August 11th.

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Guys I miss coin. I want them to come see me in hospital.

I could hear her yelling. She was down the hall and the door was closed. But she was still fucking clear as day. "She's good at yelling." Daisy said. "The fuck?" I didn't really know what to think of it. "Daisy, what?"

"What? She is. She's a good yeller." She shrugs. "What does that even mean? What donut with you and her anyway? Why are you always, so— close." I asked. "Harry." Hero whispered. "I- am I missing something?"

"Deep down, somewhere. I feel like you could put these pieces together." I sat there, for five minutes. And nothing. "Nope."

"Oh god. I'm losing hope." The door opens, Isadora walking in with the biggest smile. "I need food." She said quickly. "Cool, come on then." Daisy jumps up. "I don't get it."

"You poor thing. It's not my thing to say so I'll leave it and just get my shoes." She walked out, I just sat there for a while. Thinking about what I could've missed.

But I really did not understand. God knows how long I was sat there whilst they were in the room. But they did eventually snap me out of it. "You guys over your little pissy now? Aye? Or do you just have more dehumanising things to say to me? Because I will cook you and put you in a pie."

"Ew." Tyler mumbled. "We fucked up. I fucked up a lot, I was- mad at something and I just let this get to me, I pushed you u see even worse and I don't even have an excuse. I think I just have an issue."

"You've skipped three stages Marz, acceptance is stage four." She gives me a fake laugh. "You are hilarious. No seriously I'm sorry. I don't know what I said or what I did but I know I fucked up because even Zayn was mad at me and that's only happened like- once."

"It doesn't matter. As long as you all apologised to Hero, and as long as you continue to make it up to her, and I mean showering her with affection, apologies, hugs. All of it, the second you get even an inch closer to the way you were the other day, I'm actually going to gut off one of your toes. Maybe two. I don't want you to just buy her things and hope it works, that's not how this goes. If you're apologetic but carry on the same, then you are wasting her time and your breath. I want you to fucking mean your apologies. More than you've ever meant anything, ever."

"Obviously," Tyler said, starting his ramble. "We're not total idiots. Izzy just said the same thing, except. Scarier. And there was a lot more detailed explanation on how we'd die. I'm not doing it because I'm scared to die, I really will mean my apology. But it'll be more consistent."

"Good. Go away, I have to study because somebody ruined my last three classes. Now I have a shit ton of work." They all huffed, kissing my cheek as they apologised.

"You not getting food then?" I shake my head. "No I'll eat later." They both walked away, Louis hadn't said a word, he hasn't moved. I was a little worried.

I looked io from my papers, sighing lightly before I spoke. "You hurt me, again. Just like you said you would. At least I can count on you to keep a promise."

"This isn't funny, I haven't slept and I'm struggling to find what to say." I shrugged, looking back down at my papers. "I don't care. I've said this. As long as Hero gets her apology. I just wanted you to know that you hurt me. Also, you look good, the shirt is nice."

"You are insufferable." He grits through his teeth. "So I've been told. Also got told that I'm shitty. Bottom of the barrel type shitty."

"I fall into people's drama quicker than a moth to a flame. You know that- it's not an excuse it's just the truth. I'm easy to influence, I get upset too quickly and I don't know how to stop. I have too many feelings, it's bad."

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