"Harry?" Louis asks when he hears the frantic crying coming through the speaker. "H, darling what's wrong?"
Concerned, Louis puts on his shoes as he keeps hearing the sobs. It's the middle of the night and the phone call has definitely pulled Louis out of his deep slumber, but Harry is crying, and Louis has to be with him.
"It'll be okay, baby, I'm gonna come over, okay? You just- Haz you have to send me your address, yeah? Can you do that for me?" Louis asks, trying to remain as poised as possible as he presses his phone between his ear and shoulder so he can grab his jacket.
"No." Harry cries out. "It's all wrong, Lou- It's-" Another sob. "I hate it, Lou, I hate it so, so much, make it stop."
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A love that got so toxic.
"What are we doing here Harry? Liam? For fucks sake!"
"Louis. Calm down. We're concerned about you two."
"Aren't we on a hiatus? You should be doing your own thing."
The car door opened and in climbed Niall, then him.
"Oh fuck no."
"You're not leaving this car. We're taking you to see a therapist. We're going to fix you two."
"We're not even having problems-
"The fuck you are. Harry still calls." Louis looked at Harry with betrayal
"You still call him? And complain?! About us?! Harry-
"Don't blame him. He loves you and just wants you both to be happy. So do we. So shut up, and put your seatbelt on. We're going, no fucking buts."