Adopted By Three British Bands *ON HOLD FOR MAJOR EDITING*

Chapter 16-It Hurts

Louis’ POV

                                              I just stood there, not moving, not speaking, I just stood there. Everyone had left me alone after Harry came through the living room and yelled at me. I was motionless. I finally decided to move when I felt horrible. I trudged up the stairs slowly. Once, I reached my room I closed the door, not bothering to lock it. I just walked into the little corner of the room and sat down leaning my head against the wall and my back facing the door.

“Why the hell did I do that again?” I mumbled.

                                              I just broke down crying not caring about anything at this point. I didn’t care if anyone thought I was a cry baby. I didn’t care that anyone was at my door. I didn’t care about anything.

                                              My mood changed and I was getting furious with myself. I started to throw things at the wall. I even punched a mirror behind me letting it break into little pieces. And letting the pieces represent my life and my heart. I didn’t even care about the little glass shards were cutting my hand. I threw anything I saw. The door creaked opened.

“Louis, we heard crashing you ok- LOUIS WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO YOUR HAND!”

                                              My back was facing the door and the people that were there. I heard gentle footsteps across the room. I felt someone pull me towards the bathroom. I heard the faucet running and someone pushing my hand towards the water. I hissed at the pain, and I quickly pulled my hand back. The person grabbed my hand back it placed it under the water again and held it there, while I struggled to get it out from under the water.

“Louis, give me your hand.”

                                              I obeyed and gave Jade my hand while she cleaned it up. Perrie walked out of the bathroom and straight towards my closet, tearing it apart.

“Here put this on.” She said holding out a shirt.

                                              I took off my shirt which had blood stains on it and switched it with the new shirt. Jade grabbed my hand again.

“All done,” she said.

                                              I sighed and walked out of the bathroom and sat on my bed putting my head in my hands and I was about to cry again. I wanted my Emily. I wanted my baby girl, but now she really hates my guts. El never liked the fact that I adopted someone. Management was getting all fucked up and stuff and they were just getting me pissed, so I got too caught up in the moment and just lost it. My breathing was picking as I just sat in a ball rocking back and forth with the tears running freely.

“Louis?”

                                              I felt someone’s hand on my back.

“Louis? Are you okay?” Jade asked rubbing my back.

                                              I didn’t answer.

“Come on, let’s start cleaning this room. Then Perrie and I will take you to the hospital to go see Emily, yeah?” She said.

                                              I nodded my head and she helped me up or actually forced me up. We picked up the broken pieces of glass that was on the floor without cutting ourselves. They picked up the random stuff that was lying on the floor while I picked up my clothes that Perrie threw out of the closet. The tears were still running flowing down my face.