Exception (Harry Styles)

Chapter 29

"NO!! DAD STOP!!!"

I woke up immediately. The loud desperate cries startling me to no extent. I sat up quickly with wide eyes, trying to adjust to the darkness.

"What the fuck?" Louis mumbles across the living room in the recliner, sitting up slowly and rubbing his eyes. Normally Louis' grouchy mood when he is woken up would humorous me, but my heart is beating to fast to think properly.

"STOP PLEASE" Harry's voice rang out again. It's like everything finally clicked in my mind as I sprung up off the couch and darted towards Harry's room, leaving a confused Louis behind.

When I finally made it down the hall, I noticed the hall light already on. Zayn's door was wide open, along with Harry's door, which was only half way. I slowed my pace as I got closer to the entrance, until I completely froze. I could faintly hear sniffling and soft sobs coming from the room I know as Harry's.

The screams have ceased, replaced with desperate whimpers and Zayn's soothing voice.

"Shhh it's okay Harry, it was only a dream, he's gone ok he's gone." Zayn's soft voice cooed.

I boosted enough confidence to inch forward, peeking into the room, where I saw a crying Harry, yes crying, shaking in Zayn's arms. I stared in complete shock as Zayn cradled the taller boy the best he could from his seat on the edge of the bed. His arms were wrapped around Harry in a big bear hug as Harry clung to him like Zayn was his lifeline.

Maybe to Harry he is.

Even from my place in the doorway, I could see the visible shakes and shudders his body is giving off as his face is buried in Zayn's shoulder.

I had no idea what the hell is going on, but the speed Zayn came to Harry's rescue, the understanding in his eyes, and the calm way he is handling Harry's outburst, shows that this isn't the first time this has happened.

"I didn't want to Zayn." Harry's voice shakes with every word he speaks.

"It was so real, It felt like I was physically feeling every single thing over again, but it was a fucking dream." He whimpers, the last few words crack as he tries to catch his breath.

"I'm a fucking psychotic-"

"Don't you fucking dare finish that sentence Harry." Zayn says sternly, grip tightening around the broken boy.

Harry mumbles something I can't make out and sits up slowly, wiping his eyes. "thanks cuz." he mumbles, taking a deep breath. My eyes travel to his chest, stomach, and then back up to his head. His body is glistening from sweat, and his hair looks like it's sticking to his forehead.

"What's going on?" Louis voice rings out and he steps behind me.

Dammit Louis.

Harry and Zayn both look up to the door. When Harry's eyes lock with mine, an emotion I can't comprehend flashes across his face before it turns cold.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU STARING AT!" He bellows, causing me to take a step back in Louis' chest.

"Harry." Louis and Zayn both say in a warning.

"Just get the fuck out and leave me the fuck alone! IM FINE!!!" He goes to stand up but winces, grabbing his side, and quickly sitting back down.

"Just give us a second guys, sorry he woke y'all." Zayn says, a look of sympathy on his face. We both nod and I reluctantly shut the door behind me before breaking down in quiet sobs.

"Hey Aves, shhh... he didn't mean it. He is just embarrassed." Louis says as he pulls me in a small hug.

I nod my head yes, I know Louis is right, I just saw Harry at probably the lowest point anyone other than Zayn has seen him in, it was probably his nature to lash out, no matter who it would have been.