Kiss It Better

Chapter 5

Chapter Five

"Niall." Louis breathed, gathering to his feet and turning to face the shaking blonde. "I-it's not what you th-"

"It's not what I think?!" He spits out. "'Cause what I think is that your purging in a public restroom."

Louis stayed silent, trying to ignore how the tears are forming in Niall's eyes. "How.. Why would he- does Harry know?"

His eyes widen before he's sputtering "N-no. You can't, please Ni. Please don't tell him, I'll stop I just need. I need to- please don't tell Harry, pleasepleaseplease-"

"Louis. Lou calm down, I-I won't tell him. Please just calm down! I won't tell him, I-I promise. Here, just. Just c'mere. Niall said, blinking through unshed tears before pulling Louis into a comforting embrace, burying his face in his neck.

They sat in silence, just hugging each other before Niall said, "You realize I can't let this happen anymore. If I can't tell Haz, then I'm telling the rest of the boys. To help. Okay?"

Dread filled his stomach but he nodded. Anything to keep Harry from noticing how imperfect and pathetic he was.

After cleaning themselves both up they headed back to the table, where everyone was finishing up their dessert. "You okay, baby?" Harry asked Louis in a hushed whisper.

"I'm okay." Louis lied. "Couldn't be better."

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"Lou are you sure? 'Cause I could call and cancel. Nick would under-"

"Harry. I'm fine. You've been looking forward to this for months. It's only three days. I promise, I'll be fine. The lads are going to come over for a bit and I was even thinking of going to see my mum." Louis interrupted, hiding his anxiety.

He gave him a long look before whispering "Baby-"

"Haz." Lou said sternly.

"Fine," Harry said letting out a long sigh before wrapping his arms around him and lifting him up, ignoring the squeak of protest coming from Louis mouth.

" 'm gonna miss you so much, Louis." He whispered into his neck, arms wrapped under his bum, still holding him.

Lou squeezed his eyes shut, kissing Harry's temple before whispering "Only three days, lovely."

Harry rolled his eyes playfully. "You could at least pretend to miss me." Before he pressed a long, soft kiss between them as he set Louis down.

Louis whined softly when Harry began to pull away and followed his lips, standing on his tippy toes before Harry chuckled and pushed him softly against the wall before kissing him once more.

They sat there, snogging blissfully for ten minutes before a knock at the door interrupted them. Harry sighed and pressed one last kiss to Louis' swollen lips, sucking gently before pulling away.

After an unnecessarily long hug, Harry left. Louis knew he was being ridiculous, considering he ended up making Harry go, but he still found himself feeling abandoned.

He just couldn't shake that feeling off, the feeling of being worthless, not deserving Harry and how he's going to leave, find someone better and never come back.

That's how he found himself sitting on the bathroom floor, with new cuts, numerously decorating his thighs and arms. He just sat there with his legs pulled up against his chest, resting his head against his knee, staring at the blood staining the tiles in the bathroom and on his clothes.