Restricted

Chapter 15

Three days.

Three days and Louis was certain he was losing it.

Three days and he didn't even want to think about leaving the next day.

One day.

One day until Louis had to go back.

"THIS FUCKING SUCKS!" Louis screamed at his ceiling. He'd spent much of the last three days in that position; screaming at random objects in his house, willing Harry to pick up the phone or answer the door when he came by.

Louis was more than stunned by how calm and collected Harry had seemed after he'd hit that enter key. Was shocked really when Harry merely glanced at the massive list of websites that accompanied Louis's name online; requesting that louis click on a few and even smirking at some of the stuff he read.

So Louis still couldn't figure out, after they'd said their goodbyes and promised to talk more tomorrow, why the fuck Harry had dropped off the face of the earth.

He'd rang at least a hundred times, stopped by 6 times that first day and even questioned Harry's coworkers on multiple occasions. None of them had seen him, but he had finished his shifts for the week so it's not like that was a surprise.

Louis texted and called and rang the doorbell and screamed at his house and hated life for three days until he was finally reduced to a quiet sadness.

This was it, Harry hadn't wanted to freak out in front of him - he was too good a person to purposely frighten Louis - so he'd left and decided he didn't want Louis anymore. And Louis was going to leave in one day and never even get to say goodbye.

No, fuck that. Louis never backed down and he didn't pour eight months of his life into that dick hole for it to end like this. So what if he's famous? It's not like he's killed anyone, Harry has no right to reject him with no explanation, or even goodbye.

Louis jumped off his bed; intent on getting some answers. He stomped towards to his closet to find the perfect why-the-fuck-did-you-break-up-with-me-and-not-say-goodbye-hell-no outfit and tripped on a pair of boots Harry had left in his bedroom a couple months earlier.

Louis was left sprawled on the floor, but this time, no curses came. Instead, Louis felt the familiar burn of the past few days in the back of his throat as his eyes began to prick with tears.

He slowly lifted himself and opted against extravagant outfits and large declarations. He would go over there, yes. And he would find his answers. But he wouldn't force Harry into anything because the truth of the matter was, Louis knew Harry was too good for him. He deserved to be dumped and Harry probably should have stayed with Liam the whole time. God knows Louis wouldn't be so friendless had he not made such a fuss about it. Looking back, Louis knew he'd been wrong. They'd both known Harry only a couple weeks and Louis couldn't possibly fathom the feelings he now held for Harry being around then. He'd taken Liam's happiness (while strange as he wasn't even gay and barely knew Harry) (but technicalities, right?) because he was selfish and attracted to Harry. He understood that now.

Louis sat back on the edge of his bed, believing karma was taking Harry away from him because he took Harry from the possibility of a normal life with Liam. What a prick he was. Why couldn't he just be a decent person?

Grabbing his keys, Louis slowly made his way out to his car. He made the drive to Harry's in silence, trying to plan what he'd say. Though, mostly praying that Harry would listen to him.

Louis pulled into the drive and parked his car, staring at the house for a few moments. He then slid out of the impossibly high seat and made his way towards the front door. After knocking a few too many times, then banging his fists, then kicking and banging simultaneously, a woman in nurses uniform opened the door. Louis looked at her with an exasperate expression he attempted to mold into a question on his features as a broken voice behind her called out,

"Who- who is it Norma?" The voice was quiet and broke at the end of the phrase. It was also unmistakably Harry's.

Norma - giving Louis a major case of stink eye - slowly opened the door to reveal Louis to Harry and Louis's heart dropped at what he saw.