HARRY'S POV
I had felt so horrible about what happened to Louis at lunch today, it had to be my fault. If I was never in the picture, all of the people who Louis cares about wouldn't be upset with him. Telling him I need to get out of the way was the hardest thing I've done in my life, but I knew it was for his own good. I couldn't let anything bad happen to him because of me anymore. Maybe one day, when we're all in a better place, I can come back.
I had felt so horrible earlier today, that I hurt myself to make me pay for everything I did. It stung badly and I now had hideous scars on my arms, but I deserved the pain. I probably won't do it again, I'm not stupid enough to get myself stuck in yet another mess. But as of now, it felt good.
I'm interrupted from drowning in my own thoughts when I hear my phone ringing. Lottie? It's kind of strange to be getting a call from her. Despite my strange thoughts, I answer it.
"Hello? Lottie?" I say
"Harry, this is an emergency and we have no time for joking around. Is that clear?" she says.
"Whoa, um, yeah I guess," I say, suddenly alarmed.
"Louis attempted suicide. He stabbed himself in the side. However, he's still alive, but he's losing a lot of blood and I don't even know if he is gonna make it. I suggest you come see him, just in case we have to say goodbye," she says.
Louis did what?!
"Where are you guys at?" I ask.
"District Hospital, I told Niall as well so he and Zayn are coming, since Zayn was with him. Do you mind giving them a ride?" she asks.
"No, sure. We'll be right there," I say, hanging up the phone with a blank expression in my eye.
This can't be real life; it has to be some horrible nightmare. Louis can't be dying. My gummy bear, my lover, my sunshine, my everything; leaving me forever. I can't live without him; he lights up my day and is a comet in my sky. I'm kind of in a mode of shock. The thought of living without him is too much for me to prosper.
I just begin running, out of my room, out of the house, out to my car. Once I'm in the yard, my mother calls me from the window.
"Harry, where are you going?" she asks.
"Louis is in the hospital," I say, tears streaming down my face.
"What happened to him?!" she asks with a horrified look on her face.
"He stabbed himself, and he might not make it," I say, and with that I close the car door and start driving, not being able to look at her.
I drive as fast as I can, not caring if I get a ticket for speed limit. Once I am at Niall's house, I just honk the horn, not bothering to get out. He and Zayn rush out, their faces also worried and tear stained.
"Any updates on Louis?" Niall asks while he and Zayn get into the car.
"Nope. Lottie just called me and told me the news," I say.
He nods, the car ride being silent for a couple minutes. I finally break the silence.
"Are you mad at me?" I ask.
"No, of course not. I was just upset that Louis didn't tell me before. I'm of course not upset now, just worried that he's mad at me or thinking I hate him or something. He's my best mate, I love him. Now I'm just worried that I won't be able to tell him that," he says.
"I know, I am too," I reply.
"Anything else he hasn't told me?" Niall asks again.
"Well I don't know if I should say this for him, but his dad has abused him since he was ten," I say, hoping Louis won't be mad at me later for this.
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