new beginnings | l.s

10 | 'second chances'

(TIME SKIP INVOLVED LATER)

'Then, without hesitation, his fist met Louis' nose.'

Louis stumbled back, he was taken aback by the force that had just impacted his face. He cupped both hands over his now blood ridden nose and looked up towards Harry.

Strong hands were gripping Harry's wrists, holding him back from the smaller boy. Zayn had one wrist, the man had another.

Harry hissed and stared at Louis. "What are you doing here." it didn't even sound like a question, it was a statement.

Louis stuttered while holding his nose, tears brimming in his eyes. "I-I.." he couldn't even get his words out, all he could do was look at Harry and watch how much he'd broken him.

"How dare you have the audacity to come here." Harry hissed out once more, his muscles were tense. He caught a glimpse of the tears in his eyes.

There were tears building up in the smaller boys ocean blue eyes, and his lips were becoming puffed up.

His cheeks became a deep red as the tears slipped down his soft skin, Harry's energy seemed to drop to a point where he was just staring.

"I'm sorry I broke you." Louis mumbled before rushing out of the room, Harry's heart seemed to break furthermore at those five small words.

He pushed away Zayn, and the man, to follow Louis and grab his wrist. "I'm- ugh, I'm sick, not broken." Harry mumbled, he still didn't believe he was bipolar but he just told Louis that.

— "Its gonna take time for things to even remotely be normal but, I'm gonna have all the help I need." Harry shrugged and glanced at him. "I just- all I could think about when I saw you was how much you hurt me."

"I hurt you." Louis whispered and rubbed his thumb over Harry's cheek, shaking his head. "Now every time I look at you I can just see how much I really did hurt you."

"Louis..please, it'll be okay it can be fixed, I can be fixed." Harry's voice cracked.

Don't leave again. Don't leave again. Don't, fucking, leave, again.

Louis looked up at him and sighed. "Promise me, that if they send you to a hospital, you'll stay for as long as you need to and you'll get the help you need."

Harry took in a big gulp of hair, fear rushed through his veins. Nevertheless, he nodded and promised Louis he'd stay there for as long as he needed to, and get help.

He watched as Louis' nose got bandaged up, he watched as his sleeping arrangements were spoken about. He watched as Zayn left, they hugged and there were a few tearful goodbyes.

He then hugged Louis.

He buried his face into Louis' shoulder and closed his eyes tight, he wanted to open them and for all of this to be a nightmare, but it wasn't.

"Don't forget about me." Harry whispered, tears running down his cheeks and washing away into Louis' shirt.

"How could I forget Harry Styles?" Louis laughed gently and shook his head. "You'll be out soon, I promise." was the last words he heard before Louis had to go.

He hated him for hurting him, but he didn't want to be here alone. So, he watched him until he got a final glimpse. Louis turned round and smiled gently, before leaving.

It felt like his heart was being torn out of his chest again, the scars on his heart had just slowly started patching up and now they were being ripped apart at the seams.

He was taken to his room, and he sat on the bed. As the door shut and locked in front of him, tears seemed to just explode from his eyes.

His mood changed so fast that he didn't even see it coming, gripping things and throwing them across the room. Tugging at his own hair. Shouting like Louis was there to be shouted at, this was his fault. It was all his fault.