*Louis' P.O.V.*
I quickly jumped out of the shower, already drying my hair. I slipped on my boxers and skinny jeans within a minute. I put my t-shirt on while running a hand through my hair. I walked out of my bathroom and through my room, across the hall and to Harry's room. I raised my fist and knocked. He had finally turned the blaring music down. After a minute when he didn't answer my constant knocking, I pushed the door open to see him curled upon his bed, he was asleep. He was also shaking, he had kicked the blanket off, probably having a nightmare. Poor baby. I walked to the end of his bed and picked up the blanket throwing it over his legs. I slid the blanket up his body, while doing so I accidently pushed his shirt up a but. I couldn't believe my eyes. 'No. No. No. I cant be seeing this. This has to be a dream.' I thought to myself, while slowly pulling his shirt up a little more. Sure enough, all up his stomach and torso, where scars. Some fresh and some new. Some a fading pink or white color, while others where a raging red. I threw my hand up to my mouth and fought back tears as I ran out of the room and to the front door. Sliding my TOMs on as fast as I could, and running out of the front door. I didn't bother to get into the car, I just ran to the café. I burst through the doors and see Liam, Niall, and Zayn sitting in the far corner. I slowly walked to their table. "Louis, what's wrong?" I barely registered Niall's voice, with all the thoughts running through my mind. "LOUIS!" My head snapped toward Liam, the culprit behind the scream of my name. "Why are you crying Lou?" My hand flew up to my eyes, and sure enough there was a wet substance under my eyes. I blinked a few times. "H-h-h-arry-y" I managed to stutter out of my sobbing body. "Louis? What's wrong with Harry?" I looked at Zayn and shook my head. "H-h-h-e-e... h-e-e." I couldn't seem to get a full sentence out. Liam slid over in the booth and patted the spot next to him, motioning me to sit down. "Louis, calm down. Tell us what happened." he said in a slow, soothing voice. I nodded slowly and took a few deep breaths. No longer panting or sobbing. I still had silent tears running down my cheeks, I don't think they will stop anytime soon though. "Can you tell us what happened now, Louis?" It was Niall who spoke. I nodded my head, not trusting my voice. Also knowing that I would have to tell them sooner or later. I took a deep breath, and looked down at the table. "He.... He self harms." I say and look up to the boys. They're faces showed confusion. I sighed knowing that I would have to tell them what self harm, and then tell them how I know all that. "What's self-harming?" Liam said, and by the look on Niall and Zayn's faces they didn't know either. I sighed. "Self harm, is when you physically harm yourself. Either when you cut, starve, and or purge." They all gave me a questioning looks. "How do you know all that?" I sighed at Zayn's question. "Can we go somewhere more... Private? Like Liam's flat?" I asked the three boys. They all nodded and we stood up, leaving money and a tip.
