Look after you ~L.T~

Chapter 49

Louis' POV

I heard crying from the kitchen and shot up, as soon as I saw Billie crying in the floor i immediately comforted her, she lifted her head up from her hands and looked at me. Sadness in her gorgeous blue eyes.

"Why? Why did it have to take my best friend?" She sobs. I pull her into my chest and soothe her, I have a look at who called her to see what's happened.

I scroll through her call log and christys name is at the top, I still do t know what's going on so I call christy.

"Christy" I ask.

"Louis?" He sounds like he's crying.

"What's happened?" I ask.

"Jack, he died today" He swallows hard.

"From what?" I ask.

"He had skin cancer" He tells me.

I hang up he phone and cuddle Billie, poor thing. I carry her to the sofa and wrap a blanket around her. I take the time to admire her, her messy bun on her head, her blue eyes sparkling because their filled with tears, the way she's fiddling with the corners of the blanket. I kiss her on the head and she sobs hard into my chest.

"Hey, shhh, hey, it's ok" I soothe.

She carrys on crying and let's out a 'why' every so often.

Harry's POV

As I'm walking up to the frat house I step in a puddle, fuck, I realise I have a hole in my shoe so I decide to get a new pair of boots. Me and Charlotte get into the car and drive to the shop.

When We arrive at the shop there aren't many people there, thank fuck.

I search for some black plain boots when a blonde girl drops a pair of what I'm looking for.

"Shit" She curses under her breath. Wait. I know that voice.

"Paige?" I ask.

"Yeah?" She asks. "Oh, Harry" She smiles, tucking her hair behind her ear.

"How are you doing? You look good" I cough, this is awkward.

"Good actually, you?" She asks.

"Yeah I'm good" I nod.

My phone buzzes in my pocket, I have a look, it's Charlotte, fuck, I lost her. I decline it, I'll ring her back after.

"Who was that?" She asks.

"My girlfriend Charlotte" I tell her.

"Oh, ok" She nods. A boy with brown hair comes and takes the boots from her hands.

"Thanks babe, you found them" He kisses her on the cheek.

"Anyway, I have to go Harry, it was nice seeing you again" She waves.

"Bye" I walk off and get the shoes I was looking for. When I walk out Charlotte is looking around frantically.

"What's the matter?" I ask.

"Where did you go?" She says annoyed.

"To get shoes, I saw my ex Paige and we had a little catch up" I explain.

"With your tongues I bet" she mumbles but I still hear her, she storms off and I'm left in the middle of the shopping centre. Okay then.

Billies POV

I stare down at my thumbs, there's nothing else to do, what's the point. It's been five hours since Christy told me about jacks death. The funeral is next week. I don't know if I can't last all the way through. Seeing my best friend lying dead into a coffin, being buried into the ground, knowing you'll never have any more memories with them ever again, knowing they won't be there anymore, it tears me to peices.

Louis hands me a cup of tea and I sip it slowly and silently. I don't think I've ever not talked for a whole five hours.

There's a sound of a phone ringing, I realise it's mine and answer it. It's Niall.

"Look Billie, I know your upset and all that and I'm really for this but you have to come down to Harry's" His voice if frantic and full of panic.

"Niall, what's happened? I can't lose two best friends in own day" I shake my head.

"No, Harry's out of control, you have to come and sort it out" He says more panicked now. I hear a crash in the background and hang up. I get on some better clothes an drive to Harry's. Poor Louis, he doesn't know what's going on.

When I get to Harry's, I see Nialls, Kelly's, Ellie's, Liam's, and Zayn's car parked in front of the frat house. I run in and up to Harry's room. Everyone is stood at the door watching something, I can't see what's going on.

"Someone let me the fuck through" I yell, everyone moves and I see what they are all looking at. Harry.

He's drunk, angry, upset, and trashing everything in his path. The whole room is upside down, there's clothes, vases, lamps, pictures, everything all over the room. Harry picks up a table and throws it, banging off the wall and making a massive dent.

"Harry!" I yell.

"What!" He shouts, when his eyes meet mine they soften and his rapid breathing calms down.

"What the fuck?" I ask.

"Ask her that!" He shouts and points his finger, I follow his finger and he's pointing to Charlotte by the door, who looks terrified.

"What happened?" I ask.

"Ask her!" Harry shouts, he needs to stop doing that.

"No Harry, I'm asking you!" I shout back.

"Well, what was his name? Justin? Right well, I saw my ex girlfriend Paige and Charlotte thought I kissed her but I would never do that and so she went and slept with some kid named Justin!" Harry buries his head in his hands, wow. I did not expect that.

"Everyone leave" I say calmly.

"No, I will sort this out with him" Charlotte snaps.

"I said leave!" I yell. Her face turns into shock and she quickly scurries out the room. I sit down next to Harry and get a sudden whiff of vodka. It's a really strong scent and I crave to have the taste on my lips, it will sure help me forget about everything.

"Harry" I say.

"Yep" He lifts his head from his hands. His eyes are red and tired out, their dull, not the joyful bright green they used to be, but the dull, sad, lonely green they are when something bad happens, like when we were thirteen and his grandma died.

"I'm here for you" I open my arms and he falls into them. He sobs into my shirt and I run my hands through his curls, it's really relaxing.

"I didn't kiss Paige" He shakes his head frantically.

"I know you didn't" I nod my head.

"I can't believe she did that" He cries. This hurts so bad to se your best friend crying and upset.

"I can't believe you did this" I look at the trashed room.

"Whoops" He shrugs.

"You know jack died" I tell him.

He nods sadly. He lies down and I lay down with him, I play with his curls and he drifts off to sleep. My eye catches the bottles of vodka. Just a sip won't hurt...

(Awh guys, poor Harry, what's gonna happen with the vodka????

Comment what you think, the winner gets a shoutout.

Will it be

A~She gets drunk and turns aggresive and beats Charlotte up

B~She goes out drinking and her dad is there and Louis has an arguement with her dad

C~She becomes a drunk because of the depression

D~Choose your own thing, create an idea and if I like it I might use it, obviously you will get a chapter dedicated to you and stuff.

Lyasm, keep reading, byeee x)