Baby, look what you've done to me || L.S AU

XVI.

Louis could barely see where he's going, his tears cloudy up his vision, he had to pull over a couple times to avoid a head on collision. Hurting himself even more right at this moment doesn't seem like the brightest idea but the damage was done and he felt whatever happens to him now would never compare to the hurt he felt inside. Nothing would even come close as to how much Harry had hurt him.

He magically made his way back to Zayn's stumbling through the doors. The halls are empty, he doesn't see anyone. He makes his way up to his old room and drops on his bed, head spinning making the whole room move. Louis' eyes has swollen to the brink where he can't even see properly, his hands continue to shake not able to control the coldness he feels inside. His throat almost feels like it's about to rip apart from the constant swallowing and choking of sounds he suppressed. Darkness seemed like a great place to be right about now.

Zayn bursts through the door discovering his brother on the bed, curled up in a ball.
"Oh lou" He makes his way over engulfing him in a hug. Louis' cries come out louder as he grips onto Zayn's shirt and sobbed.

"It hurts Zayn, it's hurts so much" Zayn already failing to compose his state, his face already soaked with tears. He hated seeing his brother like this even with all the things he's been through, all the things he's seen him go through. Zayn knew the only thing that made Louis happy again was when Harry came into his life. Harry was the light at the end of a dark tunnel, a tunnel Louis was trapped in.

Now it's like that light disappeared and it leaves Louis all alone once again trying to find somewhere out. And he knows there isn't anything he could possible say right now to ensure Louis that everything was going to be okay, it was a lie and Zayn never lied to Louis. Ever. So he just holds on to him tight allowing him to cry, Perrie also enters and upon seeing Louis she too makes her way over wrapping her arms around him. They curled up together for hours watching Louis rake up tears, watch him heave for release, watch him shudder and sob until no more tears would come out. They watch him tire himself out and fall asleep between them.

"We need to talk to Harry" Perrie announces, holding Zayn to stand.
"I'm not leaving him"
"He needs to sleep"
"I can't leave him, what if he wakes up and sees I'm not there? He needs me"
"Zayn we need to fix this"
"We can't fix what's already broken"
"Are you even listening to yourself? Harry is everything to him"
"So am I"
"That's different"
"How so?" Perrie couldn't even answer she just couldn't explain what she meant but it was there. Sure Louis had Zayn but it wasn't as the way Harry had him. It's the same way Zayn has her, she doesn't want anyone else if it wasn't Zayn and that's what Louis feels, what he needs. He wants Harry.

"Why are you so against this? You were routing for them just a second ago?"
"Will you lower your voice, you would wake him up" Perrie rolls her eyes and folds her arm waiting for Zayn to continue.
"And yes I was but have you seen him? I've never seen him like this not since.." But he wouldn't let himself finish. Perrie softens and walks over to console Zayn who pinches the bridge of his nose.
"Don't go back to that Zayn we talked about this, he's going to be fine"
"You and me both know that's a lie" Silence. Louis stirs in his sleep, his voice almost hoarse.

"Ha-Harry" he calls lifting his arms trying to feel for the larger boy. It just breaks Zayn's heart further he sinks so that Louis' arms touch him, he frowns but settles back in bed.
"I have to make this right" Perrie breaks her hold on Zayn and walks for the door.
"Perrie maybe this is for the best. We'd be doing Harry a favour"
"By keeping the boy he loves away from him?" Zayn goes mute.
"You know this is what he wants" she is much softer with her words. Zayn nods.
"You go, I'll stay here with him" she pecks his lips and heads out to go meet up with Harry.

She arrives not too long pulling up to see Harry's car still in the driveway. She makes her way up to the door and knocks. No answer. She knocks again calling out for Harry. Alfred opens the door and motions for her to come inside. She thanks him as he points to the kitchen area. She makes her way over but stops when she hears Harry talking to someone.