Summer camp

Bruises

(Louis' POV)

After sitting with the boisterous boys for about a half an hour, I decided to call it a day. I couldn't keep my mind off harry. I gave a quick goodbye to the boys and reluctantly they let me leave. Even though I'm their counselor, I'm only about two years older than them. We're good friends so I can trust them alone.

I walked back to my flat and remembered my encounter with harry in the bathroom. Quickly I pulled out my phone, remembering how I took Harry's phone while he was asleep and exchanged our numbers.

I hesitated at first, wondering if he was busy. I decided to call, or I'd never stop worrying. Why was I worrying so much over this guy I just met?

I bit my lip as it ringed. I grew desperate to hear his low, raspy voice. When he didn't pick up, i became extremely worried. He was on anxiety pills, what if he took too many? What if he's passed out somewhere? What if no body finds him? Ok, no. I can't think like this. I decided to let it go. He probably had something to do. He told me so. Jeez, hope he's ok. I really do..

Well, he should come to camp tomorrow.

(Harry POV)

I woke up on the floor for the second time today. I didn't have a sliver of clothing, and Alex was nowhere to be found. The house still smelled like joints, and I coughed, trying to rid my lungs of the disgusting smoke. I got up and scavenged the room for my clothes.

When I was dressed, I took a look at my phone. It really did say, "Lou."
I should probably call him back and ask how I got his number.

I pressed the cold metal to my ear and waited as it rung. I got nervous when I heard the boys soft voice. It was so calming, I could listen to him for hours.

Harry! What's up?

He sounded very cheerful. Possibly because of me..? No. Never.

Hi..Uhm..can I ask how your number got on my phone..?

Oh! Haha sorry. When you were sleeping, I wanted to contact someone that was close to you. I'm not very good with this stuff but I know how it works. When I checked your contacts, I got a little worried..so I put my number in there so you can call me if anything ever happens. Sorry for not asking!

Oh.. It's fine lou, thanks.

Uhm..so I'll see you at camp tomorrow?

Yea! Of course! See you then.

K. Bye haz!

I laughed at the nickname. He would never let that go would he? We both hung up at that moment.

I realized I was still in Alex's house, and started to walk towards the door. I started to remember what we had done before I fell asleep. My eyes grew misty, and i sniffled. Alex. He loves me, I should forgive him. He's always been there for me.

I got home and hopped in the shower, mum still missing. I'm not too worried, she's done this before. She usually comes back within a couple days with a bunch of different guys.

I stood in the steamy water, and began to sing. Even though I don't think I'm very good at it, it's fun and it keeps me occupied.

Her daddy was a mean old mister

Mama was a angel in the ground

The weather man called for a twister

She prayed to blow it down

...

Shatter every window till' it's all blown away

Every brick every board every slamming door blown away

Till there's nothing left standing nothing left of yesterday

Every tear soaked whiskey memory blown away

Blown away

I'm usually not into country, but this song was so down to earth. And not to mention catchy.

I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my waist, still feeling rather dirty from my encounter with Alex.

I looked in the mirror in disappointment. I stared at the large bruise ascending from my hip to my ribcage. The skin was black and blue, and very painful. I grazed my finger over it and winced. Damn.

I threw on a T shirt and boxers and jumped into bed, immediately regretting it as pain shot through my side. It took hours to get comfortable with the new bruises that littered my body. Finally, I fell asleep.

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