HeartBreak (Larry Stylinson)

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The car ride was quiet besides me sniffing and trying to hold back sobs that kept forcefully pulling from my mouth. They slipped a few times. Harry stayed looking out the window and kept a good blink expression on his face.

I don't see how he can stay so calm after what he did to me. He doesn't care as much as he said he did or as much as I thought he did. All lies.

He's just going to go back to the same old Harry and ignore his once best friend. The old days were never the best days. What happened back in the X factor to make him so distant. Was it he rumors of Larry Stylinson? Was it the reporters and interviews asking if he was gay or bi?

Whatever it was I really don't think he should have broken are friendship for it. But I also understand that he wouldn't want to be with me. I'm a loser that is the most hated in the god damn band. Depressing.

"Louis, are you okay?" Paul asked from the passenger seat turning around to look at me. I nodded lowering my head letting another cry come without a choice. I'm such a wimp. I really need to man up and stop crying my sorrows away.

I looked down to the sleeves to Harry's jumper he gave me. The bandages were under there and under the bandages are scars. I cut my skin and this is where I am now. I know I won't be able to stop anytime soon. It just helps the pain go away. Is that so wrong for Harry to despise me so much. I think it is.

I looked out the window to see hundreds of people outside waiting for us to come out. Were at the hotel we are staying at. Sighing I looked to Paul seeing him looking back at me with a worried expression. I smiled to him to try and keep some tension away from this but sadly it didn't work. Of course it didn't.

"Now Louis and Harry I want you to go straight in and no stoping like before. There's not that much people here as last time. Harry I want to have a talk with you when you get to your guys room okay?" Harry grunted in knowledge while I nodded with a sad expression. I look like shit and everyone is going to see like before. My fans and family with see this on the news and I really don't want to worry them.

My mom and sisters had to go home the other day. It killed me to say goodbye in that hospital bed. I couldn't give them the huge hugs I normally did when they were going to leave and not see me for another few months. It really does kill me.

"Ready boys?" Paul asked hopping out and moving to the side I was waiting to get out of. Harry was right behind me moving flushed to my back making my cheeks turn a darker shade. Damn him.

We hopped out when Paul opened the door and a whole up roar came. My eyes widened and I pulled my hood up not wanting them to see my tear stained face even though they might have seen it already. Harry set his arm around my shoulders making me want to yank it off. So now he's here.

He moved me to the doors and opened them letting me in first ignoring all the questions and screaming. I think I heard some chanting 'Larry' which I bet made Harry angry. But he was hiding it well. He pushed me in gently and stepped in behind me. Paul came in later on with everyone else.

We went to the elevator and Harry pushed the button to the 8th floor. I think they bought the whole floor so we weren't disturbed. Oh well. When the doors opened everyone moved in and I stayed in the back corner out of the way. I already embarrassed myself today in front of millions and now I'm just going to stay out of the way.

The doors opened with a ding. Everyone moved out and I moved to the room all the others boys share with me. I don't see why they won't give us are own rooms since they did buy the whole floor. But then again we do have a lot of workers with us on the road.

When I opened the door I didn't realize Harry was already in there. I guess I wasn't paying attention once again. But then Paul came in behind me and gave Harry a pointed look. Harry moved to us and went out the door following Paul. I guess they are going to have that talk, Paul was talking about.

"Louis!" I heard Niall yell. I looked over to the living room to see him laying on the couch, taking up all the room. I smiled at him going over to where he was.

"You guys took forever." He groaned jumping up and giving me a big that I returned. He waved for me to follow which I did. We went into the kitchen. I seen a bag of food from one of the restaurants here that I do not know the name of.

"Louis, are you okay? You don't look to good." I heard another voice say. Zayn walked in with a worried expression. He doesn't look good with a worried expression. He's always so calm and neutral. I did this as well. In the hospital room he just broke down and screamed and cried at me. I never want to do through with that again.

"Yeah I'm fine, just hungry." I put on a confident face hoping they didn't know about what happened earlier with the press and Harry.

Liam barged in with an angry and worried face. I looked to him seeing him looking back at me with his big puppy eyes. Yeah he knows.

"What the hell was Harry thinking leaving you in that damn mod!" Liam screeched. Niall and Zayn whipped their heads to Liam with surprised faces.

"What are you tal-" Liam cut Niall off before he got to finish.

"Harry threw Louis into the fucking crowd full of people yanking and screaming at Louis for answers. God Louis are you okay?" He came over to me after explaining to Zayn and Niall angrily. I nodded with a weak smile. Just thinking about what happened makes me want to cry again. Such a whimp.

"Oh Lou," Niall sighed coming over to me along with Zayn and Liam. They all pulled me into a group hug whispering things to calm me. What did I do to deserve them.

Absolutely nothing.

Harry walked in that second with a confused expression.

"What's going on lads?" He asked. Liam shot his head up right away. He let go of me and stormed up to Harry pointing a finger to his chest looking like he was going to kill.

"You son of a bitch!" He spat. My eyes along with everyone else's widened. Zayn was going in to stop it but Liam shot him with daggers making Zayn step back holding his hands up.

"You threw him into the damn mod you selfish prick! He was crying his eyes out and couldn't get out. It's all over the news! You hurt him and made the band look bad!" Harry glared down at him since he was taller and moved away from him. He just ignored him and went to the bag on the table. He pulled our some food and handed some to me softly and grabbing some for him.

He wouldn't look me in the eyes and Liam stormed out of the room to let out some frustration. This is so messed up.