Scar wars (Larry fanfic)

Harry

It's really bad today. I woke up half an hour ago and couldn't stop crying to save my life. I am on the bathroom floor, sitting here for the last 5 minutes and sob my eyes out. My scars are hurting. My heart is hurting. Everything hurts. Today will be such a shit day. 

I finally succeeded in dressing up and stopping myself from crying. I'm dressed in a black shirt and a black pair of pants. Today I won't be seen by anyone. I look at myself in the mirror, my eyes are swollen and red, I look the worst I've ever looked and it makes me cry again because I have no idea why it comes back. I'm walking like I'm being stabbed everytime I put my feet down and I just want to lay under the blanket and cry myself to sleep hoping everything will disappear once I wake up.

I park the car and take a deep breath.

You're not a weak shit, Harry! 

I get out and look around, the sun is shining, outside is so beautiful, inside my heart? Dark and cold. For a second I lose my balance but I touch my car seeking help. 

What is happening today?

I keep my eyes closed until the shit feeling of dizziness goes away and I look around. Let's hope it was just a one time thing. But it's not because when I try to take a step everything moves with me so I grip the door handle and close my eyes again.

What the hell?

I hear steps coming towards me. Rushed steps and I force myself to open my eyes and straighten myself. 

I'm not weak.

I look around and see Louis reaching out to me wrapping his arm around my right arm supporting me. "Are you okay?" He asks concerned and I stare at him because I feel like everything is moving in slow-motion. My brain has a hard time understanding what he just asks so I do nothing else but stare. He tilts his head and touches the left side of my face making me look at him right in his eyes.

"Do you hear me?" He asks and now I can hear the panic in his voice and I force myself to nod. That doesn't convince him at all and he looks around after what I assume would be a nurse. 

I squeeze his arm and whisper an almost inaudible "no" and he looks at me frowned. "What do you mean no? You're barely functioning, Harry, don't be stubborn." And it hits me. I don't remember when I ate last. I look at him trying to talk but I can't find the strength to do so. He sighs understanding that I don't want him to call a nurse and adjusts his arm around my body. "Let's go inside then. Can you walk?"

Honestly? I don't think I can take one more step. I feel like I'll faint at any moment. But they would think I'm weak if they see me being carried in someone's arms so… I nod weakly. 

I can hear him whispering "The hell you can" and before I can stop him he picks me up and we're already in the middle of the road when I realise what is happening. 

Remember to eat next time.

I just got laughed at by the whole hospital. 

My dad was right, I am weak.

"That's bullshit." I hear him saying and my breath stops because I think I just said that out loud. "You're not weak for feeling unwell. You should know that better than anyone else, Harry." He continues and I feel like I just want to cry. Like crying my eyes out. For the rest of the day. 

I'm being placed on something soft and I can feel every power leaving my body to even open my eyes. My head falls on something that feels like a pillow and I think I black out because I feel nothing anymore.

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Poor Harry and Louis definitely got a heart attack seeing him like that.