AN: Italics means something they thought of unless stated otherwise.
Harry's POV:
When I woke up, I wasn't in my room. I was in Louis'. Damn, twice in two nights. That day, Louis also spent it all with me, no Eleanor. Although the niceness from Louis didn't last much longer. A few days later he started ignoring me and soon moved out and in with Eleanor. I did tell the others I was gay, they were all supportive. Louis hated me though. I don't know why he changed, he just did.
I had gotten better at faking a smile, faking being happy for the fans. Even better at lying. Also better at hiding my cuts. Oh! And apparently sleeping with every girl I can. Can't believe I forgot that one. Huh?
We had a photo shoot coming up and Liam, Niall, and Zayn were going to pick me up.
I had just put on my black long sleeved shirt when my phone dinged, letting me know he was here. I grabbed my stuff and ran out the door. Only to find Louis' car. I then checked my phone to see the text from Liam.
Liam: Srry Haz, we cant make it to pick you up. Lou's picking you up. Srry.
I sighed but walked to get in anyways. I got in, and he glanced over at me, giving me a tight lip smile. I gave him a fake one in return, lately none of my smiles seemed to be real. "Thanks for the ride." I mumbled after a few moments of silence.
"No problem." He said, it was a problem, he clearly didn't want to pick me up. I don't know why he all of a sudden hated me, but I guess I knew it was coming. Who could possibly like me? We soon got to the photo shoot after fifteen minutes of awkward silence, but we were also running a little late. Management would be absolutely pissed, and the one who would get an earful would be me. Of course it would, like I said, everyone hates me.
We ran in and Lou gave me a once over as she was finishing up Niall's hair. I knew I didn't look the best, my eyes had bags under them, my hair still looked crazy like always, and I weighed to much. Louis looked perfect, so she didn't have to worry about him, but she had just enough time to give me a smile and use makeup to hide the bags under my eyes until a person came and told us that we had to come for the actual photoshoot.
We walked into a room with a big background thing, and had us stand in a line: Niall, Louis, Zayn, me, and Liam on the end. We put our arms around eachothers shoulder and smiled at the camera.
We did a few other group pictures, then the lady made us do individuals, I went first,Zayn, Louis, Liam, and Niall went last.
After the others were walking ahead of me. They were talking about hanging out the rest of the day and going out that night. Liam slowed his walking down to walk with me, "Hey, H, we're heading to get a bite to eat, then off to Zayn's place for awhile, then we're heading out tonight. Wanna come with?"
I shook my head, "I'm good. Think I'm just gonna head home. Thanks though." I told him. He looked at me worriedly, "You sure? You need a ride?"
"I'm good. I'll find a way."
"We can give you a ride, Haz." I shook my head at, I didn't want to be a bother. "I'll be fine, Li." I have a small smile, "You guys go ahead and leave." I told him. He sighed but nodded, "You sure?" I nodded too, "Yeah." He said okay and they all piled into the cars and drove off.
I sighed as I called a cab driver. When he showed up I climbed in the back and told him where to take me, it didn't look like he cared that I was Harry Styles. When we got to my flat I handed him a wad off money, still probably more than needed, and went inside.
I wish I knew why Louis all of a sudden hated me, ever since he found out about be being gay. He was nice and kind for around a week before he just shut me out. He even moved and and into Eleanor's place.
I sighed as I walked into my room and logging onto Twitter. I hadn't been with someone management planned in awhile, so nothing about me was trending. Which I was honestly happy. But something inside me wanted to know what people were saying about me.
So I went to Twitters search bar and typed in 'Harry Styles Hate'.
Not the best idea, but I did it and I wish I hadn't.
More and more words flowing through. I sighed, why couldn't people be nice. Don't they know I have feelings too. I'm a human just like them. Is that really hard to understand?
I kept reading through the hate and decided it was enough, so I went to the bathroom to do what I do best. I slit my wrist open as I cried and watched the blood fall onto the white tile. I cleaned it up before I got in the shower, letting the hot water sting my fresh cuts.
When I got out I put on an old oversized hoodie and sweatpants. I heard a knock and I went to answer the door.
When I did, Louis was there.
"You mind if I stay here tonight? El went to visit some friends, and I left my key in the house, so I'm kinda locked out?" He said as soon as he seen me. I stepped to the side, letting him in.
"Thought you went out with the lads." I mumbled/stated as he walker into the kitchen. He shrugged, "Didn't feel up to it." I nodded as he started rummaging through the cabinets and fridge. I sat on the counter. It was going to be a long night, hopefully he wouldn't ignore me.
He turned to look at me, worry on his face, "You have nothing to eat." He stated. That's why he looked worried. He was hungry and I had no food.
I looked at him, "Sorry?" It came out more like a question.
"When was the last time you went grocery shopping?" He asked me. I shrugged, because last time I honestly did, was the last time he went to the store.
"I don't know."
"It's been awhile since food was in here." He stated, running a finger on the cabinet. When he pulled it back there was dust on his finger. He wiped it off.
"What do you eat?"
"Take out." I told him. He looked me up and down, I started to fidget. He raised an eyebrow, "Really?"
"Uh, yeah." I answered unsurely. He looked at me but nodded, dropping it. But his eyes told me this conversation wasn't over.
"Wanna order a pizza?" He asked me, grabbing his phone. I nodded. As he walked away all I could think was, it's gonna be a long night. Hopefully I won't have to eat.. That it was, a very long night.
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