Chapter 8

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WARNINGThis chapter contains some triggering, comforting and angst

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WARNING
This chapter contains some triggering, comforting and angst. If you're not comfortable with reading about panic attacks etc please skip this chapter. The next chapter will have a brief summary and we advise you to read this. Since the both of us don't know much about this we've made up our own cures for this scenario. Please don't take offence as this is purely fiction.

LOUIS’ POV
Louis stormed off seeing Harry and Nick, on a date. He was mad at Harry. He warned him and just when they were so close to being friends. He got in his car and started driving right away. He held the steering wheel so tight that his knuckles turned white. Just as Louis was starting to forget the past and try to care about Harry, though he would never admit it, he breaks his trust. Again. When he reached the college, he got straight to his dorm, slamming the gate. He walks in the hall and stops, running his hands through his hair.
He saw the organized kitchen, Harry had organized it, he walked briskly towards the counter and swept his hands, throwing all of the carefully placed bowls and plates down. Next, he threw the nicely placed cushions on the floor. He knew that Harry loved everything organized and Louis wanted nothing to do with Harry right now. He scattered everything, papers, books, clothes, shoes, cushions, bottles, literally anything in his way. He didn’t care about how much glass broke or water spilled. He slammed the door of his room as he went inside after trashing everything. He quickly changed his clothes, drank some cold water to cool himself, and left for Zayn’s dorm, forgetting to even lock the door to his dorm.
He knocked on their dorm impatiently. Soon a voice called, ‘Coming! Wait a second there.’, revealing Liam as the door flung open. ‘Louis!’, he exclaimed. ‘What’s wrong?’, he asked, as soon as he read Louis’ face. ‘Is Z there?’, he asked, Liam nodded, letting him in. ‘Call Niall too.’ ‘Hey Lou, what’s up?’, Zayn said, he was lying on the couch, as soon as he saw Louis burning with anger, he got up.
In a few minutes, Niall also joined them. ‘Now will you tell us what happened?’, Zayn asked. ‘I went searching for Harry after I talked to you.’, he said, referring to Niall. ‘And that little shit was on a date! With fucking Nick! After we told him.’ ‘What?’, Zayn and Niall asked in unison. ‘But he agreed that he wouldn’t go!’, Liam said.  “Yeah but apparently that piece of shit doesn’t recognise good advice when it’s served on a silver platter to him.” “So what happened after you found him?” Niall asked. “I told them to have a nice date and I left,” Louis stated. “WHAT!” Niall exclaimed. “No Larry jealousy fights?!” he sounded bummed. “Um who’s Larry?” Louis asked suspiciously. “Um nothing, no one,” Niall said quickly. “I’m weird, take no notice.” ‘Anywaysss… so I left and then I don’t know what happened.’, Louis said, eyeing Niall. ‘Guess we’ll have to wait to find out!’, Zayn said. ‘I’m sure he had a good reason.’, Liam mumbled. ‘What good reason? He knew all about Nick! He knew everything.’, he said, mumbling the last part to himself. ‘Woah, calm down! Here, have a drink.’, Zayn said, handing a cola to Louis. He gulped down the drink and they started talking about something else.

HARRY’S POV
‘Thank you Nick for the date.’, Harry said, smiling, though his mind was saying ‘Thanky ou for boring the fuck out of me for almost 2 hours and making Louis mad at me.’ ‘Oh, it’s nothing.’, Nick said. They then parted ways. Harry was so not ready to confront Louis. As much as he told himself to be angry at Louis and that he didn’t do anything wrong, he felt scared and sad. He checked his phone to see a text from Niall.
Nialler: come at Z and Payno’s.
Nailler: fast, asap
Nailler: P.S. you are most likely to be dead, tommo’s raging
Harry sighed seeing these texts, he became more nervous than ever, he was kind of relieved that he wouldn’t be left alone with Louis. He was feeling so many emotions at once. He typed a quick, ‘okay’, hitting send. He decided to change into something more comfortable before being yelled at, so he made his way towards his dorm. He reached and saw the door open, he understood that Louis must be really mad at him because he would never leave the door unlocked. He sighed sadly, but was thankful Louis wasn’t inside.
He pushed the door open and was shocked to find everything scattered. The entire hall was trashed, broken glass, plates, bowls, pages, books, cushions, keys, water, everything he could ever imagine was sprawled across the floor. He took a step forward, the door closing behind him. He rubbed his palms on his hand, breathing from his mouth. He was becoming sweaty, he palms were sweating, his breathing ragged. He took another step forward, trembling. There was a tornado of thoughts and emotions inside him, and the very centre was just one name, Louis. He was taking deep breaths while sweating, stumbling and shivering. Soon, he felt his eyelids getting heavy and his head going dizzy. Before he could know, everything blacked out.

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