Take Me To Church || Larry

05

Even for Harry who quite enjoyed long car rides and really any car ride in general, would say this was the worst and most awkward car ride he had ever been in.

Louis had come to pick up Harry without saying a word, and Harry was too scared to ask Louis what the hell was happening.

They had been driving for about 4 hours before Harry finally couldn't stand the silence. It was so deafening and Harry couldn't take it anymore.

"Louis?" Harry asked in his quietest voice.

"Hm?" Louis responded.

"Um, well, like where are we going?" Harry asked twiddling his thumbs together out of nervousness.

"Honestly? I have no clue."

For some reason Harry found this so infuriating.

"Seriously Louis? You have no fucking clue where we're going and I'm sure you don't know how the fuck to get back to Beverley!"

"What is happening Louis? You can't fucking expect me not to be pissed off when you ran out on me when I asked you to be my boyfriend and had just given you my god damn fucking virginity! You then can't waltz in and say everything's okay and then take me somewhere. Where? I have no fucking clue- no scratch that. Somewhere NEITHER OF US KNOW WHERE!" Louis stayed silent.

"I really don't have time to play these stupid games with you Louis! Either you give me some fucking information or I'm getting out of this car and leaving. And I promise you, that you'll never see me again." Harry said anger so clear in his voice Louis flinched at his terrifying tone.

Louis tried swallowed the huge lump in his throat and tried his hardest to stop his hands from shaking on the wheel.

Clearly snorting up that last line of coke before driving wasn't one of the best ideas Louis had.

"Look H....I just really don't where we are going and I don't feel good." Louis said hands shaking.

"What? Why don't you feel go-" Harry stopped and stared at Louis shaking hands.

He looked at his eyes and they were bloodshot, along with his pupils being dilated. His breathing was growing increasingly and Harry knew right away.

"Louis are you fucking stoned?!" Harry screamed so angry he could actually feel his blood boiling.

"No! I'm fine! Just feel weird don't worry about me!"

That was enough to send Harry over the edge. In the most calming and quietest tone he could manage he finally spoke.

"Louis fucking Tomlinson if you don't pull this car over right now I swear to you that I will open this car door while it's moving and jump out of it." Louis eyes widened.

Louis was more scared of this tone Harry was taking with him then his last one. Louis slowly put on his turn signal and moved over to the lane where the cars could pull over.

Once the car was stopped and the engine shut off, Harry unbuckled his seatbelt and stepped out of the car, slamming the car door shut so hard the car shook. Louis was so scared he didn't know what else to do, so all he did was cry.

He cried so hard he was convinced he had no more tears. Seeing Harry so sad and so mad at him was enough to make Louis really want to end it all.

He had stopped cutting himself when he met Harry because he felt that he was cared for and that someone wanted him.

Seeing Harry hate him and knowing it was his fault made me so unbelievably angry at himself. He looked up to see Harry taking a deep breath and coming back towards the car.