*louis pov*
I woke up to darkness a few hours after the fight. My cheeks stained with tears. My memory started to flood back into my head.
I turned my phone off and whispered to myself, Its gonna be alright lou.. just forget about him..
I went down the hall and looked for some food, i realized i couldent reach the cabnits because im in a wheel chair and i huffed in frustration, Suddenly the house phone started ringing, I didnt answer
*harrys pov*
God he was acting like such an ass, he wont answer my calls.. "I didnt even do anything that wrong right ed?"
Ed looked at me and shurgged," well man you did come home pretty late.. "
I sighed and looked at him with tears starting to form, "He hates me.."
"He doesnt hate you"
"Yeah he d-does", I started to cry.
"Pleae dont cry mate".. I stood up and walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower hoping ill forget about louis
*louis pov*
Its now been 3 months since the break up. And i havent been eating much, I started a whole new eating habbit. 1 glass of water a day and 1 apple. I lost so much weight
I huffed and put my hand on my stomach and felt my rib cage and smiled softly. I was finally happy. Causing pain to myself is a great idea..
I then heard a knock on the door. I pushed the wheels of the wheel chair and opened the door, May i help you?
I heard his thick british accent," l-louis"
i tensed up hearing the sound of his voice.. I didnt answer
"l-louis wha-" he put his hand on my stomach and i heard him burst into tears, "H-have you been starving yourself?"
I nodded.
"w-why lou?"
because im all alone and theres nothing better to do then cause pain to myself..
Harry teared up.. And ran to his car.. Leaving my house sobbing..
