Run From the Demons 2 (Sequel)

Chapter Forty Two

Louis' P.O.V

Oh my God, what have I done?

I stare down at Harry who is looking up at me fear-filled eyes. Tears were welling up in them and it was like a knife to the heart when he whimpered in pain. I did this to him.

"Harry I-"

“What happened?” Liam exclaimed as he rushed in, Zayn and Niall in tow. Liam looked over at me, then at Harry who was bleeding on the floor, and gasped, rushing over to him. When Niall and Zayn saw Harry’s condition they ran over to him and crouched down by him. I looked down at the floor and thought about what had just happened.

What the hell is wrong with me?

I heard Harry cry out in pain, and Liam shushing him. “Relax,” he said before it sounded like he pulled something out of Harry's leg and Harry screamed in pain. I looked up and saw Zayn hugging Harry tightly and Harry squeezing his eyes shut, looking like he was trying not to cry. Liam grabbed a towel that was in the hamper next to the mirror and placed it on the floor as he slowly gathered up all the mirror shards and placed them on the towel. When he was done all four of them looked up at me.

I stood frozen in place.

"Louis-" Niall started but before he could say anything else I ran out of the room and down the stairs.

I needed to get out.

The boys called my name but I ignored them. I quickly put on my jacket and shoes before I grabbed my keys and phone and left. I got in my car and didn't hesitate to start the engine and drive as far as I could from the house.

Tears were blurring my vision slightly and I eventually had to pull over at the side of the road so I wouldn't crash. I was in the middle of nowhere, so it wasn't like anyone would actually see me. So I did the only thing I could think of.

I cried.

I cried for Alexis. I cried for Harry. I just sat there and sobbed uncontrollably into my hands, leaning against the window so I wouldn't fall into the wheel. I cried so hard that eventually I was just dry heaving. I couldn't breathe, and I was suddenly very claustrophobic in my sort of spacious car.

How could I have been so stupid? Alexis didn't deserve to hear the things I said to her. Who tells their girlfriend to 'Rot in Hell'? Me! I can't believe I actually said that to her! 

My mind began to wander back to the memories of that night.

"I SAID I'M FINE, DAMMIT!" I shout, slamming my fist onto the table. I look around at everyone to see how shocked they are, and my face immediately softens. I sit down quickly and look at my plate, my cheeks flushing from embarrassment. "S-Sorry."

“Um, Louis? Can I talk to you for a second?” Zayn asks. I don't look up but I nod and get up, walking over to him. He leads me out of the dining room and into the living room.

"Alright, what's wrong?" He asks..

"Nothing." Lies.

"Louis..." Zayn sighs. I sigh and run a hand through my hair, sitting down on the couch.

"I..." I say, trying find the right words to say. "I...Alexis told me she doesn't wanna go on tour with us," I mumble, looking down at my hands.

"What?" Zayn asks.

"You heard me."

"Why?"

"Because she says she'll only bring danger with her." I sniffle slightly and look up at Zayn. "B-But she means so much to me and I don't wanna spend nine months without her."