All I've Ever Known

25 - Harry

Harry panted as he ran faster down the small lane way, he could feel his heart pumping in his chest, could feel his pulse racing in his throat as he tried to escape. He could feel sweat trickling down the back of his neck and brimming his hairline, he had to run. He heard shouting again, a group of guys had been following him for a while and he had thought nothing of it until he saw their faces, it was them.

Harry could see a figure approach at the top of the dark alley-way and he picked up his pace again, running until he couldn't breathe. Just as he thought he was out of sight of the men, running down another alley in the back streets near his house, he found that he was trapped. He panted heavily, hands resting on his knees as he crouched down. Sweat was dripping from his face, he felt a cold shiver as he looked around to see himself stuck in a dark and dingy backstreet with no way out.

The men approached quicker, Harry couldn't move, he was stuck, panting, panicking, his body was shaking uncontrollably –

"Harry! H! Baby"

Harry threw his eyes open and jolted upright in his bed, he could still feel the rush of adrenaline pulsing through his veins, his back sticky from sweat. He looked around confused for a moment before meeting Louis' worried blue eyes, his brow in a set frown and concern etched into his face.

Harry dropped his head to his hands as he felt tears sting behind his eyes, Louis' hand was on his shoulder in an instant, rubbing his back lovingly, Harry's tears fell.

"-m sorry" He hiccupped weakly, his throat thick with a sob that was trying to escape

"Baby no, you're okay, you're alright" Louis shushed him, bringing Harry's body down on top of him so that his face was pressed against his bare chest.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Louis asked gently, Harry shook his head in a 'no' to which Louis let out a small sigh.

"That's the third time this week, love. I'm worried about you" Louis spoke gently and sincerely, making Harry's gut crunch in guilt.

"I'm okay", Harry lied

"Don't lie to me, baby. You're not and that okay, I just wish you'd tell me what's wrong. I hate seeing you like this" Louis said sadly, Harry buried his head further into his boyfriend neck and snuggled into the pillows further.

How on earth could he tell Louis what was wrong? He wouldn't understand, well he would, but he would be so angry and upset. Harry couldn't face it yet. Especially when they were doing so well, it had been just over 2 weeks since the pair were photographed together and as much as they were still trending on most social medias, their management had calmed down a bit. Mostly due to Harry, but he was glad that Louis had stayed with him these last couple of nights.

Unfortunately, the guilt he felt had manifested back into his recurring nightmares that he hadn't had in a while and he was exhausted. Harry knew it was a matter of time before he would have to tell his boyfriend what he had planned, well not him per say but his management team. Hopefully Louis would understand that it would be for the best, it was either do a stupid PR stunt or be sued for millions over the contract breach, and Harry would be dammed if he was giving Simon anymore of his money.

"Baby, please I-I can't do this anymore. H I'm so worried about you, you're- you never keep things from me" Louis said dejectedly, sitting up in bed and gripping Harry's face in his hands.

Harry let his eyes shut closed as he felt Louis thumbs wiping at his shed tears on his cheeks, Harry sniffled and tried to get his breathing under control. He opened his eyes to ocean blue staring back at him, he loved Louis first thing in the morning. He loved him all the time, but especially like this, sleepy eyes, messed up hair that resembled a hedgehog, scruffy bead that he hadn't shaved in a week. God, he was gorgeous.