Remember Why (Larry)

Part 4

Louis POV

There was a figure walking down my street with a box in his hand, I'm assuming he was the mail man because he put the box in my mail box. As he started walking away I made my way down stairs to get the box, whatever it was, and realized that wasn't the mail man. The box had no stickers or anything, it was just hand delivered. It read "To: Louis From: Harry" but I don't know a Harry. 

I shrugged and went inside, placing it down on my dresser because I was starving and needed food, now! Liam came over and grinned before saying he'd finally gotten fatherless humiliated. We still called him fatherless even after all this time and I felt insanely guilty  after hearing what Liam had done. I barely know the kid and yet we've known each other for 11 years or so. I was already 17 as my birthday had passed in December and even got my drivers license finally. 

Zayn and Niall came over soon after, and they brought the pizza. Liam continued with his story about fatherless and Zayn added in, "he put that one paper in his backpack when I let him out." 

I looked up in suprise, "Who'd do that?" And everyone shrugged as Liam stood up to turn on my T.V. 

"Louis, who's Harry?" Liam asked, holding the box I'd received. 

"I don't know but give me that." I shrugged, grabbing the box. I opened it to see an envelope and opened it to read. 

"Holy shit..." I stood up. "Guys, oh my God,  guys we need to find Harry now!" I was panicking before I realized they don't even know who Harry is. In our defense we never had him in our classes except me in elementary and I never paid enough attention when teachers did role call. 

"We need to find fatherless!" I put the box in my back pack and ran out as the boy followed me asking questions like crazy and panicking because of my panic. 

"He's about to kill himself and I don't know where he lives and, oh my gosh, this is all my fault." I was panicking as I got into my car with the boys and sped off in the direction I saw him go. But how do you find a guy who no one knows anything about? 

"Change of plans, I'm going to park, start asking people if they know where a curly haired boy with green eyes lives," I said, "but not as creepily, like a stalker." I finished as I rushed to stop the car and we all got out. I ran down the street until I saw people and kept asking everyone if they knew a boy named Harry, or seen him and everyone shook their head until I stopped by a store and went in to ask the workers. 

One lady said, "Do you mean apple boy? He comes in once a week to buy an apple." And she pointed me towards his neighborhood and I didnt know which house or road so I asked people in the neighborhood until one man said, "oh, he walks to and from school every morning and night. Dunno where he lives though." He pointed across the street at a few houses. I immediately called the boys and told them where I needed them to meet me and knocked on the doors I was pointed to hurriedly.

People answered with confused faces and no one seemed to know what was going on, I was panicking which only made matters worse. 

No one knew who or where Harry was and I was beginning to panic even more. I knocked on the another door only no one was answering and Niall was down the street with Zayn. I tried to pick the lock but it wasn't working so Zayn pushed me aside and slammed into the door twice before it broke  as we ran into a house of broken glass and beer bottles everywhere as we went to look for Harry. 

His bathroom was empty and so were the kitchen, guest bedroom, main bedroom, living room, dining room, and guest bathroom. 

Finally we got to the bedroom at the end of the hall and the door was locked. I looked at Zayn as he sighed, slamming into the door until it broke. We ran in to see Harry laying stretched out on the carpet, with a small smile and three empty pill bottles next to him. I quickly checked his pulse to see that any second it would be gone. 

"Call 911!" I screamed and tried CPR even though it wasn't a breathing problem. I kept making sure his pulse was still there until the ambulance arrived and put him on the stretcher, "One of you can ride with him." A guy said and I immediately got in, tossing my keys to Niall as Liam finally arrived at the house. 

They raced off and connected Harry to the few things they could in the ambulance and wrote notes down and then we were at the hospital and everything happened so fast as I was left in the waiting room for a guy who was on the verge of flat lining all because of me.