Loving You (Harry Styles)

Chapter 8

Liam's POV

"aghhh!"

He jumped up from the table and ran to Harry's room, to find him lying on the floor holding his wrist. One look at the hole in the wall, and he knew what had happened.

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2 days later

He rummaged through all of the drawers.

"It has to be here somewhere! Louis did you find the key?"

"No! But keep looking, the people who own this place Said it would open any door, we just have to find it."

Liam walked over to the refrigerator And stuck his hand on top, feeling around. His hand touched something cold and hard, so he grabbed it.

"Bingo!"

"You found it!" Louis came running into the kitchen.

"Yeah, this has gone on long enough, let's go, you talk to Sarah, and I'll talk to Harry."

They walked up the stairs, and Liam unlocked Harry's door, then handed the key to Louis.

He stepped inside of the room, and shut the door. All the curtains were drawn, so that it was dark. The only light was from the clock on the dresser. There was not a sound to be heard. Just darkness, and quiet, the same way it had been since they came home from the hospital two days ago.

Harry sat in the corner hugging his knees, and his only movement was his steady breathing. His bright orange cast was the only reason Liam found him so quickly.

He went and sat in front of Harry, and for a minute he just stared at him, feeling sorry that this had all happened.

"Harry?" He said tentatively, after all, no one had spoken to Harry since he punched the wall, and no one had spoken to Sarah since Andy brought her home.

Harry didn't answer, but just continued staring at the same spot on the wall.

"It's going to be okay Harry. Louis just went to her room, to explain everything."

Harry sat up and looked Liam in the eyes, and Liam wanted to cry just from looking at him. His eyes, once so bright and full of joy were now dull and lifeless, and underlined in red. His hair was sticking out in many places, and he was still wearing the clothes from three days ago, but they were stretched and wrinkled.

"How did you get in here?" Harry's voice was dry, and kept cracking, probably because he hadn't eaten or drinken in a while.

"We found the master key. Would you like something to drink?" Harry shook his head, and Liam sighed.

"Harry I'm sure she still loves you." Harry raised his hand up, stopping him from going any further.

"Stop. I don't care."

"Well obviously you do or you wouldn't be sitting in this room all alone, and not speaking to anyone, so yes, you do care and you know it!"

Harry put his head back down on his knees and muttered.

"What do you want Liam?"

"I want you to go to Sarah's room and explain what really happened, instead of letting Louis do your dirty work for you."

"What don't you all understand about She. Does. Not. Want. To. Talk. To. Me." He paused after every word to add emphisass.

"You haven't even tried." Liam lowered his voice. "I know you still love her, and she loves you too, she's just confused right now. Put yourself in her place. You would be upset too."

Harry lifted his head again.

"What makes you think she still loves me? She probably hates me." He rested his chin on his kness. "She's never going to forgive me."

"You can't just stop loving someone, Harry. Have you seen the way you two look at each other? It's quite adorable actually." Harry smiled, and Liam was thankful, he was starting to think he would never see that smile again.

"I'll talk to her under one condition."

"What?"

"You get me a glass of water first."

"Deal."

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Louis's POV

He knew this was going to happen. He knew someone was going to get hurt. He warned them, and now it was to late, because not one person got hurt, but two.

He slowly unlocked Sarah's door and stepped inside.

"Sarah?"

He spotted a lump on the bed and realized she had her earphones in and probably hadn't heard him. He leaned over the bed and shook her. She acted like she didn't know he was there. He shook her again, this time harder.

She turned and faced him. Even though the covers were pulled up to her chin, It was a sad sight to see. Her make up was smudged, and smeared, her hair was tangled, and her eyes were bloodshot.

She pulled out an earphone and looked at Louis with the saddest eyes he had ever seen.

"Please, just leave me alone."

He was glad he had convinced her mother not to let her come home, or she would have gone already.

"Please, just let me explain."

She shoved her earphone back in and rolled over.

He walked around to the other side of the bed and pulled out her earphones, before speaking.

"Harry still loves you." Before he could finish, she had the earphones back in.

Okay enough was enough. He grabbed the I pod and set it in a chair across the room. She glared at him as he crossed the room.

"Give it back." She said through gritted teeth.

"Not until you listen to me."

Neither of them noticed, but Harry walked into the room.

She pulled the covers over her head.

"Oh no you don't."

He yanked the covers down.

"Stop! And go away!" she yelled.

"No listen to me!" He yelled back

She threw back the covers and rolled to the other side. She stood up and started to run, but froze when she saw Harry leaning agaisnt the wall.

He left the room as Louis grabbed her by the waist and threw her back onto the bed, but she jumped up again. He caught her, but she squirmed until she was loose.

She was almost at the door when she ran into Liam, and he grabbed her. Louis came up behind her and pulled her hands back. Something was thrown over her head and Louis tied her hands together, she realized Harry had thrown him a rope.

Liam slung her over his shoulder and put her down by the bed, and Louis tied the rope from her wrists to the bed post where she couldnt get away.