✔️STRONG [L.S]

[4]

{LOUIS POV}

        I woke up slowly to the sound of someone calling my name. I groaned and squinted my eye's open as they adjusted to the bright light. I saw Harry's face in front of mine.

"We're here Louis" He said, smiling. I gave a small one back and unbuckled myself from the seat, getting out of the car. The scream's of fan's filled my ear's as we were quickly ushered inside the building. I yawned tiredly as I was sat down in a chair for my hair to be done.

"Hey Louis!" Lou said as she picked up a hair brush.

"Hi" I said, a small smile forming on my face.
She quickly and skilfully styled my hair as she talked on something that Lux did. Before I knew it, she was patting my shoulder, letting me know it was done.

"Harry, get over here. I need to tame those thing on your head."  She chuckled, setting down a can of hairspray.

Harry laughed, sitting where I was moment's before. I walked over to where the other's were waiting for their turn. Niall glanced at me and started to laugh.

"So you burnt your hand's trying to cook." 'No, I cut them on broken glass after Harry pushed me to the ground.' I thought.

"Yea.." I said instead. He laughed even harder.

"Lou, How the hell did you manage that? I should hit you for something that stupid." He said jokingly, shaking his head. Liam laughed along.

"I'll do it." He said, raising his fist in the air. I froze and I felt my eye's widen. I started to shake slightly, and I raised my hand up in Defence.

"P-Please don't! I'm sorry!" I pleaded, tear's welling behind my eye's. Liam slowly brought his hand's down, and the smile's faded from all three of their face's.

"Louis? What's wrong? You know I wouldn't actually hit you. I was joking." I stared at them for a moment before rushing out of the room. I walked quickly down the hall until I found the bathroom and I locked myself inside. I slowly slid down the door, burying my face in my knees. It was getting
Worse. I was slowly falling apart piece by piece. I tried to push the thought away at first, and hoped that it would go away, but there was no way to ignore it. I was ripping at the seam's, and I was starting to wonder how much longer could I stay together.

***

I had been sitting here for about half a hour now, and I started to hear people call my name. I slowly stood up on shaking leg's, leaning against the sink.
With a trembling hand's I turned on the faucet and splashing some water on my face, washing away the dried tear stain's. I took a deep breath before unlocking the door and walking out.

"LOUIS!" I heard someone yell. I looked up to see Paul rushing toward's me.

"Where have you been?! You guy's are on in five!" He said quickly, gesturing for me to follow him. He led me to the side of the stage where other's were standing.

"There you are Loueh!" Zayn exclaimed. I said nothing as I avoided their stare's. I couldn't face them after what happened, and there was no doubt that question's were going to arise.

"And please help me welcome...ONE DIRECTION!!" The interviewer shouted from the stage, giving us our cue. Midnight memories began to play as we made our way onstage, sitting down on the long couch, the scream's of fan's slowly dying down.

"Welcome boy's!!" The interviewer said, laying an arm on his desk.

"Alright, well let's get started. Call me mark."
He said, chuckling.

"First thing's first...Louis." I glanced up quickly when my name was mentioned.

"Yes?"

"It seem's as if your fan's are worried about you the past couple of month's." I felt Harry tense up beside me.

"Is that so?"

"Yes. For the past couple week's, thing's like, '#Feelbetterlouis, #What'swrongwithLouis, #TheresomethingwrongwithLouis' have been trending on twitter. Some of them have been even wrote thing's along the line's of, "I will personally hunt down and kill whoever made Louis sad." Haven't you seen any of this?" I slowly shook my head, shocked. Nothing got past the fan's.

"I haven't been on twitter lately."

"Have any of you boy's seen these tweet's and trend's?" My eye's drifted to other's who were nodding.

"We figured he'd tell what was going on when he was ready." Zayn said trailing off.

"But now we're not so sure. It's been going on about three month's now." Niall finished. I glanced down to see Harry's hand slowly curling and uncurling into fist. I gulped quietly.

"So Louis...what is going on?" I slowly licked my chapped lip's, staring down at my feet. What the hell am I supposed to say? 'Oh you know Harry's been abusing me the past three month's.' Fuck no. I could feel Harry's eye's burning into my head, and I squeezed my eye's shut.

"Well...um" I began...my voice cracking as I glanced up. Come on Louis! Think of something! I felt my heart pounding painfully against my chest, as I felt hundred's of eye's on me, waiting for me to speak.

"I...um..a very close friend of mine of passed away..." I lied, relief washing through me. Mark looked at me with sympathy.

"That's sad to hear..." He said trailing off. I only nodded, as I stared down at my feet.

"I hope you feel better."

"I'll be fine. It's a bit hard but.... he is in a better place now. There's no need to worry." My heart was in my throat as I continued to lie, as I swallowed down the lump in my throat. Mark looked into the camera before he spoke.

"There you have it Directioner's! No need to worry!" He turned toward's us, and frowned slightly.

"Can I ask what happened to your hand's Louis?" Niall started to laugh from the other end of the couch. He still thought it was the funniest thing in the world.

"He burnt them while trying to cook." Harry said, stepping in. Mark shook his head, chuckling slightly.

"Be careful Louis." I nodded.

"Moving on then...So, you guy's just released your newest album and are getting ready to leave for tour. Correct?"

***

The rest of the interview went by smoothly, and soon we were being rushed back out to the car to take us home.

"Why didn't you tell us a friend of your's died?" Liam asked as soon as we were settled in our seat.

"Because it's none of your business" I snapped.

"Well I'm sorry for trying to be a good friend and actually care!" He said back, narrowing his eye's. I dropped his gaze and stared out of window, watching the night pass us. The rest of the car ride was silent, and paul soon dropped Harry and I off.

"I'll see you two in a couple day's for tour?" He called out the window. We waved and walked inside, kicking off our shoe's. As I walked toward's the bedroom, I felt arm's wrap around my waist, holding me back.

"You know I love you, right Louis?" Harry asked, his hot breath tickling my ear. I smiled, leaning back into his touch as I closed my eye's.

"I know. I love you too" He paused for a moment, kissing the corner of my mouth.

"Can I show you?" He mumbled, running his hand's under the front of my shirt.

"Show me what?"

"How much I love you." I hummed in response, my heart swelling. I'm pretty sure you can guess what happened that night. And if you can't, let's just say that Harry really did show me how much he loved me. This was the Harry I knew and Loved. The Harry I lived for. I just wish he was here to stay.

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LOVE IS GIVING HIM THE POWER TO DESTROY YOU, BUT TRUSTING HIM NOT TO.

How's it? - ABELLA KELLY💙💚