everything // LarryStylinson

15. Louis

Harry stumbles past me, barely staying upright as he makes his way to his suite.

I stay frozen in place, mainly due to the state of shock I'm now in.

"Louis, what the fuck bro?" Niall asks, genuinely confused.

"Never seen him actually angry like that before." Liam states, disappointment laced in his tone.

"Since when are you shagging girls?" Niall interjected.

"I'm not Niall, you don't understand-"

"No Louis, we do understand. You're an asshole, simply put. No one was forcing you to be with Harry. Any normal, sane, reasonable person would not have behaved in the manner which you did tonight. I don't care if you're gay, straight, or overweight. What you did was fucked up." Liam cuts me off, pushing past me to follow Harry I assume.

"Yeah man, you just don't treat people like that. Especially the kindest fucking soul on this Earth." Niall adds on, shaking his head and following Liam.

I drop to my knees, bring my hands to my face and let the tears flow. I want to so badly tell them why I had to do what I did, but there's no point. It won't change how any of them feel about me now. I fucked up the best thing in my life, and there is only myself to blame.

—-Flashback—-

Louis came home from visiting his family, to find Harry sat on the couch. Sheets of paper litter the floor, coffee table, couch, basically any surface was covered.

"Hey boo!" Louis exclaimed, breaking Harry out of his thoughts, causing him to startle.

"Fuck, Hi love," Harry scrambles to collect all the papers, shoving them into a folder.

"What you working on?" Louis inquisitively asked, walking towards Harry.

"I, uh, its a um, song, but it sucks, so yeah," Harry stutters, still nervously attempting to gather his pages.

"I want to hear," Louis puts a hand on Harry's back, rubbing soft circles.

"I don't know...."

"Come on Haz, you have a beautiful voice. Please," Louis practically begged, earning a smile from Harry.

"Fine, it needs a ton of work, don't judge me," Harry rushed out, reaching for his guitar, tuning it before he plays.

"I don't wanna be alone, I don't wanna be alone.
When it ends Don't wanna let you know, I don't wanna be alone, But I, I can feel it take a hold. I can feel you take control of who I am and all I've ever known, Loving you's the antidote, Golden." Harry sang, eyes locked with Louis the entire time.

—-End of Flashback—-

Niall's POV

"Did he lock the door?" I inquire to Liam, who is leaned back against Harry's door.

"I didn't try. I figure should we maybe give him a minute. I'm just making sure Louis doesn't try to come again." Liam responds, sliding down the door as he talks.

"I've never seen Harry so angry, I was lowkey scared," I state, joining him on the floor.

"I know, I feel horrible," Liam answers, jolting as Harry's door opens.

"You lot are not good at quietly speaking," Harry slurs, motioning for us to come in.

"Dude, are you alright?" I ask, placing my hands on his shoulders and studying his face.