Day 20

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I was back at our home, laying in bed as usual. The doctor told me to,'take it easy' because I have symptoms of a bipolar disorder.

Maybe I'm sick Lou. Maybe I am.

I think I just want everything back to the way it used to be. You and I laying in bed just the two of us alone. Cracking jokes late night until we fell into deep slumber. Smiles so wide that they would never fade away. I miss every single part of you Louis.

But I knew I had to call Liam. So I did.

After the first ring, he picked up.

"Harry? It's unusual for you to be calling. I'm sorry about how I lashed out on you. Is everything alright?" His soft voice spoke through the receiver.

"I don't know if you've heard yet but I'm sorry about last night. I wasn't thinking. I- I just missed having him here..." I trailed off hoping he would continue but the line was silent for a while.

"You tried to kill yourself didn't you?" Liam whispered.

"I-I'm so sorry." I begin to feel tears rolling down my cheeks.

"Harry there's nothing to apologize for. I get it. It's hard. I want you to know that I'm here for you though. Even if I'm the only one."

"Thanks.. I hope you understand. It was a uhm, a mistake."

"Oh Harry, if only it weren't."

And with that he hung up leaving the line dead. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

Liam already knows about what happened to you, Lou. I don't even need to lie anymore.

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