Tired.

Chapter 1

HARRY'S POV

My eyes started to tear up as I watched him leave with his girlfriend, Eleanor. He doesn't even care about me. So why should I care about him? But I can't help it. When he's around, my heart skips a beat. But when he's with Eleanor, it feels as if someone ripped out my heart and just stomped on it. The thing is, he doesn't even know how I feel about him, and I'm not planning on letting him know anytime soon. We share a flat together so of course we're great friends. We tell each other everything. Except, there's a couple things I haven't told him. I haven't told anyone actually. One being I have hundreds of feelings for him, and another being that I'm suicidal. I have been for awhile now. I constantly see him out with Eleanor. It breaks me to the point where I can't even speak to him anymore. He has no idea what he's doing to me. If only he knew.

I hear the door open followed by a voice. "Harry, I'm here!" I don't want to answer but I do anyway.

"Hey, Lou." I say, holding back my thoughts that I've wanted to say for who knows how long to his face.

"What are you doing?" He asks, placing a hand on my shoulder as he walks by me.

"The usual.. Watching TV." I tried to avoid making eye contact because of how massively angry I was at him. I didn't want to ask any questions either because the last thing I want to hear about was his time with Eleanor.

"That's nice. What are you watching?" He takes the remote from me, before I could answer. "Oh. Family Guy, eh?"

"Yeah." I say. It was quiet for a few minutes before Louis said something else.

"Haz?"

"Yeah?"

"What do you think about Eleanor?" I wanted to scream and cry, but all I could do was act mature about this.

"She's nice." I get out.

"Can I show you show you something? I mean, as long as you can keep it a secret and all."

"Ya know, uh, Lou, I better get to cooking dinner. I'm bad at keeping secrets anyway. You know that." I say, getting up from the sofa, uneasy of my words.

"You've kept all my secrets.. And I'm not that hungry anyway." He says, with a slight smile. That smile, it kills me everytime. I took a deep breath and looked at the floor.

"Fine, I guess you can show me." He pulls something out of his coat pocket. Turning back to face me. It was a case.. A case for a ring. He opens it.

"What do ya think?" He stares me in the eyes.

"It- it's beautiful, Lou."

"I know! Do you think she'll like it?" That was it, that officially broke me. I stared at it, then looked down at my hands, that we're clasped together.

"Harry?"

"Mm, yeah?" He broke me out of my thoughts.

"Are you okay..?" He asks, putting his hand on my knee. I slightly moved myself away from his hand.

"Oh...yeah. She'll love it," I answered. He smiled and quietly laughed a bit, putting the case back into his pocket. I immediately needed to leave or I'd break down right in front of him. "Excuse me." I say, leaving the room quickly.

"Uh.. Okay." He says. I went into the bathroom and locked the door. I took my phone out of my pocket and sat on the floor against the wall.

I scrolled through Twitter, seeing multiple posts regarding Louis and Eleanor. By this point, I was crying. I put my phone down beside me and cried into my hands for about 20 minutes straight, trying to be as quiet as I can. I then hear 2 knocks on the door. I look up at it.