"He's a clumsy, insecure and clingy weirdo. Why is the world would I date him? Not to mention he's a boy" Louis spoke, looking at Stan. Stan's eyes widened as he looked behind him. To Louis's upmost surprise Harry stood there holding Louis's jacket from the night before. His hair were damp and his face was flushed, his eyes filled with tears as he bit his lip to suppress them. Before Louis could do anything he turned around and ran outside throwing the jacket on the floor before disappearing into the cold rain outside. What have I done? Louis thought *warning* Self-Harm, Abuse and other such topics are discussed in this book