13. Lost Boy

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"Lou! Please wait!" Harry shouted, chasing after a running Louis.

"Just-ju-I need a-" Louis could barely form a sentence as he ran away from the curly haired boy. Tears streamed down his red cheeks, he didn't want Harry to see him like this. He felt weak, ashamed. Without thinking, the older boy sprinted out of the venue and into the dark street, cold and alone. He needed time. He needed to be alone with his thoughts, even if all of his thoughts were filled with one boy:

Harry.

2 hours later

Harry stood in what was Louis' hotel room, quivering with worry. He hadn't seen the older boy in hours and his mind was beginning to travel to dark places. Was Louis hurt? Was Louis in danger? Suddenly the younger boys eyes widened like a deer in head lights....

Dead?

"Stop." Harry mumbled to himself. Louis had to be okay, he had to be.

*Knock knock*

"Louis?!?" Harry's eyes swelled with tears, thanking every god in the universe that his Louis came back safe.

"Just me mate, sorry." Liam said, throwing his hands up as if to apologize.

"Fuck, Liam!" Harry yelled, breaking down into an ugly sob. No matter how hard he tried, his tears kept flowing. His eyes were like a broken faucet.

"Harry!" Liam ran to the curly haired boy and caught his trembling body.

"Hey, you're gonna be okay." Liam whispered with a tone of comfort. "Look at me."

Harry slowly pulled his head out of Liams shoulder, revealing a wet stain on the other boys shirt.

"Louis will be okay. He is okay. You have to trust me." Liams eyes were filled with a certainty that comforted Harry. "And until he gets here, I'll stay with you. We can watch a movie, sing, whatever you want."

Harry's heart felt warm. He loved Liam so much, and he knew Liam loved him too. The curly haired boy leaned into his friends arms and embraced him in a hug.

"Thank you, Liam." Harry whispered tenderly.

"Anything for you Harry."

Loud clomping footsteps made the two boys jump and dart their heads towards the hotel room door.

"What's all that noise?!? I heard crying! Is someone hurt?" Niall shouted, darting his eyes around the room, as if he were looking for an intruder.

"Everything's fine." Liam chuckled. "Harry's just worried about Lou."

"Oh Harry..." Zayn cooed with sympathy behind the Irish boy. "He's gonna be just fine."

Zayn and Niall both made their way towards Liam and Harry, embracing the two in a hug.

"We're here for you no matter what." Niall said with his face smushed between the three others.

The room was filled with so much comfort and so much love. In that moment, Harry had never felt so close to his band mates, he knew then that they were more than friends, they were family.

Harry lifted his head up from the pile of hugging boys only to see a familiar figure standing in the doorway. They curly haired boys heart dropped and eyes widened with shock.

"LOUIS!" He shouted with every ounce of volume his throat possessed.

The three other boys jumped at the loudness and turned their heads. "Oh my god Louis! Where the hell were you?!?" Zayn laughed, running at the older boy and embracing him in a warm hug.

Louis giggled and welcomed Zayn into his arms. "Sorry boys, I decided to walk back. Just needed to clear my head."

"Well you're here now, and that's all that matters." Liam said gleefully.

The room that was once filled with love was now filled with relief. Liam and Niall were back to their normal selves, dancing and laughing. Zayn was still embracing Louis with a smile as bright as the sun, yet Harry was still. He felt like a statue. He should be happy that Louis' safe, but he found himself consumed with anger. He was angry that Louis made him worry this much. Deep down, Harry was angry at himself. He was angry that he let Louis make him feel this way. He was angry he let his guard down. Those thoughts kept building up in Harry's mind as the others celebrated. He felt as if he were a ballon being pumped and pumped full of air.... And he'd soon pop.

"I need to talk to Louis, alone." The curly haired boy said abruptly and coldly, with his hand balled up in a trembling fist.

"Okay, uh yeah. We'll just, see you later then Lou." Liam said with concern in his eyes.

As the three boys cautiously left, Harry felt as if he were about to explode. He couldn't contain himself anymore. His anger was too much to handle.

"What's wrong Harr-"

"YOU SON OF A BITCH!"

Pop

Harry fiercely stomped over towards Louis and shoved his finger centimeters away from the older boys face.

Louis' hands shot up in the air as if to surrender and chose his words cautiously. "I understand you're mad but please let me-"

"NO!" Harry shouted, feeling the lump in the back of his throat growing with each second. "You don't get to have any excuses! You were gone for HOURS. No phone call, no note, you just VANISHED. I was so scared Lou. I thought you died. I hate you so much why are you doing this to me?!?" Harry began to sob, he was so overwhelmed and Louis saw that. The older boy said nothing, but grabbed Harry and pulled him into an embrace.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry." Louis repeatedly whispered tenderly, still holding the crying boy in his arms.

"Listen," Louis said pulling away from the hug, yet keeping his eyes locked on Harry.

"I just needed to process that phone call. I know I shouldn't have just left and I'm sorry. I'm so sorry I put you through that."

Harry sighed, knowing he couldn't stay upset at Louis. "It's okay." The curly haired boy said weekly, pulling the older boy in for a kiss. Harry held Louis to his lips for what felt like ages, he never wanted to pull away.

"Mmmmm." Louis moaned in discomfort as he pulled away. "Gotta let me go for some air."

The two boys giggled as they fell into an eerie silence. There was an elephant in the room that needed to be addressed.

"We'll be okay." Louis said as if he were reading Harry's mind. "No matter what happens, we'll be okay. I'm always here for you Harry because I-I"

Louis' eyes were filled with fear, as if he were afraid of what he'd say next...

"I love you."

A sudden warmth washed over the younger boy, he'd never felt more special. In that moment, he truly knew he felt the same for Louis.

"I love you too."

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Awww! Hope you enjoyed chapter 13.
New chapter coming soon!
-Willow :)

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