Chapter six.

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louis' pov

I wake up smiling, another day of school. Another day with Harry. Harry the curly one with those beautiful green eyes. I don't know why, but Harry does something with me. His seducing curls, i like his dimples, it means he laughs. I noticed that he doesn't laugh that often. I wish he did tho. Whenever I see his smile, Harry's smile, my whole heart just lights up. It amazes me what Harry can do with me by just smiling. I'm in love I guess.. 

I got up to take a shower, suddenly I hear something on the stairs. Like someone fell.. I run up to the sound and I see Lottie lying downstairs. She probably slipped out. She doesn't move. I run downstairs and pick her up. please Lottie hold on. She's bleeding. How could this happen ? Lottie is only 6 years old. This can't be happening. I run up to the door with Lottie in my arms.

'MOM I NEED TO GO TO THE HOSPITAL, NOW', I yell at my mom. She took her carkeys and got in the car. I'm still holding my little princess in my arms. We drove as fast as we could to the hospital. Doctors took her over and all we can do is wait. Wait.

harry's pov

gosh this is bad. I stroke over my scars. I have them all over my body. I kinda like them. These are my battlescars from fights with myself. It's stupid tho, I hurt myself so I can't hurt anyone. But the reason I do this, is because people hurt me. Maybe, I deserve this. I deserve to feel all this pain. Maybe I'm not meant to be happy. Gosh I'm so emotional.

'WHAT A FOOL'  'CRYBABY' 'GO TO YOUR MOMMY STUPID' ' NOBODY LIKES YOU'

I pick up my clothes and walk to the shower. I repeat all these bad memories in my head, things they said to me, everyday. Over and over again.

'STUPID' 'FAG'  'UGLY' 'WORTHLESS' 'DUMB' 'YOU DESERVE TO DIE'

Maybe I do ? 

I put my clothes and shoes on. 'hi son, did you sleep well?' my mother ask me. 'Hm, yeah' I mumble. 'let's go' she says while she grabs her carkeys.

'Hi Harry.' Liam greets me. 'Hello Liam.' I greet back. The teacher starts speaking and I notice someones missing in class. Louis. 

A long day passes and I realize Louis didn't show up today. I wonder why..

We really need to start working on our project so I decide to ask Liam if he has Louis' phonenumber. thank god. Liam has it and he give it to me without asking why. I thank Liam and go home. I sit on my bed with my phone in my hand.

Should I text him now ?

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