Rip It All To Shreds (Something Great)

Bloodstream

Hey guys sorry it's been so long , I know how I want the story to end and all , but I've been trying to decide how fast I want to get there, and I don't want to rush anything because I want to make this fic as long as possible, but I don't want to make it drawn out either .... anyways, thanks for all the votes and comments , you guys are too sweet :) btw 3/3 awards at amas!!!!!!! they're artists of the year! Ahh!! and during Night Changes Harry was singing to Louis the whole time and just ..... yup.... sorry

This chapter is a bit well... you'll see, it will make more sense by the end of the chapter .

Blood Stream by Ed Sheeran enjoyyyy ~s

Harry's POV:

My head is a cloud. I'm floating above the sun. Why is he not wearing sunglasses? Oh my head. I blink. I walked into the bathroom door. Right. I grab my stuff and open the door and almost walk into the person walking by. Of fucking course . It's Louis. I smile at him. Why did I smile? He looks at me back . He looks on the verge of crying and slapping me very hard at the same time. I look at him again. There's blood coming through his jumper. Suddenly it turns into a stream coming through his chest, then his hips, then his stomach, then his wrists. It's flooding out of him. He just whispers. I lean in closer to hear what he said . I lean closer and he whispers again. I have to swim through an ocean of blood to get to him and he whispers. Finally, I'm standing in front of him and he screams. He just screams without words, and he whispers again. This time I hear him. "For you".

"Why?" I ask
"I give it all up for you"
"But I..."
"Shhh. I'm here. I'm gone. I'm here . I've been. I'm here. I was. Now, I'm not. Just know. For you."
"Louis what the bloody hell are you talking about ?"
"Love's here then it's gone. Poof. Not with me. I love forever. My love is here, but I am gone."
"I can not say that helped much, Louis, but.."
"Shhh. For you."
"There you go again..."
"Quiet. I don't hate 1, I hate 1-1. 1-1=0. I do not hate zero, I hate 1-1.
"That's just simple maths, why do hate... What Louis you're not making sense"
He just screams. He sits there and screams. Then he starts whispering. "For you..For you. 1-1=0. Lou -Hazza, is zero too. For you. For you. For you." Then he sobs. He just sobs and hot tears run down his face into the blood ocean behind us. He looks up at me" I will bleed out, for you."

"NO!," I yell, "NO! Louis you can't! I'm sorry! I love you! I love you so much Louis! In sorry! No, stay here! Let me hug you! Stop hurting yourself for me!! STOP! LOUIS! No! I love you, Lou. I did this! I DID THIS TO YOU! STOP! NO! DON'T GO YOU CAN'T GO! Stay, Louis." Now I'm the one whispering. I'm whispering and Louis' eyes are closing, and I'm sobbing. The blood ocean has reached me and now I'm drowning, coughing up the blood I'm drowning in. Between chokes I yell "I love you! Stay. I'm sorry. Stop. My angel, don't fly away."

I hear one thing before everything goes black. A haunting whisper, "Smile, my darling, it's all for you."

I jolt awake. I'm trembling . It's all just a dream. My neck is awkwardly bent over the edge of the bathtub. I must've passed out. Jeez this is some trippy stuff, I think as I look down at my baggie of contraband on the floor. Should probably go to my room. I get up, grab my stuff and my box and then open the door. Louis is standing there. Just like in the dream. Except, this time I'm not dreaming. He just looks at me tears welling in his eyes.

"Did you...?" He whispers between shaky breaths.

"What?" I ask in what is barely even an audile whisper.

"What you ... said? You were screaming, I'm sorry I didn't want to listen, but it was so loud , and I just could not. Im stupid. Im a fuck up shit. Don't hate me. No, never mind you do. stupid! I'm so stupid. A stupid bloody bastard. I should go and leave you to your... yeah."

He's sob rambling, but it's the most we've talked in what has probably been at least two or three years, and the best thing I can stay is, "I don't know." He turns to look at me and then he takes a deep shaky breath and takes a step towards me. The another. Then another. I want to lean closer to him. Just to be closer. Just to feel Louis. He comes closer and closer, then he looks me in the eyes . Then a sharp sob escapes his chest, but he doesn't break eye contact with me. I lean in to connect our lips and he turns away.
"No!" He whisper screams. "This was a bad idea! No!" Then he runs past me into the bathroom and slams the door and hastily locks it.

I just slide down the door and wait. I wait for what feels like an hour , but was probably only 15 minutes, but it's long enough to hear him sob the words I have wanted to hear for years.

"Harry Styles, I love you!"

Of course this time it's in the context of "I'm so stupid, Harry Styles, I fucking love you. I'm an idiot. I'm not good enough . Kill me!! Somebody kill me, or I'll do it! For you! It's all for you! "

I'm still in a daze. I walk backup my room ,those words racing through my brain in violent screams and bullets.

"For you".