The True Meaning of Love- Larry Stylinson

Chapter 8

A month has passed since Louis admitted his love for Harry. Unfortunately, things didn't get better. Louis started to drink a lot, he didn't like to drink but it took away the pain and disappointment which builds up inside Louis. To make things worse, he hasn't been eating. Liam and Zayn obviously makes sure he does but they don't have a clue that Louis would purge it all out shortly after he ate. No one knew that Louis was killing himself slowly and he couldn't care less.

Harry on the other hand remained inside his room, apart from attending classes, he would not set a foot outside his room. He would bury his head into books and act like nothing has ever happened, although his mind can't erase the fact that something did happen, his mind made him suffer every night as he dreamed about Louis. Those sapphire blue eyes would look at him and fill him with glee and he hated it! He doesn't deserve to be loved, especially not by Louis. He would sometimes wake up during the middle of the night, sweat oozing from each pore. He would give his wrists a few cuts to make him feel human again before going back to sleep.

It was just another night, Louis skipped dinner and put on his usual clothes that he would use when he went out. Something was different though, the clothes were so much more loose. It was impossible, he had these for more than 2 years, if anything they should be tighter. Louis looked at himself in the mirror and saw a skeleton. Every bone was visible on his body, you could count the number of ribs he had, he was slowly being eaten away because he refuses to eat. It was an act of punishment for making Harry feel bad so he didn't care, 'I had this coming' he thought to himself.

Louis managed to find an outfit that made him look... Normal. Not just skins and bones in which he was underneath his green and blue striped shirt. He grabbed the keys off the table and left the apartment. With one purpose set in mind.

To get wasted.

Harry just finished another self harming session, he has done it so much that the pain he used to feel suddenly became pleasure. He washed his hands before getting back to work on his project. The midnight breeze kissed Harry's cheeks as it entered through the open window. The coolness made him relax and he closed you his eyes. A pitter patter sound formed outside the window as it gently began to rain, he breathed in taking a mouthful of fresh air, exhaling all his worries. The night was cool, the rain was relaxing, the brown curly haired boy threw his head back and closed his eyes.

An image of Louis formed in the back of Harry's head as he dozed off. His smile pierced through Harry's protective shield and called for his heart. His heart responded as he felt it stop and skip a beat. Suddenly, he realised the smile came closer and closer until it was inches from his lips. He leaned in. Just about to have contact with Louis' when..

BANG.

Harry fell of his chair and awoke to his face planted on the floor. What did he just dream off? No! Not again, sweat began to rush down the boys tanned forehead. He got up and ran for the bathroom quickly grabbing the blade. He slashed and slashed and slashed... Until he slashed too deep. He began to feel dizzy, he felt cold, the light from the bulb began to dim, a stream of blood trickled non stop out of his cut. He closed his eyes, seeing Louis' face momentarily before blacking out. He lay in a pool of crimson.

Louis has been out for 3 hours getting drunk, he still had control over himself but just got kicked out off a club for starting a fight. The fresh air poisoned Louis and he choked, he could feel the drinks he congested slowly make it's way up his throat. He threw up on the pavement, falling on his hands and knees. He stayed there until he knew the contents of his stomach was completely empty. Suddenly he heard ambulances rush by and he couldn't help but feel.. Troubled. His eyes still following the lights of the ambulance which recently zoomed by, he stepped out onto the road. A loud screeching sound as s pair of wheels forced the car to slow down echoed in Louis' ears before blacking out. He lay motionless in the middle of the road, an audience gathered around the unfortunate soul.

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