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Chapter 26: .

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Chapter 26: .

HARRY P.O.V

It hurt, the burning sensation that was in his heart made him feel unbearably heartbroken, the horrible feeling of loneliness seemed to consume him with every move. Even just laying there on his bed, staring up at the ceiling cold and sad made him feel pain he had never felt before. A small knock same from the door, his mum walking in, Harry still didn't look up.

"Harry? Are you okay?" She asked, walking towards him and sitting down next to him, Harry still not moving an inch.

No response.

"Please talk to me baby" His mother asked softly, watching as Harry began to cry. Louis called him baby, Anne watched as Harry sat up, hugging her as he sobbed into her arms. Cooing him softly as she drew circles on his back.

"Mum- I think- I think..." Harry said between sobs, barely able to speak. Anne shushed him and Harry began to sob even more.

"Take your time Harry, there's no rush" She told him. Harry escaped his mothers embrace, staring up at her sadly, "You ready to talk now baby?"

"I'm bi, I'm dating- well was dating Louis, I've been outed by his asshole friends, he's on drugs and now my life is completely ruined" Harry blurted out quickly, seeing the confusion on her face he took a deep breath, "Louis and I were dating, i found out that he's addicted to cocaine and we made up in the park but-but today one of his homophobic friends told everybody because he saw us kiss. Lou is absolutely broken and he broke up with me because he thinks i deserve better but i love him mum..."

"Oh baby come here" She said softly, wrapping her arms around him, "He's probably just overwhelmed and by the sounds of it he didn't want to break up with in the first place. Maybe you should go find him, make sure he knows you aren't giving up on him... just a suggestion."

"You're right. I'm not letting him slip from my fingers like this."

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Looking up at Louis house he felt uneasy. It looked the same, the untrimmed garden, the blinds always closed and the fence in need of a paint job. But it didn't feel the same, there was a feeling Harry couldn't quite explain in his veins, one that he couldn't quite shake the feeling off as he walked up to his front door.

When knocking on the door he was met by silence, by absolutely nothing. Harry stepped back, trying to glance through the windows to see if maybe someone was coming, nothing. Harry knocked again, this time louder so whoever was in the house could most definitely hear. Harry groaned when nobody answered, grabbing the door knob he pulled the door open, surprised when it was unlocked. Harry rolled his eyes, of course Louis was stupid enough to leave his door open for anybody to walk in, of course he was.

"Hello?" Harry called out, hoping for a response of some sort, anything really.

The silence was deafening, the house was cold and that uneasy sensation seemed to be at an all time high. Walking through the house he called out Louis name. Harry sighed when realizing he might not be home, maybe he was out. As he turned around he heard a groan coming from upstairs. Sprinting to where he heard the noise he opened Louis door, what he saw shocking him.

Louis was on the floor shaking excessively, sweat was coming off his body and he was a slight blue color. His eyes were fixated onto nowhere and his breathing was loud and most certainly not normal. Harry's eyes flickered to a large, clear bag next to him, seeing cocaine sprawled across the floor.