Liam's POV-
Harry wasn't in school all day today and I was very worried. It's not like him to skip school. Also, Harry is my only friend so without him here makes me feel lonelier than ever.
Where the hell is he? My mind speaks. I decide to take out my phone and text the curly headed boy.
Me: Harry? Is everything alright? You didn't come to school today.
I waited a few minutes and Harry didn't reply. It wasn't like him not to reply right away. There's something fishy going on. At the moment, I have this sickening feeling in my gut. I hope he's alright.
Me: Harry?
I wait a little bit for him to reply and he finally does after a few minutes. I let out a breath that I didn't know u was holding in and I read his text.
Harry: Liam we need to talk! Now!
There was only 5 minutes left in school so I told my teacher that I had to go to the bathroom and I left. I immediately ran to my car and drove down the street to Harry's house. As I am pulling in to Harrys driveway I am greeted by Harrys mother looking very upset and worried.
My facial expression completely changes and I park the car quickly so I can comfort her.
"Hello Liam" she states but her eyes look as if she was crying and that she needs to leave.
"Hello am I interrupting something? Do you need to be somewhere? I just wanted to know where Harry is, he wasn't in school today." I let out and her eyes move from the floor to make eye contact with me.
"Harry was beaten up today at school in the morning and he was rushed to the hospital. I'm going there now." She sounds so hurt as she speaks. But it also sounds like this has happened more than once which breaks my heart.
"We'll I don't want to be a interruption but I would like to visit him. Is that alright?" I ask her and her face lightens up a bit.
"Liam, you are Harry's only friend as I know of. Please come an visit him. He needs your comfort more than ever." She lovingly says placing her hand in my shoulder looking deeply into my eyes.
"Before we go, can I ask you something?" I ask as her facial expression changes as she appears to be concerned.
"Of course Liam"
"Has Harry been in this condition before? Was he ever beaten up before that caused him this much pain?"
"Yes. Yes he has."
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Anne insists that she should drive me to the hospital to visit Harry. As we drive to the hospital, she tells me that Harry and his family moved because Harry was beaten up so much. Harry decided that he wanted nobody to know him and that he wanted a clean slate. So that's why he moved here. It caused Anne to quit her job and get a different one here but her husband still had to make the commute to his work everyday. She says that she feels bad for Harry because Harry told her that he didn't tell the kids about his sexuality but they found out somehow. But Harry told his mom that they didn't hurt him because of it. But obviously he lied.
She parks the car and rushes inside leaving me alone in the parking lot. Her quickening gait worries me and I start to speed up. I meet Anne at the desk and she is speaking to the lady and quickly runs to the elevator. I follow her and she punches the button that leads to the floor Harry is on. There is a dinging noise and with a blink of an eye she scurries off the elevator to go find her son.
She starts for the last room and when we turn to go inside we see a figure lying next to Harry. I ignore the figure and Anne and I dive for the broken boy.
There is a nurse in the room and after a few minutes of scanning Harry, Anne's attention turns to the nurse. While she speaks to the nurse I focus on the blob next to Harry.
I walk to the opposite side of the bed and observe the snoring boy curled up facing Harry. As I finally get a glimpse of his face, I stop in my tracks. Louis?
I rush over next to him and my jaw drops. Why is he here? How did he get here? Questions take up my thoughts but before I could do anything I hear Anne sobbing.
"We think your son is anorexic because his body weight deteriorated so quickly I have no clue. Also, I'm so sorry miss but he might have Arrhythmia. I'm so sorry."
I notice that I'm next to Anne's side and my eyes do not leave the nurses face.
"W-what's Arrhythmia?" I force out as my eyes start to water thinking of my best friend suddenly being sick with a disease.
"It's when you have an irregular heart beat. It might fall behind, it might speed up. It causes people to faint and run out of breath. It's a very serious condition." The nurse explains to me as my legs feel weak and a voice from behind me whimpers.
"Is he going to be alright? Please tell me he's going to be alright." Louis begs as he rises from the bed and heads closer to the nurse.
"Who the hell do you think you are? You can't just come in here and sleep next to my son- Oh my Gosh! Louis! What are you doing here?" Anne marvels as she examines the boy in front of her.
"I came to see if Harry is alright. I hope he's alright. He has to be. I could never forgive myself if he isn't. It's all my fault. This is all my fault..." Louis cries while the tears stream down his cheeks.
"Louis," I say as I place my hand gently on his shoulder. "We should go outside and take a breath of fresh air."
Louis turns around to catch a last glimpse of Harry almost as if he doesn't want to part from him but he looks at me and slowly walks towards the door.
As soon as the door closes, Louis spins me around. I look at him and he looks like an absolute mess. His hair is messy, his clothes are wrinkled and his eyes are puffy. His sleeves are pushed back and there is a bandage that covers his left arm.
"Liam," he quietly squeaks. "Who do you think beat Harry up?"
He looks into my eyes and he looks so broken and hurt.
"Zayn. Why?" I confess confused on why he would ask me such a peculiar question. I know that Zayn is the only person in school that hurts Harry physically. Harry tells me but I never got to stop Zayn from hurting my best friend.
"Liam, I did it." Louis admits a little louder. "I beat him up. Oh my fucking god I feel like shit. I love him Liam. I am in love with him. And I beat him up. Please believe me Liam. I didn't mean to harm him. I really didn't. Please believe me. I know you don't care for excuses but please listen to me. This morning-"
The rage filled up in my head and my vision was blurred. I punched Louis in the jaw and he fell straight to the ground.
"You beat him up you bastard! Harry loves you and you hurt him! I trusted you, you son of a bitch!!" I scream as I step closer to him as he lays limp on the floor almost waiting for me to hurt him some more.
"Do it. I deserve it!!" He cries and instead of backing down like I should've, I took up his offer and hit him some more. Angry and raged, I couldn't even think straight. I wanted to stop but just thinking of how hurt Louis beat Harry boiled my blood.
I kicked him repeatedly and he whimpered but I still continue to hit him. I pick him up by the collar and push him against the hospital walls.
"Listen hear you little shit... If you get even an inch near Harry again I will snap your neck. Your shit, Tomlinson, SHIT!! Harry will never like a piece of shit like you so you can run the fuck off and leave because he won't want to see your face!!"
