I love him (L.S.)

Chapter 3

Louis

Here I was. A sobbing mess at the corner of the boy's restroom. Yes, disgusting. Normally I wouldn't think about sitting on the restroom floor. But now I just wanted a space to cry peacefully. You may ask how I ended up here. That's a good question. Let me answer that.

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"Yo Tommo! Football after school?" My friend asked as I walked past him in the hallway.

"No can't do mate. I've gotta head home after classes. Maybe tomorrow!" I answered before walking into class. Miss Styles smiles at me which I return. Class was going on just fine before Max, a guy from my footie team, rushed into the class.

"Louis! louis.... you're- you're br-" He tried to catch his breath from running.

I started getting worried because I sure as hell know he was about to say 'brother'. I asked him to just spit it out. "You're brother got into an accident..." And that was when I felt like the whole world stopped. The one person I had left wasn't here anymore. The one who worked day and night, the one who would do anything for me. I just lost the reason I kept going on with life.

At that moment I had every memory of Zayn play in my head. From Playing at the park when we were kids to cuddling on his bed the day before. I just lost a part of me. The better part. I felt like I couldn't move but I was running. I was running away from everyone. I was running away from reality. Because reality sucks. I wanted to run as far away as possible. To a place that no one would tell me my brother had died.

But I found myself running to the restroom. I leaned on the wall as the emotions became too much. I was sad, scared, angry. I had so many emotions in me but what can I do other than cry? What else can I do? How was I going to live?

Why should I live?

I didn't have anyone left. I had no one to tell me they love me. I have no one to go home to. I had no one to be proud of me. No one would cuddle with me. No one was going to watch Disney movies with me. No one would try to shove a whole slice of pizza into their mouth with me. No one would tie my shoelace when I'm too lazy in the morning. No one would make me hot chocolate at 2 am just because I feel like drinking it. No one.

I started hyperventilating at that thought. I had no one, no reason to move on. So what's the point. I wanted to end it.

But no...

I want to see him again.

One last time

before I go to him too.

I pulled out my phone to dial Liam. It went to voice mail. I tried a couple more times but he didnt pick up. I was so frustrated I wanted to throw my phone. When I raised my hand to do so, I remembered I had Harry's number. I quickly dialed his number. He picked up on the third ring.

"louis?"

"Ha-Harry. Harry!" I sobbed out.

"Louis what's wrong love? What happened?" I could hear the worry in his voice.

"Cou-could you pl-please come pick m-me u-up? P-please."I sobbed harder. "I want to- to see Zayn. PLEASE! I want to s-see me brother!"

"Okay relax louis. I'll be there in a couple minutes"

He was right when he said couple. 4 minutes later I saw Harry dash into the restroom with miss Styles right behind him. That was when I was thankful Harry worked nearby. Wait...Miss Style? Harry Styles?

Fuck!

How did I not think about it sooner?

"Louis! Are you okay?" His voice snapped me out of my thought. The voice I became very familiar with in these past 2 weeks. He started coming over to our house often. Surprisingly I got quite comfortable with him quickly.

I practically threw myself at Harry and started sobbing into his chest. I was wrinkling his shirt and staining it with my tears. He didnt seem to mind though. But some one else seemed to mind. Miss Styles cleared her throat and put a hand on my back. "What can we do to help Louis? What happened?"

I snapped my head up to look at harry dead in the eyes with no emotions. It was like I switched off My emotions. "Bring me to my brother." Was all I said before we were on our way out of school and into the car.

No more tears. No more whimpers. I was silent. The car was filled with silence. I could tell that Harry was concerned but he didn't say a word.

The car came to a stop. I slowly look up to realise we were outside the Cafe Z worked at. We got down from the car. I gave Harry a questioning look before he nodded for me to go in.

With trembling hands, I pushed the door open. Eyes shut close, A deep breathe in, A deep breathe out. The cold air hit me in the face as I stepped in. Cold. Yes. There's no warmth of Zayn in my life anymore. I'm going to come face to face with his cold lifeless body. I braced myself before opening my eyes.

There he was.

I stood rooted to the ground. The sight in front of me bring back tears. I let out a sob.

A happy one now.

There he was.

With a heartwarming smile on his face. Cooing at the baby in a customer's had. But that smile is soon vanished when he hears my sob. Our eyes meet. He rushes over and bombards me with questions varying from "What happened?" to "How did you get here?".

I wanted to answer. I wanted to explain. But nothing came out other than snivels. I hugged him like my life depended on it. Because it indeed depended on him. I would never survive without him. Without letting my mind go into deeper thoughts, I spoke up. "I love you"

"I love you too Lou bear" was all he said before picking me up and sitting on a chair. He was talking to Harry. Probably asking what happened but I didn't pay attention. I was listening to his heart beat. The sound that told me that my brother is indeed here, with me, alive. Not dead. Not lifeless and unmoving. He was here holding me close to him.

That's all I needed.

Him.

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