Love Isn't That Spooky

Chapter 45

A/N: Get ready for drama and fluff :) Side Note: Potential trigger warning so if you know you can't handle it please skip some stuff when you can sense yourself feeling uncomfortable because I love you and I don't want you to hurt yourself x

Harry's POV

I was yet again woken up by Louis poking and kissing me. I smiled and pushed him off my tired body before kissing him back. We were in the middle of a make out session when he randomly asked; "Hey wanna go flat hunting?" out of the blue. "What?!" I asked mildly confused. "Wanna move in with me?" He asked smiling sweetly. "Yea..yea I do." I said almost to myself. "Yay!" He yelled before picking me up and carrying me into the bathroom. "Get changed angel because we're gonna leave in ten minutes to find us the perfect home." He said before sauntering off. Wait; what the hell just happened?!

By 11am we were on our second flat and the whole process was overwhelming. I mean like yea we both have jobs but are we really mature enough to own our own place?! I sat down on one of the couches and massaged my temples.

This was too much, we were moving too fast. Everything was happening too quickly. I stood up and felt faint. Black clouds circled in front of my eyes and I felt myself wobble. Louis soon came and steadied me before I full on fainted. "Oh thanks boo." I said once I had regained my balance. "Are you okay?" He asked, pushing back my hair. For some reason I felt tears come to my eyes due to the pressure of growing up but I blinked them away. "No. I can't do this anymore. Lets go home." I said before thanking the estate agent and driving back to the uni.

"Hey Harry. Don't beat yourself up over this. We have all the time in the world to get a flat together. It was my fault. I pressured you into doing something you didn't want to do and I'm so sorry baby." Louis whispered while gripping the steering wheel so tight that his knuckles turned a ghastly shade of ivory. I gently patted his hand and refolded them onto my lap. "It's alright Lou. I guess we didn't talk about it first or plan it so I was a bit confused." I said sighing. "I know. A part of me thought that you might've been ready to take that leap with me but I was wrong." He said shaking his head. "Don't worry we'll move in together one day." I said trying to comfort him.

I literally can't believe how fast time has gone and now Louis birthday is tomorrow! I could've sworn we were only flat hunting yesterday. Sighing I picked up some chips for his party. It's being held on the far corner of the uni's field so the music isn't too loud and I just hope that it doesn't get out of hand.

I obviously spoke to soon. People were stripping and alcohol was being chugged as though it were water on a hot summers day.

Sighing I sat down on the bleachers next to Liam and gave him my drink. "Don't you want it?" He asked confused. "Nah, I don't feel like drinking tonight." I said rubbing my hands up my face. "What's up?" Li asked scooting closer to hear me. "Well, can I tell you a secret that's been bugging me?" I timidly asked. "Of course you can Harry. You're one of my best mates!" Liam yelled over the music. "Well things between me and Louis have been off for a couple of weeks now." I stalled. Liam nodded at me to continue. "Um, he just kind of acts like doing things for me are a huge deal. It seems as though we're more like friends now then boyfriends and it kind of hurts because he seems to be treating me just the same as the lads." I said hanging my head in sadness. I felt Liam's strong arms wrap around my shaking frame in a protective hug. "Don't worry about it Harry. Lou is just probably going through a phase where he wants to be free of responsibilities. But don't worry he'll come round soon."

If only what Liam had said would've come true. A month later and things were getting less romantic and more stressful. I now got nervous whenever I would visit Lou because I couldn't predict how he'd treat me. This afternoon as I walked up to his dorm I had decided that I would tell him how I feel and break it off with him or give him a chance to change. I just couldn't be treated like this any longer.

I knocked on his door but after no answer I walked right in. Zayn was listening to music with his head phones in and jumped a mile in the air when he saw me. "Christ Harry I didn't see you there." He said laughing. "Sorry no one answered the door." I replied dryly. "Lou's just nipped into theater 4 to hand in a paper or something but he'll be back soon. Now how about you sit down and tell me what's up with you guys recently?" He said kindly.

I smiled sadly and sat down next to him on his bed. Obviously I wasn't the only one who had noticed the change between us. I vaguely described what I was feeling to Zayn but on the inside it felt like my heart was a balloon and Louis was the needle. He kept erratically moving towards then away from me and sooner or later I was going to pop.

Zayn nodded like he understood but I knew that he didn't. He seemed to have the perfect relationship with his long term girlfriend and if the truth was to be told I was a little jealous. Suddenly Louis came bursting into the room; cigarette in hand. Ugh, this was another new "hobby" of his and I couldn't stand the smell. "I'll leave you guys alone." Zayn said tactfully before retreating most likely to the field to watch Niall and Liam at soccer practice.

"What's up Harry?" Louis asked sitting down on the other bed. "Nothing. I'm fine." I said, my voice cracking at the end. "Aww, don't be sad Harry." He said moving over to me and trying to hug me. I let him wrap his arms around me but it all seemed fake and I couldn't take it anymore.

Louis had changed as soon as I had said that I didn't want to flat with him. He didn't take me out on dates, he never came with me to visit Marcel and most of all he didn't show love for me anymore. I took a deep breath and stood up. Away from him. A hurt look flicked across his face before he replaced it with a calm one. "Really Harry tell me what's going on." He said before taking a drag of his cigarette. "It's just...It's just" I said stalling, "it's just that your smoking's getting out of hand." I said partially telling the truth. "Aye I handle it very well thank you." He said; but I could tell that he'd already been through an entire packet today. "No you can't handle it well Lou." I said not really meaning to raise my voice. Louis face softened and he dropped the cool demeanor. "Harry. This isn't about the smoking is it?" He stated, seeing right through my act.

I honestly didn't mean to do what I did next with such anger and venom but all of these emotions held up inside of me for months came pouring out and once I had opened my mouth I couldn't stop them. "No, it's not all to do with your smoking you inconsiderate little prick! It's the fact that you act like it's charity to take me out on dates, you neglect me when I'm giving you everything I can and most of all every time I look into your god damn perfect blue eyes my heart breaks because even though you treat me like shit I still fucking love you!" I yelled with tears flooding my eyes. I ran out of the room with my surroundings swimming in my tears. I fucking hate him.

I ran across campus ignoring all the people staring at me and asking what was wrong. They wouldn't understand. I ran up to my room ignoring the fire that ripped through my muscles and heart before I slumped onto the ground. I was just so angry that I'd let him treat me wrong for so long. Through my clouded vision the promise ring he had given me months back swirled before my eyes. I bitterly laughed. It was all a lie. I lined the stone up to my opposite hand's palm and pushed with all the anger I had. I was just so enraged and not in control of my actions. Normally I wouldn't do this but I needed the pain to match my emotions. Soon the stone pierced the surface of my skin and it hurt almost as bad as Louis had hurt me. Crimson red blood licked at the entrance of my wound and slowly slid down my pale wrist. The blood wasn't pretty. Hurting myself wasn't pretty.

Louis was pretty I sadly thought to myself.

The cut wasn't deep enough to be fatal, maybe not even enough to scar but a lot of blood sure seemed to be coming out. Thinking about it I might've done it to piss Louis off because I didn't hate myself. I hated him.

As I let my hot tears drip into my cut Lou came rushing through my door. Cigarette gone. "Oh my god Harry what have you done?"

A/N: There's a little cliff hanger to leave you with :) Thank you for reading this chapter and the next one will be posted tomorrow. ALSO so sorry I thought I posted this yesterday :/ love y'all