I Will Find You (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 4- Help

A/N: This is really short guys. But it needed to be done (aka this was a filler) because the next chapter is going to be really long and eventful. So, just, stick with me(:

“Shit guys. I have to tell you something.”

Zayn was currently pacing back and forth in front of Niall, Liam, and Louis, who had since been seated on the crappy couch they had in their hotel room. He had left Harry passed out in his bed, worn out from confessing all of his secrets to Zayn. Utterly lost on what to do to help his friend, he promised Harry he wouldn’t tell and left as soon as his head hit the pillow.

But Zayn knew he had to break his promise, or one of his best mates would surely kill himself.

“What is it, Zaynie? Did you smoke a bad cig or something?” Niall said sarcastically.

“Yea, the last time we saw you, you were fine.” Liam added. “Why so jumpy?”

Zayn just continued pacing, trying to find the right words to tell the boy’s Harry’s problem. Was it a ‘problem’? Should he call it that?

“…is… does this have something to do with Harry?” Louis asked. “I thought I saw you coming out of his room.. but I wasn’t sure because no one really talks to him anymore.”

Zayn stopped and finally looked at his bandmates.

“Yes, this has to do with Harry.” He ran his hand through his normally perfectly kept hair, looking as though his was gripping it as his anchor to reality. “Harry told me… shit. Harry told me everything, guys.”

This was followed by silence and stares. Louis was the first to speak up.

“He talked to you about this?”

“Fuck Louis. Yea, he did. And I honestly wish he’d didn’t.”

After another heavy silence, Liam asked, “So.. what’d the lad have to say? Why has he been so distant?”

After taking in a big gulp of air, Zayn started to share the confessions Harry had thought were still foreign to Niall, Liam, and Louis’ ears.

“It was the fucker, Nick. Yea, I know. But it wasn’t just him being bossy and possessive. He hit Harry. Our Harry.” Gasps came from around him, but he kept going, “Not only that, but he told the poor kid every day—every day –that he needed to lose weight. Gave him fucking weight loss pills like they were dog treats!”

The silence and dreadfulness that filled the room was so thick Zayn could have cut it with a knife.

“Harry…” his voice cracked. “Harry still fucking does it to himself because he thinks it’s true.”

Zayn had to stop, for tears were now freely rolling down his cheeks. Hand placed on the nearest wall for support, he placed his free hand over his eyes, shielding the weakness they showed.

“Shit.” Niall was the first to croak out.

“Why the fuck didn’t he tell us?” Louis added. “That fucking dumbass. We could of helped him.”

“Louis, calm down.” Liam stated firmly.

“No Liam—please tell me. Why would he just suffer alone like that for all these years?”

“Because,” Zayn cut in. “…Because Nick raped him after they broke up.”

The silence and dread that had once filled the room was slowing replaced by anger—no. Pure rage. Liam got up and started pacing angrily back and forth, cutting a path into the floor. Niall just sat still and aimlessly started and a peace of dust floating in the lamp light. And Louis, oh, Louis was the worst. His once blue eyes were not human anymore, but filled with something demonic. He grabbed his phone and quickly dialed Paul’s number.

“What the fuck are you doing, Louis?” Zayn asked.

Louis just ignored him, waiting for his bodyguard to answer.

When he finally did, Louis angrily spit out, “Paul, get me the number for—“

His cell was quickly grabbed out of his hands and thrown across the room. “What the bloody hell..?”

“Louis, you cant. I think there’s something Harry isn’t telling us, that’s why he suffered alone all these years.”

He looked around the room. The faces of the boys he had known were gone and replaced with something older and more hurt than before. Zayn wondered how something perfect could be ruined so quickly.

And he also wondered where the hell Nick was so he could murder that piece of shit.

But first, “Lads, we need to have a talk with Harry.”