There are a few things I should say.
1. I am so sorry for not updating since the summer. I was busy with some things but now I have a bit more time.
2. You are going to HATE this chapter... Just a warning for later. It's confusing. Tbh I hate it.
Louis' POV-
Will he want to come out now? Am I ready? Is he ready? I don't know what to do! I don't know what to think? Will people accept us? What if my friends don't accept it? Who the hell am I kidding? I know they won't accept it. What about Zayn? He could beat Harry up even more! I don't think his heart could take it. What if Zayn kills him!?
Thoughts bounce around through my head and suddenly the world stops and I stare at the gorgeous goddess that waltzes into the building with a smile on his indented cheeks. Wow. He is an angel. I'm certain of it.
"Hey Angel!!" I murmur to him as my legs move closer and closer to the beautiful boy. I hold myself back from tackling him and kissing his so deeply and I just stare at him in his lush forest eyes. We stand only centimeters apart and I can feel his minty breath on my neck.
"You're so beautiful..." I confess and a red blush erupts on his cheeks. My hand caresses his arm and goosebumps arise on his skin.
"So Louis, I was thinking... You know about.. Um.." Harry coughs and fumbles on his words and my eyebrows knit together and I pause realizing that this is something serious.
"About what my angel?" I hum as my eyes never leave his. His hands fumble with one another and he breaks eye contact to look at the ground.
"Um.. I don't.. I don't think we should come out just yet..." He forces out and my eyes sadden a bit. Was it something I said or did? Does he not want to be seen with me? Was he embarrassed of me? Does he not love me? He's so gorgeous an beautiful he could have anyone in the world. Why would he chose someone like me anyway?
"...why?" I choke out as I feel some tears welling up in my throat. He opens his mouth to answer but is interrupted by an obnoxious voice.
"Hey Louis!! Why are you taking to that gay asshole?" Zayn's voice pierces into my ears and I send him a glare.
"What the fuck did you just.... I mean," I fumble with my words trying to calm myself down. "What are you even doing here your suspended."
"I'm getting my stuff out of my locker. So you gay now or something Tommo? You like dick?" He hisses in disgust exchanging glances between Harry and I.
"...no," I lied suddenly feeling a burning warmth covering my cheeks. "W-We are working on a project together."
Louis voice echoes for what seemed like infinity and everything turns into darkness.
Harry's POV:
I wake up in a hospital bed with my head pounding like my brain is trying to escape my skull.
"wha... What happened?" I whimper as I try to regain the thoughts of what put me in here in the first place.
But, that dream. It seemed way too real. The cuts, the confessions, the commitment. Was all in my head. Is Louis even here?
What the hell? Of course not. He hates me. I'm his mortal enemy. Why the heck would he be here. He beat me up and I completely deserved it.
There is a nurse that's about 60 who I've seen in school before. Her name tag reads 'Judy' and she has a small smile placed on her lips.
"Harry," she began gradually coming closer to me. "Are you alright?
I nod and she quickly says,
"Um... Someone is here to say something to you."
Then, as if on cue, the door opens and a blue eyed beauty sways his hips timidly and warily walks in.
"Harry before you say anything, let me explain," he begged stepping closer to the hospital bed.
I look at Judy and she nods her head to tell me to listen to him. I really wish I was hesitant and mad at Louis but I really can't. He could kill me and I would still feel honored. But that doesn't mean I'm not going to fake being angry with him.
I nod my head again to tell him that I'm listening. He jumps a bit with joy however he suddenly gets very serious.
"Harry. There is no valid reason for someone beating another person up. You are too beautiful, smart and talented to be picked on and judged. I hope you didn't take what I said to heart because, goddamn it Harry you're the most amazing boy I have ever laid eyes on." He quietly coughs and pauses for a bit but after a minute he starts up again.
"Harry. This morning I did things that I didn't mean to do and I swear to the lord himself that I didn't mean a second of what I did. I am not abusive. At all. I just forgot to... And... My dad.. He doesn't... I'm so sorry Harry. Please forgive me. I won't get close to you again I promise! Please the guilt is eating me alive." Louis cries as the tears stream down his roast cheeks.
He is so emotional but honestly that's one of the most attractive things about him. He is always able to share his feelings with me even if it means to shed a tear because maybe he trusts me or something but it makes me feel like he actually likes me.
He tells me a lot of lies. Like how he thinks I'm worth something and that I shouldn't be picked on. I'm gay. I'm a nerd. I'm worthless. I deserve it.
"You're wrong" my voice hisses and cracks as my eyes glare at him.
"I deserved what you did to me. I deserve to be beaten up everyday. You're probably going to do this again to me. Is this some kind of joke Louis? Where are the cameras? Am I on a reality show about a boy who gets picked on and lied to? Did Zayn set you up? I'm sorry Louis but I can't just accept your apology and get completely hurt again." I growl and now Louis has broken down in scattered sobs as he drops down to the floor.
Judy rushes over to him, picks him up so he's back on his feet and leads him out of the hospital room. I don't know where my sudden rage came from but I feel like it was the right thing to say. I can't keep on getting hurt from Louis so maybe I should just ignore him so I can't get hurt anymore.
Twenty minutes pass and Judy comes back inside the room with wet eyes.
"I'm sorry." Is all I could say to her.
"He really likes you Hersh- Harry. He didn't want to tell you but he didn't take his pill this morning and it triggered something in his mind to just attack. His emotions got the best of him and he beat you up. Please don't blame him. It's your choice to forgive him or not but, he won't lay a hand on you again or he will have to go through me." She explained but I was still very confused. What pills? What triggered him to hurt me? I have so many questions but I just don't what to speak anymore.
Louis Tomlinson will just be one of my many memories. He will be just a familiar face in the halls. He will still be the man that I love but I can't stand the constant pain in my chest.
Love You Goodbye Louis.
