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PLEASE READ:

IF YOU GET TRIGGERED EAISLY, THEN I SUGGEST NOT TO READ THIS. THERE ARE FORMS OF SELF HARM AND I FORGOT TO ADD THIS... I DON'T WANT ANYONE TO GET HURT.

Louis' POV

"AAAHHH!! PLEASE DON'T HURT M-" I cut him off by pressing the back of my hand against his mouth.

"Shhhh Harry... It's okay. I'm not going to hurt you."

"Y-Yes you are. Stop p-p-pretending like you are innocent. You h-hate me." Harry sobbed in my hand.

Harry's POV (when Louis launched on him)

OH MY FUCKING GOD!! WHERE DID HE COME FROM?! HELP! HEELLPP!

"AAAHHHH!! PLEASE DON'T HURT M-" he cut me off. That bastard.

LOUIS' FUCKING POV

I removed my hand from his face and pulled him into a hug. Yes, he still didn't have a shirt on and yes, I still don't give a flying fuck.

"Get the f-fuck off of me" he stuttered.

"No"

"How did you get in here??" He questioned.

He tried to pull out of my grip, which caused me to pull him onto the bed with me. Him sitting on my lap.

"I walked in when you were in lala land..."

"And where were you?" He asked.

"Under your bed. And I'm glad as fuck that I was. If I wasn't here, imagine what would've happened."

I started tracing the lines of his scars.

Until a certain scar caught my eye.

My name, Louis...

"Haz..." I started

"Don't fucking call me that, dick" he stated coldly.

"HARRY," I said loudly "is that my name...?" I asked.

He looked down and slapped my hand off of his skin. He got off of me and out his pink long sleeved shirt on.

"I don't know what you are talking about."

He ran out of the room.

"Okay...." I trailed off.

I'm going to fucking kill Zayn. How could he do that? I know that we pick on him at school, and I'm not proud of that now that I know what he's done to himself, but on Twitter?! That's even worse. People all around the world can see that. Harry much feel so bad!

Harry's phone vibrates next to me. He got a text from Liam... What's Harry's password? Hmm.... Wait....

0201

Yep. Classic Harry...

I open the text.

Liam: Dude! Louis Tomlinson posted on Twitter telling people to leave you alone... What's going on?! Not that it's a bad thing at all... It's just... Odd. Xx Li

Louis: Heya mate... It's Louis... Xx Lou

Liam: DON'T YOU XX ME YOU DICK! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING WITH HARRY'S PHONE YOU BASTARD?! HOW DO YOU KNOW HIS PASSWORD?! ITS FOOL PROOF. Wait what is his password? IM STILL PISSED

Woah. Rude.

Louis: His birthday xx

Liam: Makes sense. That's literally his password for everything.

Louis: So we all good?

Liam: No. Dick

Louis: Oh. Alright. And yes I did tweet him. I saw his scars and walked in when he was about to cut himself. Just being a good friend. Xx

I wasn't going to tell him I was hiding under the bed... That would be creepy and he would for sure kill me.

Liam: You are not his fucking friend you asshole. You left him and took Zayn and Niall with you. I fucking miss Zayn

Liam: And Niall of course

He added quickly

Louis: Don't worry mate, I know you like Zayn. You want the D... Don't you

Liam: YES

Liam: Damn you auto correct. I said no.

Liam: STOP CHANGING THE SUBJECT

Louis: Well you brought up Zayn. Speaking of Zayn, he tweeted Harry so I took matters into my own hands.

Liam: I know. And I've done everything in my power to stop it. But I fucking can't, thanks to you. Your stupid minions do everything you tell them to do.

Louis: I most likely lost a lot of 'friends' but that's what best friends do. I am going to fix Harry. Don't you worry. I will make him feel better.

Liam: Don't call me Li. And I'm not letting you hurt Harry. I'm coming over.

Louis: Don't come over. If I hurt him, you can hurt me. I won't mess this up. He's so broken. He needs me. He has his name printed on my skin. He cut his name into himself. He needs me, and I'm going to be there this time. Xx

Liam: You have one fucking chance. If you mess this up Tomlinson, I will hurt you. Bad

And that was the end of it. Louis said bye, and he turned off the phone.

"I have one chance" I breathed out. "Thank god"

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Jesus Christ I couldn't spell, use grammar correctly, and I didnT MAKE ANY FUCKING SENSE!!

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