Chapter Fourteen

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Chapter Fourteen

"Well. He's not getting far without this." Emma said, holding up his passport.

Harry sighed in relief but it was short lived, considering they still had no idea where he was. Or how to find him, at that matter.

"How could her do this?"

"He's sick-"

"You think I don't fucking know that?!" He snapped at her, softening immediately when Emma winced before Niall wrapped his arm around her. "I'm sorry, I just."

"It's hard. I know, but. He's not under the right mind. He hates himself. The only thing he's sure of is that he loves you. He wants what's best for you and he thinks being with him isn't it."

"I need him.. I need him right now." Harry started to panic, knowing Louis wasn't planning on living that long.

"We'll find him, Haz." Niall said. "Don't worry, we'll find him. Maybe someone will see him and post it. We'll just keep an eye on twitter, okay?"

"I can't wait, I need him." Harry begged. "Let's go look for him-"

"It's fucking New York City and who knows how long he's been gone. We need to stay here in case he comes back."

"You stay here then. I'll go look for him." Harry said, standing up to grab his coat.

"Haz-" Niall started to reason with him before Emma interrupted.

"You guys stay, I'll go."

"But babe-" Niall started.

"No. Did you see how he tried to run when he saw you guys? It's going to be better if I talk to him first."

"How would you know?" Harry snapped, frustrated. "You know nothing about him-!"

"I know how he's feeling. More then you do. Trust me on this."

Harry did, because that's all he could do.

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"Twenty questions." Mae said, lifting her head from where it was laying on Eleanor's shoulder. "I'll go first. Why are you so cute?"

Eleanor blushed. "That's not a question."

Mae pouted. "Fine. Favorite color?"

"Blue," she blurted without thinking, blushing and looking down afterward. "Uh.. Favorite song?" She said quickly, hoping to change the subject.

"Human, Christina Perri. Hmm... How many girlfriends or boyfriends have you had?" Mae said, forcing Eleanor to look at her.

She forced herself not to wince at the mention of Sophie, unlinking their fingers. "You're a little nosy aren't you?"

"Fresh break up?"

"I..yeah. How'd you-?"

"No one ever comes on this side of town except to escape. Plus you're kind of an open book, babe." They sat in silence for a moment. "Wanna talk about it?"

"I.. Not really, no."

"Okay." Before Eleanor could realize what happened, Mae had pressed their lips together, cupping her cheeks. She begins to pull away before Eleanor gasps quietly before leaning forward, trying to kiss her again. Mae presses a chaste kiss to her cheek.

"You need to go home. You need to fix whatever happened, you can't run forever." Mae stood and began to walk away.

"W-wait.. What if I want to see you again?"

She smiled and turned around to face her as she kept walking. "I left my number on the receipt.. Call me once you get everything figured out." And with that, she turned and disappeared around a corner.

Eleanor touched her lips, smiling stupidly before she realized what she had to do.

With shaky hands, she dialed a number she knew by heart.

"Hello?"

"Sophie? It's me. We need to talk."

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Around ten thirty at night, Harry received a text.

Louis: I'm sorry.

Trying to remain calm, he typed a reply.

Harry: where are you?

Louis: Coming back.

"He's coming back." Harry said to Niall and Emma, shoulders shagging in relief.

Harry: We'll talk when you're here.

Louis: I love you

Fifteen minutes later, the door unlocked and a very tired looking Louis walked in.

Harry rushed to him and pulled him into his arms, burying his face in his hair, relieved.

Niall and Emma leave after that, Niall patting Harry on the back before the door shuts.

"I thought you were done running from me, love."

"I'm sorry." Is all Louis said, hiding his face in his chest as he carries him to the couch, cradling him in his arms.

"Why?" Harry couldn't hide the hurt from his voice.

"You deserve better."

"Even if that ridiculous statement was true, I don't want better Louis. I don't. I want you." Harry said angrily, pulling away to make Louis face him.

"Harry."

"We're leaving in four days. Back to London, we're postponing the tour. We're staying at your mum's until you're well enough to leave." The tone in his voice left no room for argument.

"What about manag-?"

"I don't give a fuck about management right now."

"The fans?" Louis tried weakly.

"Would want you to get better if they knew."

"Harry, please. My sisters, my mum they can't know, it would kill them-"

"You're mom already knows about your eating disorder, she wasn't very surprised to find out about the rest."

"You told her?!"

"I couldn't keep that from her, Louis. She can help you."

"Harry, I can't go back I can't disappoint her, I can't disappoint the girls oh my god-" Suddenly Louis found it very hard to breathe.

"Louis. Louis baby look at me, focus on me, focus on breathing look at me, love please." Harry begged, trying not to break himself as he watched Louis tremble.

Slowly but surely, Louis began to calm down, more or less collapsing into Harry's arms.

"You see, baby?" Harry whispers into Louis' hair, kissing his head. "See how much easier it is to let me help you?"

"Hmm.." Was all the smaller boy said, nuzzling into his neck, as all of the events of the day coming crashing down on him.

"Tired?" Harry asked, pressing kisses to his temple.

Louis nodded into his neck, pressing a soft kiss there.

"Go to sleep, baby. Tomorrow will be better, you'll see." Harry just wished he knew for sure he wasn't lying.

A/N: I am so fucking sorry! My laptop broke and I wasn't able to get a new one till my birthday which was Monday and it took forever to recover all of my old files and I had planned on this chapter being so much longer but I wanted to get something up. I didn't proofread it either so don't judge me, I'll try and update more frequently guys I'm so sorry. Any suggestions on what should happen next? Comment please!!

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