Louis' POV
My heart jumped in my throat when I felt two strong hands spin me around and I was soon face to face with Harold and his deadly, piercing green eyes. There was fire in his eyes and so much rage. I gulped and started to stutter out an apology. "Har-Harold, I-I didn't-"
"What are you doing in here?!" Harold shouted in my face, shaking me roughly as he did so.
"P-please, STOP!" I cried, feeling pain in both of my shoulders from Harold's vice grip.
"GET OUT!" Harold screamed. He suddenly whirled me around and his hefty grip on me was gone, causing me to fall back and land on my back on the dusty wood floor.
I yelped in pain and felt hot tears starting to run down my face. I looked up at Harold in horror.
"GET OUT!" He repeated heatedly. I saw veins popping out from each side of his red neck. His fists were clenched tight by his sides. He looked absolutely terrifying.
And I wasn't going to stick around to see anymore.
I scrambled to my shaking legs and made a beeline down the steps and out the attic door. I heard Harold shout another loud "GET OUT" as I sprinted down the hallway. I wasted no time going down the steps and towards my coat, mittens and scarf. Before I could fully put them on, I was already out the door, not being bothered to close it behind me. As soon as my feet touched the ground, I was met with Niall's confused face.
"Lou?"
I ran past Niall without a word.
"Wait, Louis!" Niall shouted.
I heard snow crunch behind me and I knew he was following me. I decided to stop and abruptly face him, my breathing heavy from running and from what Harold and I just encountered. "Niall, I can't EVER be around that lunatic again!" I exclaimed.
"What happened?!" He gasped, completely out of breath as well.
"He went completely crazy on me! I don't care how fascinating he is or his library or whatever! I can't stand to be around him another minute!" I began walking hastily through the dead trees. I was so consumed through my own rage and fear that I hadn't noticed that I was walking in the direction of the side of the almost frozen lake.
"LOUIS WATCH OUT!!" Niall screamed.
Before I could register what was happening, I fell right into the freezing cold lake.
"LOUIS! OH MY, GOD!" Niall screeched frantically.
I quickly resurfaced but I couldn't see anything. My whole body felt like there were a thousand knives stabbing at me. I was undeniably freezing and I couldn't at all see my way out of this situation. "N-Niall!!"
Harry's POV
I gripped at my hair tightly and screamed at the top of my lungs in frustration, fucking pissed off at myself for shouting and getting physical with Louis. The look on his face was so dreadful and I hurt him because of the problems I have with myself.
I can't FUCKING believe my idiocy and immaturity.
What the hell is wrong with me?!
My self-hatred was cut off when I heard screaming coming from outside. I looked out of the only window that was planted in the attic I was still in. I couldn't really see anything because the trees were in the way, but I listened.
"LOUIS! OH MY, GOD!"
My eyes widened when I recognized that to be Niall's voice. I then ran his words through my brain and realized that Louis must be in trouble.
