save my heart (larry stylinson)

Chapter 9: Carry On

CHAPTER 9:

When Louis came crashing into Liam's apartment in the middle of the night, Niall knew something had happened.

Him and Liam had been carrying out a peaceful conversation sat in Liam's couch. They were cuddling, that is until a loud bang interrupted them. Niall's head jolted up, only for his blue eyes to catch a glimpse of Louis running up the stairs. Another bang and Louis had locked himself in his room.

"You take Louis ill take Harry?" Niall asked.

"I guess, Harry doesn't really talk to anyone but you anyways" Liam rubbed his temples and started up the stairs.

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The elevator dinged as Niall arrived on Harry's floor. He made his way to the jade eyed boys room. He started with a knock, but soon he realized that he wasn't going to answer him.

"Harry?" Niall called out as he stepped into the vacant room. A loud sob came muffled from the back room, Harry's room.

Quickly making his way over to the younger boy he took the boy into his arms delicately, scared to break him if he touched him.

Harry was a bloody mess to say the least, he had maturely wrapped his arm up so his cuts weren't still bleeding .

"Harry- Harry look at me" Niall said sternly. Turning his head Harry's emotionless grey orbs met Niall's no longer bright blue ones.

"What happened?" He breathed out.

"I k-, I kis-, I kissed l-Louis" Harry sobbed into Niall's shoulder. His body was wracked with sobs, he was shaking and screaming into Niall's shoulder. A normal person would find this a little unsettling, but Niall was used to it. Harry was having a panic attack.

"Breath Harry, in and out, deep breaths. There ya go. In and out" Niall guided Harry back to reasonable breaths.

"We do have a concert tomorrow, so you should probably go to sleep" Niall mumbled. Harry started panicking again, shaking his head repeatedly.

"The nightmares." Harry muttered, sounding like a lost innocent child.

And in that moment of time, harry was just a lost child, colossal storm eyes peering into Niall's; almost like reading all his emotions he hid deep inside of him.

Niall sighed, "Fine, I'll sleep on the couch with you" But Harry had already fallen asleep.

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"Harry hurry up! The van is already here" Niall rushed him.

"I swear these pants are as tight as my own skin, maybe tighter" Harry mumbled as he struggled to button up the jeans.

"Lets go"Niall chuckled.

As the two climbed into the van, Harry made sure to keep his gaze down cast; not exactly sure where he and Louis currently stood.

A cold glare from the older boy answered his question. Not good terms.

"Fag" Louis whispered under his breath as Harry brushed by. Was he just hearing things? Or did Louis really just call him that?

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"Alright, so now it's time to answer your twitter questions" Zayn cheered happily. As he walked to center stage.

Liam and Niall sat on the couch located in the middle of the room. Louis was standing by Zayn and Harry was furthest from everyone as he could be.

"First up, do impressions!" Liam read from the illuminated screen above them.

"I'll do Liam" Zayn laughed.