Insanity {H.styles}

Chapter 25

I woke up on the bed in the attic with a massive headache. The ongoing yelling from downstairs being the reason I woke up.
I shifted over to hear what all the commotion was about but was distracted by a piercing pain on the side of my head. I gritted my teeth together to avoid letting out a loud cry of pain and winced as I put my hand gently on the side of my head. There was a bandage tied tightly around it to prevent further bleeding.

"You know me better than anyone Lou, dont think I won't pull the trigger."

"Harry, I wasn't thinking straight! You have the right to be mad but please just put the gun down." I heard Louis say from downstairs. "Just, calm down okay?"

I heard Harry drop something on the kitchen counter, making a loud 'clank' noise. Harry let out a frustrated growl and then there was a loud thud, as though harry kicked something, followed by another before he spoke,
"Calm down? You show up at five in the morning after trying to rape and murder Kylie and now you are asking me to fucking calm down?! I dont care if you were intoxicated or high Louis! It doesnt matter, you are supposed to be my friend, my brother! You know how much she means to me!"

"So what Harry, is this it then?" I heard Louis say, pain evident in his voice.

"I think so."

It was quiet for a moment before I heard Harry talk, "You know what hurts most of all Louis? When Kylie fell asleep on that couch the other day you asked me what I would do if something happened and Kylie was no longer part of my everyday life... Do u remember my answer?" Harry spoke slowely.

There was a long pause as Harry waited for louis to answer the question, "You said, 'I refuse to continue to exist in a world that I could never share with her'." Louis said in a voice so soft that it was barley audible.

"And yet you were willing to take her away from me all the same." Harry said.

The house fell silent once again, the only sound being footsteps leading to the front door, "I'll be at Zayn's place, incase you ever wanted to- yeah." Louis said and then the front door shut. It was quiet now, and I had began feeling sleepy as the silence continued.

I closed my eyes, waiting for the pain in my head to pass.
"Kylie?" I heard a voice whisper in my ear.

"Harry?" I said, opening my eyes and glancing at him.
I heard him let out a sigh of relief. "Thank God." he murmured, running his hands through his curls, "If you had taken any longer I would have dragged you to the hospital."

I gave him a small, reassuring smile as he stared at me, looking concerned. "I came up to change the bandages again." he told me and then leaned over to start peeling them off. I winced at the touch of his hands on my throbbing head.
"Ouch Harry, it hurts." I said, using my hand to pull his away.
"I need to do it, it will be over soon." he promised and carried on. A tear ran down my face once the bandage was completely gone. The pain was unbearable and it only worsened as he tried to clean it.

"Stop, stop!" I Cried once I had reached my limit and he paused. I held my face in my hands as I tried to regain my composure.

Harry shifted and cleared his throat,
"I'm sorry about what happened, I should have listened to you. If I knew he would do this I wouldn't have left you alone with him. The last thing I wanted was for you to get hurt."
I looked up at his glistening eyes and couldn't help but feel sorry for him.
"It's okay, I dont blame you for anything." I whispered. He stared at me, obviously thinking about something.

He strocked the side of my face with the back of his hand as he spoke, "How does a bath sound?" he said, the frown on his lips forming into a smile. I smiled and he sat me up, making my head throb even more.
He then stood me up and I looked around the room, feeling dazed.
Only a few inches from my feet was a bloody baseball bat. "He hit me with a baseball bat?" I asked as Harry guided me downstairs. "Yeah, we used to play with it when we were kids... It must have been lying next to one of the boxes when it happened." he said, making my hairs at the back of my neck stand on end.

We got to the bathroom and Harry set me down next to the bathtub. He still looked to be in deep thought while he let the tub fill with water.

"Harry, are you alright?" I asked once the room had filled with steam and the taps had been turned off.
"Uh, yeah. Just thinking, that's all." he said, taken a bit off guard.

"I have been wondering," he began as I started taking off my shirt. "We should leave."

"Leave? Leave where?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows.
"I havn't figured that part out yet." he said with the corner of his lips moving upwards, forming an awkward smile.

I stripped down to nothing, with harry's help of course. He lowered me down into the warm water, "I just don't think it would be right to stay here, you know?" he said and I nodded.

Harry stared at me, looking only into my eyes despite me not having a stitch of clothing on.
"Aren't you ever afraid of getting caught, Harry?" I asked, looking down at the light blue water that surrounded me.
"Yeah, all the time, why?" he asked, shrugging his shoulders.
"Because leaving means you stand the chance of being caught again. What would happen if you were? You'd be taken away forever-"

"Don't worry about it okay, we're gonna be fine." He nervously chuckled, but I didn't buy it. Things have been too quiet for too long...

I pulled my hair over my right shoulder and sunk lower into the tub. "And Louis?" I asked as I watched Harry's expression change. He frowned and looked in the opposite direction as though feeling guilty.

"When is he coming back?"

"I don't think," he said through gritted teeth before clearing his throat, "I don't think he wants to come back anytime soon." he said, his eyes going more wild by the second.

I closed my eyes and relaxed, realising that any follow-up questions would just make Harry more mad.

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