his head as Harry finished then says, "Kinda".
"So where'd you leave him then?". "I literally asked you that when I walked in", comes Harry's response. "Oh yeah" Zayn says as he remembers.
"I saw his bag with his cloths still in my room so he's probably just gone to school", Harry says noncommittally as he starts to think about the poor boy walking to school alone, and confused. God Harry's an asshole.
"What are you going to do" Zayn asks breaking Harry from his thoughts. "I don't know, he's just a kid, you know?".
"Shoulda thought of that while you were defiling him", Zayn says with a smirk. "It was just a kiss Z", Harry says determined to make Zayn believe him.
Zayn just stares at Harry knowingly and Harry flushes. "He looks up to me, I just want to help him". Zayn doesn't know the exact nature of Harry and Louis relationship but from the small bit Harry has told him, he know that Louis is having trouble at home and needed a place to stay.
"Well I don't see why you cant help him and get him off at the same time, so you could see why I'm just a little confused". Harry splutters at the response. "I'm serious if the kid needs someone then be that someone, doesn't really matter the nature of y'all's relationship".
"But he's just a kid", Harry answers half heartedly. "Oh and you're quite the adult aren't you mister footy pjs", Zayn rebuts. "Don't act like you didn't say they were more comfortable than regular pjs too", Harry wines out. Zayn laughs at his childish antics.
"Thanks Z".
"Whatever tosser, now leave me alone, you have a class to get to" Zayn replies smiling.
As Harry walks out of the kitchen he starts to mentally prepare himself for his talk with Louis. He's got to fix things. The small boy felt so right in his arms, he doesn't think he can go back to that feeling of emptiness. Harry only hopes its not to late, but he's determined to fix this, whatever this is or wherever it might lead to.
***Authors notes
Omg this is gonna be the thrid time Louis doesn't brush his teeth!!! Please don't hold this against me or lets just pretend that Louis is like a mutant human that's immune to all ailments. And if y'all didn't notice sorry for bringing attention to it, but I noticed and I couldn't find a way around. Anyway hope y'all enjoyed, feel free to leave comments and kudos :)))
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