Chapter 28

Harry's POV

"L-Lou...why did you do that?" I grabbed his arm as tears filled my eyes, he glared at me. "Those idiots think they can say that to you and get away with?! Not while I'm here." I nodded as he pulled me in for a hug. I can't believe he actually cared...I though he was mad at me...he grabbed my blade and slipped it in his pocket, "I thought I got rid of it" he mumbled, rubbing his forehead. I looked at the floor and didn't say much, I know he had gotten rid of the first one, but I'm not stupid, I'm not only going to have one blade. I've got about ten of them, they're all hidden of course, and if he finds those, I'll just buy more. I actually enjoy doing this, strangely enough, when I hurt myself I don't feel the pain and sadness that overwhelms me every second of the day. I don't feel unhappy or angry, I don't feel a thing, it's like all of my emotions are taken from my body, released through the cut. I feel like I should punish myself for not being perfect, I'm not good enough, not for the fans, the haters, everyone...and not even Louis...I just don't see how we used to be so close..and now, we've slipped apart. I can't believe he's here, right now, dealing with me..when he could be with Eleanor..why would he care about someone who cuts them self? Maybe a fan, anyone but me, how could he care? Or does he? My mind is a mess, just like my life..

I glanced at Louis, who was still seething in anger, I'd never seen him this upset before and over something like this, it's not even that big of a deal...it's just me.

"Louis...are you mad at me?" Hey, I just want to be sure...

He didn't answer me, instead he he leaned over and kissed my cheek then brought my arm to his lips and kissed the scars, it felt weird...but I let him do it, I don't really like people touching my scars or cuts, I don't like them seeing, then they know how I really feel about myself and that I'm not as great as they thought...

"Harry...don't, don't ever do this again.." He whispered in my ear, after kissing the scars on my upper arm, he ran his fingers through my hair and kissed me again. "Promise me" I must have looked like an idiot, sitting there staring with my mouth half open, I didn't know what to say, I could "promise" but I knew I'd just do it again, and I can't say no because he'll never leave me alone. Not that that's a bad thing, oh no..I'd love having him never leave my side, like he used to. He used to hold my hand and held me when I wasn't feeling well, but now he doesn't need me for that, he has Eleanor, his girlfriend, whom he loves...why would he love me? I'm nothing...

~~hours later~~

Louis and I were sitting on my bed, together. We were watching a movie, and he held me in his arms as I cried for a while, don't get me wrong, I was still pretty worked up about the whole Twitter thing, but right now, it was Louis who was making me cry and he doesn't even know it...he keeps toying with my emotions and I don't find it funny...why is he acting like he's "flirting" (or even cares for that matter) but then he has a girlfriend, he doesn't like guys (I don't really like anyone..only Louis) but if he doesn't like guys then why did he say he loved me in the first place?! Sure it was years ago, but it meant something...well to ME anyways..

"You feeling any better, hazza?"

Louis whispered, quietly, rubbing my back and pulling me closer. And again, is he flirting...or...I don't even know... but then he keeps using all these nicknames ahh!

"Um...I-I don't know" I sniffed, I turned away from him and hid my face in a pillow.

"Harrrrry" he whined, tracing circles on my back, which felt good by the way..

"Louissss" I said back, mocking him and kicking him away.

"Alright hazz, fine! I'm going"

"What...no...."

"I'm kidding, love"

Ahhhh he did it again! I could just pull my hair out.

I looked up from the pillow and glanced at a very confused looking Louis, I stuck my tongue out and crawled under the blanket.

"Harry, what are you doing?!"

I giggled and crawled deeper under the blankets, and closer to him, I laid on my stomach and reached down and grabbed his foot, I started tickling him and he squealed, gently kicking me away. I threw the sheets off of him and sat on him, I tickled under his armpits as he kept screaming.

"STOOOOP! Harr- NOOO QUIT IT!"

"Muhahahaha"

I put my hand over his mouth "stop screaming Lou" he licked my hand and snickered. "Ewwww!" I screamed, yanking my hand off his mouth and drying it on my shirt. He pushed me off of him and then pinned me down on my back, "haha, I got you now" he laughed, evilly. I tried as hard as I could to break free, but Louis's is pretty strong for someone so tiny. He bent his head down and kissed my forehead, I squirmed around but he held my arms down even harder. "Let me go! owww! Lou you're hurting me!" He grinned, slyly. "Nope, I know all your little tricks" Tears filled my eyes "no Lou, I'm not kidding! You're hurting me! stop, please!" He glanced down at me, a look of concern of his face as he did, he released me from his grip and I shot up, I held my wrist to my chest as muffled sobs escaped my lips.

" Harry, I'm sorry. I forgot...." He hung his head, looking ashamed, he took my wrist and pulled my sleeve up,

"I-I forgot...hazza...really...I'd never hurt you" he kissed the cuts on my wrist (a little uncomfortable but ok) "it's o-ok...it just hurt" he bit his lip and ran his fingers over my cuts, "I really am sorry" "I-I know Lou it's ok"

His face brightened up a bit, "you can tickle me now, I won't fight back" he smiled at me and gently brushed my cheek with his hand. I nodded and grinned. "Give me a chance to catch my breath this time-HARRY NO STOP!!" I chuckled and kept tickling him, "you said it was my turn" "I KNOW! BUT-" he held his side and cackled loudly, "HARRRRRY!" "ok fine, you're free to go" I stopped tickling him and just laid on top of him, I pinched his nose and he screamed dramatically, bringing his hand to his forehead, "why do you torture me so?" He laughed and pinched my cheek.

Suddenly the door flew open, "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON IN HERE?!" I looked up, blushing (as I was still on top of Louis) Louis turned his head and covered his face "oh no! We've been caught!"

Liam stared at us, blinking. "I-I um guys...what are you doing?" Niall came running up behind Liam, a grin on his face, "OHHHH WHAT'S GOIN ON IN HERE?" "Shut your mouth you little leprechaun" Louis snapped throwing a pillow causing Niall to go running. I clutched Louis's shirt in my hands and laid my head on his chest doing puppy eyes at Liam. "Harry...Louis this is...? Um ok...bye" he blushed and closed the door, I snickered as I heard he and Liam whispering to each other.

"Well, that was...interesting" Louis laughed, putting his arms behind his head while on his back, "very interesting" I finished, snuggling close to him and poking his nose.

What is this xD I don't even know lol I like this chapter alot actually xD