𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐊 | 𝙎𝙏𝙔𝙇𝙄𝙉𝙎𝙊𝙉

✿ｏｎｅ✿

" I rather wish that you were having a rougher time
I want you to think of me
Because it’s hard
I want to be okay too. "

|♡|

It was the first day of school and Louis was no where near ready to go see all those people. The idea of going to school, and seeing Harry, after not seeing him for two and a half months, had Louis ready to throw up.

Usually, when a person gets broken up with, they'd want to make sure they look cute the next time they see their ex. But Louis, oh Louis, he hadn't shaved, so he was pretty scruffy, he had begun to get a little pudgy, seeing as all he ate was take out, his hair was getting long, Louis was basically working himself into a life as a fat man, with twelve cats, each named after big artists, such as members from The Beatles, or Michael Jackson.

"Get up, sunshine, time for school." Liam walked into his room. Liam had been living with the Tomlinsons for a good month now, his parents were always traveling, and Jay thought it would be good to have a male around Louis' age in the house, to act as his brother.

"No. I'm going to drop out. I'll move to Switzerland and change to name my name to Sherman McShermy and own a sheep breeding farm." Louis whined, voice monotoned as he flipped over and hide himself in the blankets.

"Are you kidding me? All because you don't want to face Harry?" Liam was tired, everyone was tired. Louis said he was working on getting over Harry, but he never put any effort into it.

"Yes. Harry, the Harry I've known since we were five and fought over the last green power ranger doll in Toy's R Us. The Harry I was, and probably always will be, in love with. Yes Liam, Harry." Louis was crying, once again, over Harry.

"Mate," Liam sat next to Louis "you cannot let this control your life. You've got to get out there and show Harry what he left, and what he's missing out on."

"Oh yeah, Liam, he's missing out on a pudgy, scruffy, long haired, small man, who spends his nights binge watching The Fosters, eating Lo Mein until four a.m, and then sleeps in school the next day." Louis sarcastically said, whipping what tears fell on his T-Shirt.

"Lou, don't be like that, you're attractive, okay? Harry was lucky to have you in his life." Liam always did this, tried to get Louis into a happy mood.

"Oh come on, Louis, what's it going to take to make you happy?"

"Ed Sheeran concert tickets, and death." Louis smiled sarcastically as he got up to go brush his teeth."

"The tickets are a maybe, but its going to be a no on the whole death part." Liam sighed, finding clothes for Louis.

Yeah, he picked out Louis' clothes, but anymore, Louis was like a little old man who needed help with everything. And yeah, it was sad, Louis was a sevtenteen year old boy, he should be able to take care of himself. But the phrase, 'he fell apart after the breakup' was a literal thing for Louis. He literally feel to pieces, and Liam was the only one to help him.

Louis came out, and put on the jeans and sweatshirt Liam had layed out for him, next, came the part Louis dreaded the most. Liam held out his hand, raising an eyebrow at Louis, Louis rolled his eyes, rolled up the left sleeve of his sweatshirt, and placed his wrist in Liam's hand. Liam checked him once every three days to make sure Louis hadn't been self harming. He'd always done it, it wasn't something he started doing just because Harry dumped him. That being said, however, Louis stopped when he and Harry were together, Harry didn't like him doing it, but when Harry left him, and it seemed as though he didn't care, Louis took it upon himself to start again, just trying to feel something.