To Love a Broken Heart

Chapter 10

A/N: I'm so sorry I've been absent and haven't been able to update in quite a while. Schools nearly over so please bear with me a little more. The next update will definitely be next saturday. I promise!

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I wasn't scared. There was no sweat on my forehead; my hands weren't shaking, and my heart wasn't palpitating. I felt normal, as I stared at the place I once used to call hell, now I see it under a different light: it's not a place to feel inferior, nor is it a place to allow others to control you, because this building is where you find yourself; where you define yourself and find what it is you're good at. It's simply school... nothing else.

Normally, I would tremble with every step the moment I open the school doors and enter, but not today; not now; not ever again. I walked with such confidence, it was simple: left, right, left, right and smile. I no longer saw a horde of teenage monsters out to get me; I didn't feel like I was being dragged into that whirlpool of fear where I fought so hard to keep my head above water. Instead, all I saw were people, students, just like me. I was no different, and it was time to rise above it all.

Confidence oozed out of me as I walked down the hallway, all eyes were glued to me, some girls had their mouth agape, some boys had smirks on their faces, and him, Louis - my soon to be Louis - smiled. Seeing that radiating smile was confident booster and my small steps soon escalated to strides, there was a little rhythm to it and soon I found myself bopping, for some unknown and weird reason. However, this act of weirdness caused Louis to exhibit a behaviour that wasn't so familiar with the rest of the school: he laughed, for everyone to witness. See, everyone had their preconception that Louis was fifty percent cruel, fifty percent hot and zero percent sensitive, humorous, kind, gentle and sweet. In fact, you could say that everything in the zero category was innate to Louis, he's just forced to hide it whenever he is in school. Why do the worse things happen to the kindest of people? Simply because the worse things bring the kindest of people together, the strings of fate unexpectedly drags you to someone who can feel empathy for you, and binds an unbreakable bond between the two. Such a bond Louis and I possess. We just have to wait for fate to pull the strings closer together until our hearts beat together as one. Time is our enemy, but also our cupid.

"Harry, you're such a goofball." Louis commented as I strode closer to him.

"But you love me, don't you?" I defended myself, sticking my tongue out at him, as I finally came to a stop a few inches away from him. Suddenly, fear crept onto his eyes and he quickly looked around the hallway, watching the other students talk loudly with their friends, his eyes continued to survey the hallway to see if someone overheard my statement. "What's wrong?" I asked, finally tired of waiting for him to explain what the hell caused him to panic so much.

"You can't just say that! God, Harry, you're so stupid at times, how can I..." He looked around once more before shuffling closer to me, whispering the remnants of what he started "be with you, if you ruin my cover so quickly? Please, stop being such a stupid fuck and don't mess anything up." He snapped at me so quietly that only I could hear the venom that dripped out his mouth. And that venom was potent: I flinched with every word, and even though I promised myself - and Niall - that I wouldn't let such words hurt me, hearing it from Louis kind of stung.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! Honestly, I mean, come on Louis, no one can deduce that we like each other from what I said; it was obviously a joke!" I replied, desperate for him to forgive me. However, forgiveness is not what I received.

"Exactly my point! You never think, you just do! You're so selfish Harry! You don't care if my secret gets exposed because of something you stupidly did. Heck, you don't even care for me, do you? Certainly not when you were going to kill yourself, Harry. And why was that? Because you saw me kiss a girl and jumped to conclusions; because you're being raised by a single mum; because you're so mentally weak that everyone, even the actual weak individuals of this school, can take you down in a fight? Well, I'm sorry to break it you but the world can't bow down to your feet and kiss it, Harry. You're not a kid, nor a prince, and it's time for you to fucking grow up. Stop this attention seeking, selfish act you exhibit so frequently Harry!" He shouted at me, for the whole school to hear, and all ears were honed in on him. No matter how hard I tried; no matter how hard I bit down on my tongue, I found tears escaping my eyes. It just hurt so bad because everything Louis - the one I trusted, and thought I knew - said was true and he had just snapped at me. "Aww, you're crying... What are you expecting Harry? For me to say sorry for speaking the absolute truth? Oh, I see, you're going to try to kill yourself aren't you? Well, call me if you do, I have a spare rope in my bag and I know how to tie knots, Harry. But for now... kindly fuck off." And with that he stormed off the opposite direction, and I found myself drowning in that very same whirlpool I thought I had finally escaped.