Harry stumbled into the apartment at three in the morning, hiccupping and laughing at nothing. He turned on the light to see Calum asleep on one couch and Michael on the other.
He walked in his room to hear the faint sound of water running, like someone was in the shower.
He furrowed his eyebrows and walked towards the bathroom, opening the door and being surprised by the amount of steam drifting off into their bedroom.
"Lou..?" He called out softly, opening the shower curtain revealing Louis asleep and curled into a ball, "Louis!"
He shook the small lad, making him wake up, scrunching his face up as the water got in his face, he moaned tiredly and looked up at Harry.
"What are you doing in the shower asleep?"
"Washing my pain away.." Louis whispered, "I'm a bad, bad boy."
"C'mon..m'gonna take you to bed." Harry mumbled, picking Louis up and walking out of the bathroom, Louis gasped softly at the friction and moaned, fisting Harry's shirt tightly as he looked down.
"Harry.." Louis teared up as the older man started to lay him down and walking away to close the door.
"Yes?"
Louis bit his lip and squeezed his semi erection through his wet lavender laced panties, "Fuck.." he whispered.
" I can't. We're drunk, we're gonna forget." Harry said, turning off the running water and walking back to the bed, Louis was crying again as he touched himself, whimpering and moaning softly.
"I'm sober, Harry..p-please make me feel good." Louis pleaded, Harry traces his finger over Louis' sides, teasingly sliding his hands down his underwear and Louis nodded frantically, "please."
"Louis I-" Harry shook his head, "I'm sorry, baby.." he removed his hand and Louis wrapped himself in a blanket as hid his face with a small sniffle.
"I'm disgusting." Louis whimpered
"No, Lou, I love you, you're not disgusting. Stop that."
"Why did I even try?" He asked himself, Louis got up from the bed and walked towards the door, he was so embarrassed at himself. He walked out and closed the door behind him, walking towards the kitchen.
Louis turned around and gasped when he saw Ashton standing in front of him with closed eyes.
Louis furrowed his eyebrows and waved his hand in his face.
"Ashton?" He whispered.
It didn't take long for Louis to realize Ashton was sleep walking.
He covered his mouth and grabbed Ashton's hand.
"Hey..wake up!" He whispered, tapping his cheek. He furrowed his eyebrows as he started to see small streaks of tears running down Ashton's face.
"Lou?"
"Y-yeah..open your eyes, love." Louis instructed and Ashton opened his eyes and fell to his knees, through the dim light Louis could see his shoulders jump up, he bit his lip and kneeled next to him, "What's wrong?"
Ashton just sobbed so Louis pulled him closer, hugging him tightly and draping the puffy cover over his shoulders.
"I'm so sorry." Is what Ashton said through his sobs, Louis tsk'ed and combed his fingers through Ashton's scalp, "I fucking hate myself for everything I've done." His voice faded in and out from trying not to wake everyone up.
"Ashton, stop crying please.." Louis pouted, "You've done some fucked up things, but please don't do anything stupid.."
"What? Like kill myself? Because that's exactly what I was going for, Lou..you guys would be so much better."
