KIK •Harry x Louis•

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( Ok trigger warning. Cutting)

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Louis couldn't fall asleep and it was already three in the morning. He arms were wrapped around his shaking body and he was alone, in the dark. Somehow he was off the bed and on the floor in the bathroom tub, everything just dark. It was cold in there and it felt better for some reason.

He felt as if he was over reacting but he couldn't help himself. He was so sensitive. It's been hours from just sitting here and thinking. He tried cutting himself just to see if it made him feel better because he heard it does. It distracted him from the pain in his chest but he didn't like it.

He didn't like the two lines that were deep into is wrists. He didn't even know he he made them that deep, he just meant to do one or two small lines but here he was, Harry's sweater rolled up so no blood would get on it, and his wrist burning.

No he didn't just cut because of Harry. He's not that stupid to cut over one guy. He cut because he felt worthless, like he didn't belong, because of how his father treats him and how everyone in school looked at him differently.

He hated himself and almost always did and when Harry came along he felt as if he had a purpose. That was basically gone now. He stood up and kept the towel around his wrists, taking slow steps toward his room, bags already under his puffy eyes.

When he opened the door he didn't expect for the lights to be on and he didn't expect Harry to be sitting there, pacing around the room. When Harry heard the door open he looked per at Louis and then the towel. He broke down.

"Louis?" His voice cracked as he walked toward the shorter boy and the other was frozen in his spit, afraid to move. "What did you do?" He sniffles and walked closer to the other again, gripping his arm and removing the towel, almost passing out at the wounds.

Louis pulled his arm away and grabbed the towel again, wrapping it around his wrist, making it sting. "It's fine." He said slowly and cautiously. Harry felt like sh*t knowing he was part of the reason Louis had done this. He just left without calling or anything.

All he was doing was sitting in the car all night just waiting. "I'm so sorry." Harry sobbed and that alone made Louis tear up again. He dropped the towel and wrapped his arms around Harry, the older boy doing the same and cradling the boy in his arms.

"Harry please stop crying. Please, I swear I just tried it once. Please." Louis' voice cracked and Harry held him tighter in his arms.

"It's my fault."

"No, it's not. You know how my life is already, I'm depressed and you know this. I only did it once Harry, I'm sorry. Please don't cry." Louis heard a few more sniffles from the other and his face buried into the others chest deeper. "I was so scared you left me for good. Why did you leave?"

"I thought I was annoying you." Harry mumbled with a shaky sigh.

"No Harry. Zayn was upset about something Liam did, I'm sorry I made you feel like that. I was annoying you so i gave you space."

"No, I was being stupid. Don't be sorry." They both stayed quiet after that, them just holding each other. "Cmon lets go lay down, yeah?" Louis nodded and Harry picked the boy up, carrying him over to the bed, laying them both down.

"I love you Harry." Louis murmured and Harry smiled. "And I don't mean it in that friendly way I mean I'm actually in love with you." Harry's breath hitched and he widened his eyes. "When you left, I realized it." He chuckled and bit his lower lip.

"Louis, I'm in love with you too." He mumbled and leaned down, pecking his lips a few times before cuddling up to him. "Do you wanna just stay in tomorrow? I don't want anything else bad to happen." Louis modded at his words and cuddled into his side, them both soon falling asleep.

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Ok I just wanted things to be happy again so here *throws chapter at you* BE HAPPY!