I Won't Give Up

Chapter 2

Hello again :) So, tomorrow I definitely won't be able to update because I have a field hockey game! I hope everyone likes the story so far :) Oh yeah, I forgot to say, my name is Taylor! Enjoy :)

Chapter 2-

While driving home from lunch, all I thought about was how to bring back Lou. I should start to get on his good side in case he hates me. Why don't I buy him something? I'll stop at Starbucks. I drove to the nearest one and got him an iced coffee. I'm surprised no one asked if I was Harry Styles.

After about five minutes, I was back at the house with mine and Louis' cars still there. Oh good, he's still home. i grabbe the coffee and went inside. It was very quiet. Too quiet. 

"Louis? Are you home?" I heard a groan. I rounded the corner and saw him on the couch. Was he really sleeping at 3:00 pm? I decided to grab a pillow and wack him with him. We used to do that all the time. "Wake up sleepy head!"

His eyes shot open with anger. I was laughing hysterically. He growled. "Watch it Curly." It's so hard to be fun and nice to him when he's a grump. 

"I bought you a coffee from Starbucks." All Lou did was glare at me. What did I do now? He walked into the kitchen and grabbed his coffee. He started to sip it as he came back towards me. Before I knew it he took the lid off and threw the liquid on me. 

"WHAT THE FUCK LOU?!" He glared at me giving me his death stare.

"I don't need anything from you Curly." After he said that, I stormed upstairs to the bathroom. I quickly turned the water on and hopped in. I stood there letting the hot water warm my cold body, thanks to the iced coffee. I washed my hair and body quickly before grabbing my towel. I wrapped it around my waist and headed to my room. 

Honestly, I don't get Lou's problem. When I try to be nice, he is just crude and mean back. What made him like this? I should tell Liam I can't do this. What am I even saying right now? I have to do this! I have to bring him back. I just wish it was easier.

I looked up and was taking from my thoughts by him standing at his door. "How was the coffee?" He had a smirk on his face.

I smirked right back. "It was delicious. The best I've ever had." I shut my door and quickly got changed. I threw on some gray sweatpants and my black Ramones shirt. I laid down on my bed and decided to go on Twitter. There were so many fans who have tweeted me and I replied. In fact, I'm almost at 18 million followers. That is incredible. I love our fans!

I decided to go on Louis' account. He hasn;'t been on in a while. It's been weeks. I went through his mentions and noticed a lot of hate. People were telling him to kill himself. That's awful. Some were saying that he didn't deserve to be in One Direction and should have never tried out for X-Factor. There were even some saying he couldn't sing at all. I felt awful. I wonder if this is part of the reason he changed. 

I looked at the clock and saw it was 5;30 already. Wow. TIme really flies by. I have to go to the kitchen and start making dinner! 

Everynight, I make dinner for Louis and myself. He absolutely loves my cooking. That seems to be the only time things go back to normal. Louis often helps me make dinner as well. 

When I went downstairs, I didn't see him in the kitchen. Oh well. I pulled out all of the ingrediants to make penne in vodka sauce. I make my own sauce but I use a box of pasta. That takes too long to make from scratch. Usually, this dinner takes about 45 minutes.

I finished making dinner and was surprised that Lou didn't come down yet. He would have smelled it for sure. Where is he? I opened the drawer to find his keys still there. Well, he's home at least. 

"Louis?" I yelled his name quite a few times throughout the house. I sighed getting no answer. I walked upstairs to his room and knocked. "Louis? You in there?" I opened the door to find the room empty. Where is he? I started to get worried. I closed his door and looked down the hallway to the bathroom. The light was on and the door was closed. 

I walked over to the bathroom and knocked on the door. "Louis?" I didn't get an answer. I tried to turn the knob, but it was locked. "Louis please open the door.' Still no answer. I reached up above the door on the little ledge and grabbed the key. I unlocked the door. My heart broke.

Louis was sitting on the floor. He had his head buried into his kees with his arms wrapped around his legs. He was shaking uncontrollably. I ran to his side lifting his head to look at me. Tears were streaming down his cheeks. I didn't say anything. Instead, I pulled him into a hug as he continued to cry into my shoulder. 

"Why are you hugging me?" I wanted to cry. His voice was so small and helpless. I didn't let go of him.

"Because you need it. What's wrong Boo?" I haven't called him that for what seems like forever. He didn't stop crying at all after five minutes. I was really worried. I decided to stand up before helping him. He stared at my hand deciding wheteher or not to take it. Slowly, he took it and got up.  That's when I noticed it.

His left wrist. The bracelets were all gone. I looked around and saw them on the counter by the sink. Next to them was a small pocket knife. I looked back at his wrist and saw several slits. I grabbed his wrist making him wince.

"Louis? Did you do that?" My voice cracked midway through the sentence. He nodded and started to cry again. I started to feel tears form in my eyes. One managed to escape.

I brought his wrist to the sink and washed the blood off, cleaning the cuts. All Louis did was flinch as the water hit the cuts. They were so deep and didn't stop bleeding. 

"Why Louis?" He looked at the floor. I couldn't help but notice his eyes. They weren't angry or hateful.  They were sad and scared. He sat back down on the floor as I examined his wrists. There were a lot of scars. Some were really long and big while others were small. He remained quiet and didn't say a word. He stopped crying though. 

"How long has this been happening Lou?" He still didn't answer. He got up off the floor and looked at me. Some anger returned to his eyes but they were still broken. 

"If you cared, you would have noticed." He walked out and went to his room as I stood there, puzzled. All I wanted to do was help and then he shut me out of his life again. 

I feel guilty. I had no idea he cut. I should have figured it out. But I didn't. I need to find out the reason behind his cutting. I can't let him hurt himself anymore. I sighed as I started to clean the bathroom. I forgot about dinner! 

"Louis!" I walked to his room and yelled for hime. "I made dinner! Penne with vodka sauce." He opened the door immediately and we headed downstairs together. He sat down as I served him.

"Thanks! I'm starved!" I almost fell over. He thanked me. He never does that anymore. Are pigs flying? Maybe he is starting to change. 

We ate in silence. I managed to think the whole entire time while he just kept eating. It seems like he hasn't eaten in weeks with the way he's eating. I finally worked up the courage to speak. 

"Louis? What's wrong? Why did you cut yourself?" He looked up at me with no emotion.

"Don't worry about it." He got up and put his bowl in the sink. He walked up the stairs and to his room. Yup. He's definitely changing.

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So that was Chapter 2! Quite interesting right? What do you think about Louis? Why does he cut? Well, we will find out! I Hope everyone is enjoying this story :) I'll update soon! Please forgive me since I have field hockey. vote, comment, fan! Love you guys .xx ~Taylor