“Lou?” The boy knocked onto the bathroom door, the only sound emitting from the whole house was running water and his own jagged breathing, scaring Harry. Harry was only gone for an hour to go to the store, why wasn’t Louis answering the boy.
“Louis babe, I’m home, please answer. Please, Lou…” Harry only received silence, making Harry panic as the water was still running. “Louis William, This isn’t a fucking joke babe. Answer.” Nothing… Harry ran downstairs to his phone, calling Niall.
“Eh, Harry is half past two, what’s so important than my sleep mate?”
“Niall, Louis isn’t answering me… And the water is running in the bathroom and N,” he paused as his voice cracked. “Niall, what if he did it?”
“Harry call 911, the boys and I are on our way!”
“Okay Ni, a-and Niall?” Harry stuttered out.
“Yes curly?”
“Niall I love you. Please be careful…”
“I love you too Harry, I promise it’s gonna be alright.” The boy hung up the phone and ran upstairs after unlocking the door. Fuck, Lou please be alive, I love you. Harry thought as he slid down the doorframe calling 999. “999 what is your emergency?” “I think my boyfriend tried killing himself…” Harry trailed off telling the girl where he lived and things about Louis and his relationship, but one thing she said caught him off guard.
“I don’t think your boyfriend is suicidal. I believe that your boyfriend could be so perfectly happy but to his brain, his brain needs that relief.” Harry sighed, maybe she’s right, and maybe he are okay…
Niall barged in the house running faster than you could believe.
“Mate, we’re here! The ambulance was right down the street.” And if on cue, Harry heard the sirens. Harry couldn’t move, He became numb, numb as ice. Harry could see what was going on, but it was just like it was a dream. He saw the man take his lover away from him, and everyone must have tried to get him to listen to them, but they failed. About thirty minutes after the boys left him and everything else, Harry snapped out of it. He began to sob uncontrollably, wanting to hold his lover and feel his warmth.
“Damn it Louis! What were you thinking?! I’ve been here for you all along, why couldn’t you see that?” Harry made his way blindly to the car, trying to hide his scar on his neck with the collared shirt that he always wears. The mistake he tried to make two years ago haunts him, the way that rope had burned his skin forever, and here was his boyfriend, making a mistake just like his.
The drive to the hospital took forever to him, while Harry and Lou only lived ten minutes away. Harry spent more minutes than needed trying to get his keys into his pocket after exiting the car. This poor boy runs into the hospital, to bothered to stop for anyone and finally finds the patient desk.
“I-I’m looking for Louis Tomlinson, I’m his boyfriend Harry.” Harry was then told the room where Lou was and he ran there. He was so scared to see Lou, too see if he was okay or not. Harry stops right outside his room, staring at the door like it was a cobra ready to strike. As Harry turn the door handle the door wouldn’t open.
Harry,
Harry,
HARRY!
“Harry!” Liam screamed into Harry’s ear and he jumped.
“Wh-What Liam?”
“Harry you were having a horrible dream. Louis felt like something was wrong with you, I guess, and he asked me to check, looks like he was right.” Harry stared at Liam, puzzled and confused.
“Liam I’m gonna ask the dumbest question… Are me and Lou together?”
“Harry what’s wrong with you man? Of course you and Louis aren’t together! You’re both straight for sakes. Come on Harry, call Lou before you go back to sleep. He said he’d wait up for you.” Harry sighed. Of course, he thought, of course he didn’t have the balls to tell Louis.
“Thanks Liam, One more day right? Then Lou’s home from Holiday?”
“One more day curly.” Liam ruffled his curls and walked out. Harry sighed, why is this happening again? Why is it that every time that Lou goes away, I get this damn dream…? Harry reaches for the scar on his neck, that part is real sadly. Harry was suicidal right before X-Factor, now he’s just depressed, and in the closet. Harry grabs his phone and texts Louis.
*Aye mate you still up…?* His phone starts ringing and he answers.
“Ello?”
“Harry, You alright? I called Liam to check on you, I missed you and then I just hurt like something was wrong. Was anything wrong? Oh shit, should I call 999? I’m scared H-”
“Louis!!”
“What Harry?”
“I’m fine Lou, Just a rubbish dream.”
“Promise? Anything else?”
Yeah, just that I though you and I were in love and I told you and you knew and we were together and you knew about my past and everything.
“No Louis, I’m fine. Just, Get home sooner will ya?”
“I leave in two hours Harry, I got a faster flight.” Louis was shaking on the other end, wishing this fight would be faster. He just wanted Harry…
“Thank god. Promise me that you’ll come lay with me?” Hey, if he never flirted with Lou then might as well start now, right?
“Of course curls, only if you’re naked though.” Harry could practically feel Louis wrap his arms around Harry’s waist and he shivered.
“Only for you Louis, I miss your touch.” This is going one way or another… And Harrys scared what way it’s going to go.
