The Boy That Hides His True Self

You liar

Harry's pov

Everything stopped moving my brain shut off all body movements shut off. People stared and mumbled harsh words as they moved around me. But my attention wasn't on them this time it was on the broken boy standing in front of me. He hadn't noticed my presence yet and I was using this to think about what I  was even going to say . He walked past everyone as if they weren't there his friend Zen or Zayn or what ever just followed like a lost puppy. Liam was right the long sleeve shirt he was wearing was far to big hanging off him and I wandered why he would wear such a big shirt that hung over his hands on a warm day. His hair carelessly pushed on the side of his head a beanie rested up top it. His cheeks hollowed in and eyes glued to the floor. I slowly moved forward my heart like a bird in a cage trapped hitting against the bars or my rib cage. My long legs shuffled forward until I stood in front of the shorter boy blocking him from moving forward.

"Please watch out," He spoke voice cracking and sore like he had been crying a lot recently.

"Louis," I piped.

He took a deep breath and shivered, " Harry please move you are the last person I want to see."

But I didn't move I stayed in the same spot. He carefully set his hands on my chest and shoved pushing me away. I stumbled but grabbed his wrist before he could run. He cried and fell to the floor, my hand slipped and I dropped to my knees trying to help him. But something pulled me away from him not letting me close to him.

"What the fuck let me help him," I yelled trying to push him away but the person had a strong grip.

Once it loosened Louis was gone and I turned to get mad at the person and Zayn stood tall in my view.

"Styles you have done more then enough here you are the reason he is this way your the person that has been making him quiet and now he is sick and not in a medical way but in his head he is hurting himself," He screamed.

My heart snapped and tear welled to my eyes he was harming himself.

"I just want to help him I never meant to make him this way I.. I don't know im sorry please let me help," I cried dropping my gaze to the floor.

"You are the one that caused it but if you make this any worse Styles I will kill you myself," He said warning.

"Thank you so much," I smiled giving him a hug I felt him go stiff under my touch so I pulled away.

"Here is my number the best thing to do is just talk to him after school so he cant run or what ever and have fun he won't talk to anyone so I don't know how this will work," Zayn said.

I pulled my phone out and allowed him to type in his number. I walked back to my car feeling a little better then when I showed up.

hey zayn its Harry-H 

I texted waiting for a responds as I drove home quietly. My phone buzzed as I pulled into my house making sure Liam wasn't any where close I didn't feel like talking to him at all. I know how he is and all he will do is bombard me with questions and lectures.  

I got out of the car turning it off and jogging straight to my room. I quickly opened the text and sat down. It was only 8ish now and I had a while before school ended.

Hey Harry this is Louis address I would go there around 3:45 around so he will be home for sure and so will his family  (random address) - Z

I saved it to my phone and turned on the tv in my room and continued the last movie I was watching. Hours and hours passed until it was time for me to leave. I quickly pulled on tight black jeans and my Kiss shirt. The keys sat on the couch and I grabbed them ruffling my hair with my fingers before I slipped on my converse and ran to my car. The drive consisted of me turning around many times when I took the wrong turn and it was a way longer drive then it should have been.  When I pulled up the house was small and cute the yard clean with some tiny dolls and stuffed animals on the porch. I walked up to the wood door shaking in fear of the tiny broken boy. I set my red knuckles that were that way from me rubbing them the way here deep in thought against the cold door. Taking a deep breath I lifted them and set them back down and repeated a couple times.  The door flew open causing  the warm air to run out. The house smelt like crisp apple and fresh dinner.

"Hello who might you be," a tiny girl smiled up at me.

She was small and barely to my hip she stood on her tiptoes and tapped my stomach.

"Phoebe what are you doing," Another small girl almost identical to her sister.

"Daisy im asking him whats wrong what are you doing," She snapped shoving at her sister.

I took a quick guess and predicted they were twins.

"Um excuse me Im here to visit Louis Tomlinson am I at the right house," I spoke up stopping them from arguing.

"You aren't harry Styles are you are brother said not to allow you in and that he is bad," She asked and set her hand on her hip.

I took a gulp and lied they allowed me in with open arms and pointed my way to Louis room. Once I found the room I stopped at the door and waited thinking about what I should I do if I knock and finds out its me before I explain he will make me leave so I should just open the door. Before I could change my mind I opened the door slowly. Louis sat in the middle of his bed the covers were black and he had both his hands full with it hitting the bed over and over as he attempted to muffle his cries in his arm. Scars and recent cuts marked his wrist and I quickly made my way  to him.

"Louis.. Louis hey hey calm down im here," I said carefully grabbing his harmed wrist in my hands.

He jumped and pulled away from me scurrying to the other side of the bed.

"Why are you here get out its your fault. My mum would have never known I was gay she wouldn't be drinking again she wouldn't be yelling at me and hating me again. Everything was going fine and know look," He cried.

I grabbed him in my arms and pulled him into my lap whispering words into his ear rubbing his back over and over as he gripped the  front of my shirt wetting it down with his tears. We sat there until his door swung open and it was a bad time for me to be around.

Hey im so sorry my dads girlfriend wont pay for the fucking wifi now and so I was using my mobile data but I wasn't allowed to put on my hotspot so I could write my story and then my phone is broken now so I had to my moms to write now so I am on spring break and I will try to update again tomorrow once again Im so sorry