Young Love ~ l.s.

Chapter 5

Harry's P.O.V

Is this really what my life has come to? I broke almost everything in this room. I lay here in my own mess, staring at the ceiling, waiting for someone to come.

Anyone.

My hands are bleeding from the wine glass that I purposely stabbed myself with. I hate myself. I hate this feeling. I hate the thought of having no one.

I let him walk out that door. I had him in my hands, and I just let him walk away.

He was the only reason why I'm alive. I never told him this. I never told him that four years ago, I attempted suicide. I hated life so much. But Louis, the most caring and loving boy came into my life. He accepted me when no one else did. He gave my heart shelter and love, then he stole it. No, I gave it to him. Then he ripped it in two. He tortured and ruined it. But somehow, it's still calling to him. It longs for him, slowly stitching itself back up to please him.

Now that he's gone. Now that he's moved on, I have no reason to be alive. He's happy. He met someone else. Someone that he won't have to hide. Someone that he can proudly introduce to his family. Someone that his sisters can look up to. Someone that I wish I could be.

I went to my room and grabbed my bag. I packed everything that was near. I pulled the drawers and saw the one thing I never thought I would ever use again.

My gun.

I stare at the gun. All I can think of is the hatred in Louis's eyes. He hated me so much. The one person I loved the most hates me.

I put the loaded gun in my bag and head out.

Louis's P.O.V

"Louis, honey, please come here." My mum calls.

I wiped my tears and looked in the mirror. I look like shit. I haven't cried this much before. My eyes are finally dried out, not a single tear left to shed and I've got this lump in my throat that hurts like hell.

When I enter the room, Gemma stands. What's she doing here?

"Louis!" She sounds angry and.. worried?

"Gem.. I.." She must've talked to Harry.

She hands me a ring. The ring.

"Something happened to Harry." She cries.

What?

"I found this in his hotel room. Everything was broken and he.. he's missing."

No. This wasn't supposed to happen! She's lying.. She has to be.

"How can you do this to him? He's fragile.. He needs to be protected. You were the only person he let in and you just broke him." She cries even more than before.

I can't cry, even if I wanted to. My eyes will burst if I let another tear out.

"He loves you, Louis. More than anything. More than life. More than himself. Why can't you see that?"

"He's just.. confused, that's all. He'll find a nice girl to love and have children with." I repeat the things that made me hurt him.

"Is that the bullshit they've been feeding you?" She gestures to my parents.

"I see it in your eyes, Louis. You love Harry and he loves you. Tonight was the night that everything changes for the better. No more pain, no more hiding. All you had to do was say yes. Harry cannot live without you. He needs you."

She's right. He needs me. I need him. We belong together.

"She's right." My mum says.

I stare at her, waiting for her to continue.