When All Is Lost

Excuse me

I wake up in the morning to a beautiful smiling face that has a head full of curls and beautiful green eyes and it's by far the cutest thing I've seen in my life. -just kidding. I wake up on the couch by someone who obviously doesn't understand what get the fuck out means because they keep shaking my shoulder. Oh. It's a Liam Payne. How and why the hell is he here.

"Aye Lou time to wake up. Harry gave me his key"

I immediately cringe at the sound of his name and can tell Liam regrets saying it. Liam scotches me over and sits down next to me and begins saying "Louis you haven't been outside in how long? And who knows when the last time you took a shower. Hell this place is a mess. Go take a shower, I'll clean and when your done get dressed. We're going out" by the times he's finished he's standing so I roll off the couch, face plant on the floor and proceed to moan and groan about how Keeping Up With The Kardashians will be on the Telly shortly and I can't let the girls down by not watching them. But Liam will have none of my shit. He comes over to me, picks me up, and carries me over his shoulder to the bathroom where he then starts the shower, strips me to my boxers and says "I trust you can take it from here. But if your not in there when I check on you in five minutes then I will not hesitate to bathe you."

So I'm sitting there, only my boxers. I feel like crying but know its pointless. No one cares about my problems. They just want me to be "happy for the fans" don't they understand the pain I am feeling? Seriously.

Liam's pov

This place is an absolute mess. I just want to scream, what did I get myself into? I'm taking care of Louis. Great. Bringing daddy direction to a whole new level. I decide to call Niall before starting telling him what's going on. "Hey Nialler so I'm at Louis and yeah I'm cleaning up his pig stye. I have him in the shower now and told him I'm taking him out. Wanna meet up at naddos in like 20?" he says "oh wow that great, and you know me I'm always down for food. See ya in 20" and with that I hang up the phone and begin cleaning up the mess. Wrappers, pop bottles, beer bottles, delivery boxes, everything. After I finish cleaning up I swear, I turn around for two seconds just to her the Telly turn on and the sounds of Kim and Khloe yelling at each other fill the air. I walk over to Louis to find him slumped on the couch and he shows no sign of moving for the next 10 years. I decide what the hell why not at least sit with him. I smile and sit down saying hey. He just turns to me and smiles. I look down AND HOLY SHIT "LOUIS WHAT THE FUCK WHY IS THERE CUTS ON YOUR WRISTS OH MY THOSE LOOK RECENT"

His response kinda pissed me off.

"What's it to ya? It's none of your fucking business anyway."

I honestly didn't know what to say. I was scared for him. I was worried. I didn't know why he'd be so cold to me. Why? Why.

So yeah I told you guys I suck at writing.