Harry stepped into the tub looking at his wrist. He slowly sank himself into the water letting it come over his head. He let out his hopefully last breath. He heard the front door open and heard Louis shouting for him.
"Hazza your gonna be late for the wedding!" He heard Louis shout after sitting up. He got out the tub and locked the bathroom door before getting back Into the tub sinking back down.
"HAROLD!" Louis called out he was worried about his Harry he was home but it didn't seem like it. He walked up the down the hall so Harry's room and froze when he saw blood on the carpet it led to the door way but it wasn't visible on the hard wood floor in the hall way. Harry's bathroom was right outside his room and Louis heard some movement.
It sounded like struggling. Louis ran to te door an tried opening it but it was locked and Louis called 911 (idk what the British number is.)
"911 what's your emergency?"
"Help my friends locked in the bathroom.... There was blood in the room.... I think he was depressed he might be killing himself...." Louis said quickly.
"Sir slow down... Repeat what you said.."
"Just ducking hurry my friends committing suicide!" Louis screamed at the operator as he cry and banging on the door. "Harry?!" He cryied out but all he head was the water running fearing he was to late. And he dropped the phone and dropped to his knees. "Please please be okay Harry...." He cried out.
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Sorry this chapter sucks...
