Caught

Chapter 18

ZAYN

      “I don’t care if he is our best friend, he was our best friend. He lied to us, kept shit from us, and betrayed us, so why should we be friends with someone like that?” I say to Frank as we drive home from school.

We haven’t seen Louis since the night of the party. Niall said he saw him in class, but Niall is pretty pissed too. What are we supposed to do? Forgive him?

Fuck no. He’s sleeping with the enemy in my opinion. How dare you date the best friend of the one person your best friend hates? That’s bullshit.

“I don’t know, and you’re right. He knows how much you and Liam hate each other, why would he choose Harry, out of all the people in the world?” Frank says to me.

You know it’s bad when even Frank is pissed at Louis, Frank is never mad at anyone for too long.

“Exactly! I don’t know what Louis is trying to prove, but if he even wants to associate himself with us again, he’s going to have to leave Harry.” I say matter-of-factly.

“Yeah, that’s what I’m sayin’.” He says as we pull into his garage.

“Should I tell him that?” I ask.

“It’s up to you, love. I think you should do whatever you want.” He says.

God, he can never give a yes or no to any question. It’s from all that weed he smokes.

“I’m going to call him.” I say, reaching for my phone.

I stop myself. Why should I tell him something he already knows? I don’t even feel like talking to him. He makes me sick.

 

 

 

 

 

LOUIS

      I feel my body wake up, but I can’t seem to open my eyes just yet. I don’t remember falling asleep.

I sit up and rub my eyes. I’m at Harry’s house.

It all starts to come back to me. My mom kicked me out so I came here. I cried myself to sleep.

I look around but I don’t see Harry. He must be downstairs already.

His mom is downstairs cooking, I can smell the sausage.

Before getting up, I stretch. I didn’t sleep very well. I kept having nightmares about my mom.

I stand up and walk towards the bathroom. The light is already on.

Slowly, I make my way through the door. My arms and legs ache for some reason.

As I get closer, I can hear the sink running. Could Harry be in there?

I knock. No answer.

I walk in and I don’t see Harry. I’m confused.

Turning around towards the shower, I pull the shower curtain back and I see Harry.

His arms are covered in blood and he is unconscious.

My heart falls into my stomach and I can feel myself stop breathing.