Apocalypse (larry stylinson)

Chapter 27

Why aren't you guys commenting anymore?

It breaks my heart.

And I feel like no one is reading it.

Except probably one person who comments all the time. you know who you are.

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But I've made another chapter for you guys.

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Harry's p.o.v.

I felt bad for Louis. He's fragile. When he said "I don't like it when people don't get along." Guilt washed over me, and I could tell he knew I felt guilty.

I really was trying to get along with Liam, but he just made everything difficult. I just don't want to see them broken. But since Louis explained everything to me, I'm allowing them to see Samantha.

Wonder how that's gonna turn out. One thing for sure, there's gonna be a lot of tears.

Louis lays next to me, his breathe slipping through his parted pink lips. His feathery hair falls over his tan skin. Just looking like his adorable self.

Kissing his fore head I smile to myself pushing away stray hairs.

"Louis," I whisper, just to know he's asleep. When he doesn't give a response I smile and sit up carefully. I place my hand under his head and set it down on the blankets. I scoot away from him and stand up.

"Everything's gonna be fine Boo." I grin standing from my spot and walking out silently.

Letting out a breath I close the door quietly and keep my hand rested upon it for a minute or so and walk off.

I walk in my own silence.

Wonder where Liam is?

"Hm." I should tell him that I decided to let them see her.

I look around me, seeing Lou in the corner with Paul and Amanda.

"Hey guys," I smile waving my hand to them shyly.

"Oh. Hello Harry," Louise smiles turning her eyes away from Amanda and Paul. Both eyes are on me as I stand in my position awkwardly, except Amanda's who are faced toward her doll.

"Um. Do you guys know where Liam's run off to?" I ask raising an eye brow.

"Well the last time I saw him, he was heading up to the roof," Paul nods.

"Thanks."

"Anytime," he smiles then turns back to Lou.

Making my way toward the door I go to open it, but it flys my way hitting me in the face.

"Fuck," I curse bringing my hand to my nose.

"Huh. Harry, sorry mate," Liam says first confused then rushing to me with a worried look played on his face.

"No. It's ok. I probably deserved it anyways," my voice sounded Nasally because of me holding my nose. The smell of Metallic blood ran through, I take my hand away to see red liquid dripping down my hand.

"Oh shit. I hit you quite hard," he mentions taking me to the nasty bathroom, but good thing I can't smell it. Right?

"Just sit on the toilet," he orders. I look down at the seat seeing it's not clean at all. Dirt trailing around it and yellow tracing the inside of the bowl.

"Um I'm good," I chuckle.

"Suite yourself," he shrugs handing me a paper towel. I place it to my nose wincing at my touch.

"Why were you by the door anyways?" Liam questions crossing his arms over his chest as he leans against the sink.

I sigh before beginning.

"I needed to talk to you," I reply my voice still in its nasally form.

"Ok. If it's about earlier, I already said sorry, but I'm sorry so, so sorry," he said in a sincere way.

"Liam, your fine. I was just going to tell you that I'm letting everyone see her," I sigh with a smile.

Liam's attitude changes, he seems happy now. I could tell because he had a big ass smile played across his face.

"Thanks," he quietly replies with a added nod.

"No problem."

"But what made you decide," his eyebrow cocks up.

"Well, Louis did. He talked some sense into me. I mean I haven't known her for that long, and you guys have," I sigh as I look to my feet.

"See, what did I tell you. If Louis asked to see her you'd let him," he chuckled.

"Hey!" I grin.

"Not my fault," I point.

Our laughter dies down and it's silent again.

"But really Harry, thank you," he nods.

"It's ok, you guys have the right to," I take the bloody paper towel away from my nose when I think It's not bleeding anymore.

"Do you think it's broken?" He points to my swelled nose.

"No, probably just bruised," I shrug scrunching up my nose.

"Sorry about that too."

"Deserved it," I nod with a smile. I hear Liam laugh silently to himself and it made me feel better. You know, about myself, because I did deserve it, I was being selfish.

"So Liam, when are we heading North?" I ask looking up to him.

"I was thinking, maybe after Samantha turns." His lips press into a straight line and he shrugs lowly, he looked saddened.

"Liam, just don't think about her right now. Think about something, or someone who makes you happy," I nod with a smile. A smirk plays on his lips and he shakes his head.

"What?" I ask with a laugh slipping out.

"Nothing. Your just to cheeky."

"What I'm just trying to make you happy," I shrug.

"I know," he laughs.

"Why are you laughing?" I question cocking an eye brow.

"Oh. Just taking your advise." He chuckles before stepping out of the bathroom leaving me behind.

"Hm, wonder what that was about?" I mumble to myself before walking out.

"HARRY!" My name is called in worry. Louis.

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