Harry POV
Darkness. All I could see is darkness. Then out of the darkness came Louis holding Eleanor's hand. He was in a suit and she was in a white dress. All of the sudden it was as if someone turned on the lights and I could see a whole church full of people. Tears were streaming down some of their faces, I noticed Jay, Louis' mom, in particular bawling her eyes out. Her baby was finally getting married. The preist was standing at the altar, going through the normal ceremony and such, it was as if I was trapped. I wasn't exactly "sitting in a pew". I was... floating overhead? It seemed like I was an angel, at this point everything was numb. I wasn't feeling any pain from the shards of my broken heart pushing against my skin and threatening to break the surface, exposing how truly a mess I was underneath. No, I didn't feel a thing. Louis was getting married to the girl of his dreams. How wonderful. Good for him... but now what am I to do? Am I dead now? Is that why I'm floating up above? Or... or what? All of the sudden I saw a blinding flash of lights and opened my eyes with a jolt. Still blinded from the sudden lights that appeared to just be in my imagination considering the only lights that were on were in the bathroom and it was nightime, I didn't know what was going on. "Louis..." I called out in a desperate attempt, and in a matter of seconds the "lights" had faded and I saw to my astonishment, Louis sitting next to me, feverishly shoving something into his pocket. I was too out of it to care because right at that moment everything that happened came rushing back to me. The dream in the hospital, Liam being madly in love with Zayn, getting home and looking on twitter, Louis calling anything between us bullshit, cutting... and then blackness. But... how had Louis known to find me? I thought this time it would be it- nobody would be there to save me. I could finally die and make everyone's lives easier. Louis wouldn't have to deal with looking at the disgusting me, the pathetic kid he lead on as a joke, Liam wouldn't have to deal with my broken heart and my troubles, the band wouldn't be ruined by my horrible voice and manwhore reputation, and the fans would be better off without me... they don't seem to like me, always complaining about how I am "always in the spotlight" and the "media should give the other boys more attention" and I'm "going to be the one to break up the band by going solo" when the truth is I wouldn't be able to go solo, I need these boys behind me the entire time. And none of this is my fault... but they pin it all on me. Maybe if Louis hadn't showed up today then everyone would have been a whole lot happier to not have to deal with stupid old me anymore. "Harry you scared me so much." Louis finally spoke, breaking the silence. I couldn't speak, but it didn't look like Louis even noticed as he was a hundted percent alright with continuing to speak. "Harry, you can't do this to yourself! You're my best mate and i would be so upset if you were to die. Do you realize you could have died, Harry? Do you realize what would have happeed to me... and the band... and the world... I don't even want to think about this. Never try anything like that again. I'm here if you need to talk, just don't try and kill yourself." Louis said very seriously, struggling to find the right words to keep me from cutting or attemting suicide eveer again. Little did he know, the only thing in the world that could possibly make me belive I was worth it, is to be in his arms and be able to call him mine.
Louis POV
I managed to get the necklace shoved into my pocket quickly before Harry saw it. If he were to see it... I'm not sure what I'd do. Whether he loves me too or not, he'd think I'm pathetic for keeping it considering I was the one who broke up with him. Not to mention it would blow everything and the contract would be breached resulting in... I can't even think about that. And that's why I struggled to find the right words to say to Harry. I wanted to tell him I loved him and he couldn't kill himself because if he did, then I would have to come after him in heaven. That if he died, so would I. And until he took his last breath, I would take mine. I wanted to tell him that I would save him from whatever world he's living in, and nobody could touch us. We could find a flat together, like old times, except this time it would be somewhere nobody could find us. But I couldn't say any of that. I couldn't say what I wanted to say because... well because of our stupid contract. I just hope Harry realizes how much he means to me, boyfriend or just best mate. And right now is when he needs me most, so I have to be there for him no matter what. I knew he was in shock, especially after all the blood loss, and he couldn't speak. The mature and responsible adult in me knew I probably should have taken him to the hospital right away, but I wanted to be his superman. I wanted to be able to save him... and I knew how much bad publicity we would get from this if he was in the hospital twice in a week. They already were suspicious about why he was in the hospital in the first place but a second time... I grabbed Harry into my arms and he started to sob into my chest. I rubbed his back and told him everything was going to be okay, wanting to tell him I loved him and make eveything better, but I knew I couldn't. But that's how we fell asleep, my holding a crying Harry, rubbing his back and slowly rocking him back and forth. Everything was fine, just for that few hours we were sleeping, because nothing could harm us. Maybe we weren't boyfriends, and I couldn't tell him how much I loved him, hell, he probably hates me, but it was okay. Because we were alone and for a few hours while we were asleep together, nothing could toucb us.
Harry POV
Louis rubbed my back as I fell asleep in his arms, almost like old times again when we were together and there was a thunder storm. I always got scared of thunder storms but Louis was there to comfort me.
A black pit. I was falling. It almost looked bottomless, but I felt a sudden jolt and knew I hit the hard floor below, the wind knocked out of me. I opened my eyes and saw Louis standing there laughing at me, I looked again to see him holding Eleanor's hand, behind them were three beautful children that looked just like them. Another glance and I saw all the other boys laughing along with the other five. And all of them were staring at me, laughing.
"HARRY!?" I heard Louis scream as I opened my eyes, sweating and out of breath for some reason. "Harry are you okay. I think you were having a nightmare... sorry to wake you." he told me sincerely. I remembered the dream and shuttered. "uh... yeah, I don't remember what I was dreaming about." I lied. I saw something pass through his eyes... knowing. He knew I was lying but he left it how it was, knowing I didn't want to talk. I mentally thanked him for that and drifted back to sleep.
A/N: Hey everyone! I didn't update right away cause I haven't gotten any comments asking us to... but yeah. And let me formally apologize for this horrible uneventful chapter, its honestly a filler, not to mention I wrote it half awake.
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