I'm here for you

what is wrong boo??

HARRY'S POV

louis tomlinson is my best friend in the entire world. we have been friends since beifre we were born.

we went to nursery together, the entire of primary school together and now secondary. secondary is hard. there are people who bully louis. they call him a fag, and say he should die. that hes useless. the ring leader is simon cowell. he's an utter bitch. we went to primary together unfourtuntly and now we just annoyingly happened to go to the same fucking seconardy school. i mean come on. there's loads of schools in doncaster. 

louis made me promise not to tell anyone whats going on. i wanted to tell jay but when i said im telling his mum he broke down telling me that he didnt want to dissapoint her, he said that he'd break her and if she knew she'd be ruined. to me that doesnt make any sense but i told him that if gets any worse or still is going on at the end of year 10 then im telling. he agreed.

now he's becoming distant. this morning for example. i went to his house which i practicly live at but i was talking to jay and then she yelled up to him saying that i was there and he needed to get up. next thing i heard was phoebe running downstairs saying that louis was being mean and taking too long in the shower and she was about to piss herself. that girl honestly. she reminds me of gemma, exept gem gem is older than me. she's 16 soon.

but after abosoulutely ages louis finally came down and he grabbed coco pops, which he hates with a passion so something was up. then he said that there was no milk so his mum said that he could go to the tesco express with me down the road and he rolled his eyes. HE NEVER ROLLS HIS EYES AT JAY!!!! and then said he'd just skip breakfast. then he walked out. 

"is my little boo bear alright harry? he's been acting weird lately. im relly worried about him," at this point i heard the front door slam and then silence, jay looked at me with a concerned look. "You'll tell me if anything at all going on won't you harry?" I nod. I feel really bad lying to her but I made a promise to my best friend. I can't just break it. I grab my coat and say " in going to try and talk to him, I've got my phone. I'll call you if anything happens okay? He'll be okay. Trust me. Somethings are easier to tell you're mates than parents. I'll talk to him and try to get him to speak to you okay? " 

Jay just nods. I see tears forming in her eyes. The only time I've ever seen her cry was when Louis had concussion after a footie match. I feel so fucking bad especially as I have a very good idea what's going on. I give her a hug. "You'll be okay. I'll get you little boo near back. Don't worry jay" I whisper. I stepped back and walked out the door. As I step outside.I think of where lou would be most likely to be. When we were little we had a treehouse in the woods and it got destroyed by some jerks when we were nine. We stopped going then. Now Louis only goes when he's sad, angry or needs time. I decide to try there first. It's a five minute walk or a two minute run.

As I approach the wrecked once treehouse I hear sniffles. I know it's lou without a doubt. I walk around the tree. My heart breaks seeing him crying his heart out. I sit down next to him and out my arms around him. He's much taller than me but he still seems so small in my arms. Just hearing him cry makes my eyes full with tears. 

I'm not sure how long we say there for. But slowly Louis calmed down. As I let go, I sit straight as being twisted, my back hurts. I stretch and lean against the tree. Louis places his head in my shoulder. I put my arm around him. Nobody hurts my louis. Nobody.

Eventually he says "harry? Can I ask you something?" His voice cracks as he says my name and my eyes full with tears again. I swear to fucking God abouve that whoever hurt Louis will have at least a broken nose when I'm done with them. "If course you can lou lou" he sniffs once more. I stroke his hair.

 "I... I... Im. I'm g. gay" he stutters, he really mutters the last word so quietly I can't hear him. "Sorry what as she last thing?" I ask gently

 Louis starts sobbing once more and hides his head in my hoodie. It's my purple Jack wills one. It's always been his favourite. I dunno why

 "Lou, lou Louis, calm down love. Wherever you said. It's okay. Just repeat it. It'll be okay I promise" 

Louis starts crying even harder, if that's possible, when I say love. I'm so confused. What is going on in this boy's head???

He takes a shaky breath and tried to call down. "I'm g g ga ga gay" he says shakily. As he says gay my eyes widen and I think he noticed and hides his head in his hoodie. He's shaking now. I'm really concerned. I decide to call jay.

I fish my phone out of my back pocket and as I move he starts sobbing so hard I'm scared he's going to pass out. "Please don't leave. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have told you. It's was a big fucking mistake. Just like I am" he sons so hard now "Louis. Louis Louis it's okay. I'm just getting my phone outta my pocket. It's okay. I'm not leaving you. I'd never leave you, especially not when you're in this state. He calms down a little bit but not much, he's still shaking.

I'm now really worried. What does he mean he's a mistake?? He's the best thing that's ever happened to me. Why would he think I'd leave him just because he's gay? It's not something you can choose. There's nothing wrong with it.

I shall jays number in my phone.

I lift my phone to my ear.

She answers straight away. 

" Harry, honey are you alright? Did you find him? Is he alright? "

I sign "jay, you remember our tree house right?"

 " yeah I do"

 "I need you to come to the treehouse. ASAP"

 "okay I'll be right there"

 "Bye jay, see you in a bit"

 "Bye harry, I'll be there in a minute"

I hang up. Suddenly I notice louis' breathing is a lot slower than it was before. I carefully move to see his face, he's asleep. Poor boy. He must have been crying his poor heart out.

I think he needs to talk to jay. 

There's a lot to fix and figure out here. I feel like this isn't the whole thing either. I think he's hiding something.