All over again (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 19

(Louis P.O.V.)

  As I was beginning to take out my cookies, a guy by the name of Santiago walked in through the door. Apparently he had gone to our school and had a major crush on me. I took out my cookies and set them on the counter. "I've been having these major feelings for you"he confessed. "It seems that my body just wants yours in mine" he smiled.

  I couldn't help it so I smiled and told him I had a boyfriend. "That's kind of you to say but I have a boyfriend and he's in the other room decorating a cake" I explained. I didn't want him to think that I was here all on my own but he just didn't seem to get the memo. "He won't hear us I promise" he smirked.

  As much as I really wanted to I just couldn't do that to hurt Harry. Before I could answer, Santiago grabbed me and placed me on the counter. He helped himself in my hole and that caused my arms to shoot up and drop the cookies.

  I really wanted to do this but I just can't. Harry is mine and this is his job. "Please I uh can't do this I have a boyfriend" I said. "Dont worry this will be quick" he said while biting his lip. Right when I was about to push him off Harry walked in and saw us. Tears started rushing down his face.

  At that moment my heart literally broke into one million tiny pieces. "It's not what it looks like" I exclaimed. "Save it, here's your lousy cake that I made you" he said as he threw it at me while tears were rushing down his face. He then ran out the door and dissappeared. A tear slipped out of my eye. All of a sudden my mood turned into anger.

  "See what you did! I just lost the most important person in my life,  all because your horny ass wanted to have sex with me! Obviously if I told you I had a fucking boyfriend, then maybe you should have backed off! Get yout fucking dick out of me and leave!" I yelled.

  I couldn't help but yell. He just ruined everything that me and Harry worked for. All of Harry's respect for me went down the drain. Hopefully I can find him and explain to him what happened. As I headed outside, I looked around for Harry. He was nowhere to be found.

  I looked all over campus. Nothing. I thought he left to go cool down so I headed to my house. I had no other choice but that. A couple of hours had gone by and still no call, text, or even sign of Harry. I began to grow very worried.

  What if he's missing or something happened to him. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if anything ever happened to him. I would just blame myself for everything. I drove all the way to his house in a hurry. I asked him mum if he was home and she said no. I then asked if I could stay upstairs in his bedroom and wait for him and she agreed to it.

  She said if he didn't come back tonight then I was welcome to sleep in his bed. I thanked her and headed upstairs. As I got to Harry's room I stopped at the door and leaned down my head on the door. Please oh please let Harry still be alive. I can't live without him. He is my everything. He is my one and only.

  Tears began running down my face. I slowly wiped them and entered his room. Pictures of him when he was younger were on his desk. I then sat on his bed a took a look around. I noticed something odd and shiny. It was small and rectangular.  I opened his drawer a little more and saw a razor blade.

  What is Harry doing to himself? Why is he self harming himself if he is fine just the way he is? Is that why he is always wearing bracelets? How could I have not noticed this. Is this how much of a horrible boyfriend I am... or was. I can't believe this. I was very angry with myself and Harry. Why does Harry even do this.

  Hours passed and Harry still hadn't shown. I layed in his bed with a picture of him in my hands. I had told his mum that we were dating and she accepted it. She then brought a recent picture of Harry. He looked so happy in the picture.

  This was no ordinary "smile for the picture" face. No, this was a face that said, "I'm having the time of my life." I stared at the picture and slowly started to doze off with his picture in my hands. "Harry please come home" I whispered under my breath.

(Next morning)

  I felt as if someone was staring at me so I opened up my eyes to see who was there. I saw a tall, skinny, curly haired boy. Harry. I shot up off the bed and ran to him. I kissed him and he didn't resist. "You actually care about me.." he began to cry, "Of course I do, I don't know what I would do without you. Back in the college was nothing" I said.

  "It was just some guy who had a major crush on me but I told him I had a boyfriend and he didn't listen" I explained. He just wrapped his arms around me and let tears hit the ground. I had to somehow tell him about the razor blade I had found. "Listen Harry.."

  I didn't know how to say this so I just came out. "As I was waiting for you, I realized something shiny in your drawer. When I opened the drawer I found a razor blade.. Why do you do this Harry? Is this why you always wear bracelets?"

  He began to explain, "It all started when my father told me that nobody loves me.."

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Author's note: Sorry I took so long. Hope you enjoy the little cliffhanger(;