Chapter 10

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Chapter 10

"Step one, you say we need to talk."

                                                  "Thanks, Anne." I hugged her, kissing her cheek. She waved me goodbye, waiting until I got into the car before she went back into the house. I buckled my seatbelt, checking around both sides before slowly backing out of the small driveway and turning on to the road.

                                                 I rubbed my hand, slowly driving and focusing on the road. His mum and I had talked a bit more, but I couldn't get her words out of my head. I needed Harry to live, and I would do anything I could, but there was really nothing I could do. All I could do was hope 'CleverUsername' would convince him to stay alive.

                                        Light rain was falling, splattering across the windshield as I drove along. The sky was dark grey, and it was starting to get darker by the second. It was almost seven at night, and I couldn't help but wonder if Harry had already eaten. I went through a drive-thru, getting a few orders of fries and chicken nuggets before heading home.

                                       I pulled in, parking the car and pulling out my umbrella. I opened it up, holding it over my head and scurrying inside of the house. I dropped my umbrella, shaking my head and letting the few drops of rain scatter across the room. I slipped my shoes off, shrugging off my coat before seeing Harry.

                                         He was sitting on the couch, wearing a black pullover and a pair of my old flannel bottoms. He was cross-legged, staring at the television set but it wasn't turned on. He turned to look at me, and for the first time in too long, he smiled. "Hello...Louis."

                                             My heart raced, and I rushed over, sitting next to him. "Hey Harry!" I said, before wanting to mentally-smack myself. I couldn't be too enthusiastic. I didn't want to scare him back into his room. I set the food down in front of him, opening a box of nuggets and handing them to him, and he looked down at them.

                                        "Could we....y'know...talk?" He asked, coughing and clearing his throat a bit. My eyes widened, and I calmed myself down before saying "That'd be nice, yeah." I took a handful of fries, starting to eat to calm myself. It was silent for a bit, before he finally started speaking to me.

                                             "So......There's this guy I met online.....Sit down, we need to talk." He said, and I nodded, but choked a bit on my food. I quickly swallowed it, rubbing my eyes and nodded. "Sorry, yeah? What about...him?" I had no clue where he was going like this. He coughed again, looking a bit put off before he finally continued.

                                             "No, never mind." He looked down, before looking over at me. "Can we go eat at the table?" He asked quietly, and I quickly agreed and he helped me carry all the food in. He poured us both a glass of water, handing me a napkin and getting one for himself. He folded his legs under himself when he sat down, and stared at his food as he talked.

                                           "Well......He's actually kind of cool. Like, really cool. Me and him just get on really well and I've been talking to him a lot.....And he doesn't know I'm Harry Styles which is erm...cool." he coughed, looking over at me and smiling, and I saw his dimples. Oh, how I missed that smile. "But I never met him in person but he's so helpful and nice and I just.....I don't understand how I feel like I know him so well."

                                           "Oh." I said, looking down at my food as he nodded, smiling a bit bigger and talking. "Yeah. I can tell him all about my problems. He's just my best mate and we've only been talking for like a couple weeks but I've told him everything that I've never told anyone. He makes me feel....safe and loved, y'know?"

                                                I bit off a piece of chicken angrily, before sighing. "Why can't you tell me those things?" He furrowed his eye brows. "What?" He asked, a bit shocked, and I just stared down at my box of food, before sighing and looking right into his cold eyes.

                                                "Why can't you tell me the things you tell him? I've been here for you all along!" I knew he technically did tell me all those things about himself, but he didn't know it was me. I wanted Harry to tell ME everything so I could be the one to comfort him. I wanted to be the one he called his best mate still.

                                                "Why! What happened? We used to be so close! Now all you do is talk to strangers on the internet and cry about absolutely nothing! You have NOTHING to be sad about! Why can't you tell me, though? Why can't you tell me why you're sad?" I yelled, not caring how loud I was being. I was upset and I've been trying to handle all the stress of saving his life on my own and it was getting too much.

                                    "Maybe because you don't understand that I FUCKING HATE MY LIFE!" He yelled, shocking me as he ran to his room, slamming his door. I stood their in shock, my heart racing. I'd read messages where he had said that he hated his life, but hearing him actually admit it out loud practically broke my heart. But not even a minute later, I heard my phone ring

From: FlamingandFaking

I FUCKING HATE HIM!!!! I TRIED TO ACTUALLY TALK TO HIM AND THE TWAT JUST YELLED AT ME. I told you he didn't even care about me! Now I'm fucking locked in my bathroom about to throw up the little bit of food he had made me eat. As if he would care if I died of hunger!!!

                                            I rubbed my head, taking a few deep breaths before I replied. This was getting harder and harder, but I knew I had to do it, even if I was a bit upset with him.

From: CleverUsername

Calm down please? Don't throw up, listen to me baby. You're too skinny and you need to eat. Why don't you just try to nap?

From: FlamingAndFaking

I'm going to kill myself before the last concert. I've decided. Maybe I'll fucking kill myself in his bedroom, maybe then he'll actually believe me when I'm sad.

                                  I looked at my open bedroom door, feeling my heart clench tightly. I felt an image flashing across my mind, one Harry had posted on Tumblr. It was the picture of him holding a knife to his neck, and I didn't think I would be happy ever again if I lost him. I needed Harry to be happy. He completed my heart. Without him, life was boring.

Without him, I would lose everything and maybe he just might be my everything.

 

Hello my curlies!

So, yeah, sorry for the slow updates (Once a day? I know! Normally I update 2-3 chapters a day! Hmmm. Oh well. So, whatcha thinking? If you want, the next chapter might JUST be some messages between them, since some of you were requesting that. Opinions?

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