Insane (COMPLETED)

Chapter 40

Chapter 40

LOUIS' POV

I woke up the next morning slightly expecting Harry to be snoring next to me. I rolled over with my eyes closed and touched the place where his head would lay, before everything happened. I wouldn't dare let him in my bed now. I'm absolutely terrified of him! I can only imagine how he killed James, and it sends chills down my spine. First Hunter, now this. I should just call the police and tell them about Harry and all the shit he's done. I should put him in an insane asylum! I don't want him anywhere near me and I can't let him hurt anyone else.

I grabbed my phone off the table next to me and noticed I have three missed texts from Chloe.

'We did it! Look at today's paper! -Chloe'

'People actually think we're dating. How do you like being my boyfriend? (; just kidding! -Chloe'

'We'd be a cute couple if I do say so myself :) oops. -Chloe'

I smiled and sent a text back. 'Come over later, I need someone to help clear my mind.'

I wasn't sure what I was thinking, but I just need someone other than Harry on my mind. He's all I ever think about and I'm hoping Chloe will help change that. Should I tell her about what Harry did? I don't even know her very well and I'm already pretty sure I can trust her. But what would she think? She can't be any worse than me, I've already wanted to throw him in prison numerous times!

I rolled out of bed and walked downstairs. I went to make myself a bowl of cereal but was distracted when I saw a mop of curly hair laying on the couch.

No. You have got to be kidding me right now.

"Get out of here!" I screamed, waking him up with a jolt.

"Louis-"

"Get the fuck out! I told you not to come home!"

"Let me explain-"

"I'm scared of you, Harry! You belong in an insane asylum! You need to leave my house right now,"

"I have no where else to go,"

"Go to Niall's," I muttered, "I'm sure he still wants you."

"I don't want to go to Niall's,"

Harry began to get off of the couch and make his way over to me. Once I started to back away from him, a hurt look took over his face.

"Don't come any closer to me." I warned.

"Louis! You know me!"

"No! I don't know you!" I yelled, observing his bloody shirt that he was wearing yesterday, "The Harry I know wouldn't murder someone and not know what he did wrong! You're fucking ins-"

"Insane." He interrupted me, "I know."

"I can't even stand looking at you anymore. You need to leave!"

"I don't wanna go to prison, Louis,"

I laughed. "You should have thought about that before you killed a man, you asshole! I'm not going to have any part of being around you, this is your mess."

He walked towards me again and I backed up all the way into the kitchen, my back roughly hitting the edge of the counter.

"Why would I ever hurt you?" He whispered, "I know what I did was wrong, okay? It haunts me!"

"Whatever-"

"Listen to me!" He yelled, his calm expression changing, "You have no idea what I was feeling at the moment it happened! All the anger and sadness I've kept inside me just came out once I finally got my hands on him. I just blacked out, I barely knew what I was doing! All I knew was that I was angry- so fucking angry. I couldn't control myself! The more he screamed, the better I felt. When I smashed his skull in, I felt like I could do anything! I deserve to go to prison, I really do-"