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/ Twenty Seven /

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Harry_Styles: Louis. U know I didn't mean to hit you right?

Harry_Styles: I'm sorry. Things got out of hand.

Harry_Styles: can we talk?

Louis_Tomlinson: fuck off Harry. Come anywhere near Louis and I will fucking end you. - Z

Harry_Styles: let Louis tell me that himself asshole.

Louis_Tomlinson: he will. - Z
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Zayn dropped the phone, he heard slightly groaning. And he glanced up to see Louis moving his head slightly. His blue eyes flashed with pain, his hand reached up to touch the cloth on his lip.

"Zayn," but it barely sounded like his name, it was muffled and groggy.

"Yeah, love." Zayn asked, he came closer to his side.

"Why did- why did he hit me." Louis said.

"It was an accident love. He meant to hit me, but you got in the way darling. You know you didn't have to do that. I would rather have it been me than to see you like this right now." Zayn swept Louis' hair back.

Just then one of the doctors came in, "Well, Mr. Tomlinson. You needed three stiches, quite a cut you got there, I'm assuming it was done by a few rings am I correct? Are you going to press charges?"

"No. It was a complete accident. No use making it a bigger deal than what it really was." Louis muttered, but it was just understandable.

"Alright. Well, just sign these release forms and pick up your pain medication and you're free to go."

"Okay thanks Doc." Zayn said. The doctor looked like he was about to reprimand him, but he handed over the forms and walked out of the room.

"Z." Louis said softly, "I want to go home."

"Let me just fill these out Lou." Zayn said. "I'll pay for the costs okay? Just don't worry about it."

Louis half smiled, "thanks. I love you."

Zayn smiled, "What are friends for."

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Zayn took him home, he called his own parents and said that he was gonna spend the night at Louis'. Although Louis knew he couldn't keep the stitches a secret from his parents forever, he could try for as long as possible. Zayn helped Louis into bed, and went downstairs to make some food that he could eat. Although the doctor suggested to keep to liquid foods for a couple weeks.

His parents were due to be back until late at night. So Zayn made some warm soup, let it cool and took it back upstairs. But, when he came back to the room Louis was sound asleep. Zayn sighed, and placed the bowl on the desk beside the bed.

It was an hour later when there was loud knocking on the door. Zayn groaned, he was sitting on the chair beside the window and using the light from the sun to read. He checked to see that Louis was still sleeping before he walked downstairs.

He opened the door without thinking, just assuming it was someone important from how frantic they were knocking. It wasn't. It was Harry.

"Are you being serious right now?" Zayn whisper yelled.

Harry rolled his eyes, "I need to talk to Louis."

"And do what? Make him cry again. Because that's all you ever do!" Zayn exclaimed. "All you've done from the start is hurt him Harry."

"I just need to talk to him." Harry muttered.

"No. I mean it Harry. Leave." Zayn pushed Harry farther out of the door.

"Look Zayn. I'm not leaving until I talk to him." Harry stated. "Okay, I messed up big time."

"And now you're sorry? It's going to take a lot more than a pathetic I'm sorry." Zayn proclaimed.

"Just move," Harry shoved past him. Zayn tackled him, pushing him against the floor, and smashing his face into the ground. "Get off me!" Harry's voice came out muffled.

Soft footsteps were heard, and Harry looked up to see sock covered feet in front of him. "Lou, you should be asleep." Zayn said.

"I heard a noise." Came Louis' quiet reply.

"Lou." Harry said, he shoved Zayn off him. Louis took a few steps back. He tilted his head to the side. Harry walked forward, his hand reaching out. Except, Louis flinched away. And that fucking shattered Harry.

"Go away Harry. Please." Is all Louis said.

"Okay...alright Lou." Harry said softly. He gave him one last look, that Louis didn't return.

"My name, is Louis. Friends call me Lou. You are not my friend. You are not anything to me Harry." Louis explained lowly. "Go away."

Harry didn't say anything, Zayn grabbed him by the back of his shirt and pulled him up and out the door. Zayn didn't let him go, he pushed him hard. "I mean it Harry. This isn't going to go away so easily. It's not like before. Louis isn't a toy that you can have whenever you bloody feel like it. Believe it or not he has feelings." Zayn looked at him in complete disgust. "God. Was it really such a crime that he had a stupid crush on you? Did you really have to play him like that? You're never going to change will you."

Harry shook his head. "You're wrong, I did care."

Zayn laughed, "He has stitches, his heart is broken, he tried to give you everything while you gave him nothing. If that's you showing that you care, then I feel sorry for whoever ends up with your sorry ass."

Harry didn't say anything, he turned around and walked away to his car. He drove away, and Zayn walked back inside.

Louis was still in the same spot. Zayn walked over to him. "I'll make you some food okay?" Zayn asked.

Louis looked up, his eyes were shining with tears. A few trickled down his cheek. Zayn sighed, he couldn't remember the last time Louis wasn't crying over Harry.

"How fucked up is it..." Louis started to say, "that, I hope he comes back."

And Zayn didn't reply. Louis didn't need him to. He already knew the answer.

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