Picking Up the Pieces (Sequel to Broken)

Liam, Louis, Harry, Zayn, and Niall have had a painful passed two years since the suicide. They all turn to music as a way to cope with it all. When the X-Factor comes to te UK and they all audition to make a career of their talent, some unexpected things happen: such as forming a group. What will happen when they're all thrown together? Will they be able to pick up the pieces, or will they remain Broken?


19. Chapter Fourteen

Louis's POV

"Liam!" I yell out as he falls to the floor with an expression I can only describe as pain. I look at an unconscious Liam and Harry, and just evaluate my situation. I can't believe this...first of all Harry...I cannot believe he did that..

I can't be mad at the prick because it hasn't set in yet. I don't know if it ever will honestly. It was just such a sick and disgusting thing to do..especially to such an amazing person as her....the girl he "loved"....

I couldn't think of that now though, I had to figure how to get them out without drawing too much attention. We may be able to wake Liam up, but Harry was another story.

How to wake him up though? I guess I can't be to soft with it...I slowly kneel down next to him, and strike him sharply across the face. He shoots up from the floor and rubs his red cheek. "What the hell Louis?!" He asks angrily.

"You passed out.." I responded awkwardly looking down at my hands. He didn't seem to remember all that went down..yet. "Well did you really need to slap me mate," he said, hid gone much softer this time. I sigh and nod my head lightly, "Trust me, you needed it." He just laughed a little and got up. One down, one to go.

I knew we could easily carry Harry out, but I didn't want to have a reputation before we even performed on the show. I knew Simon would be really pissed at us, but what other choice did I really have?

Reluctantly, I pulled out my phone and dialed in his number. "Simon Cowell, how may I help you?" His assistant answered. "It's Louis, from one of his bands. I need to talk to him," I answered her, trying to keep calm. I was now starting to feel the anger and upset. I was starting to really see what Harry did...

"Hello? Hello?" The voice replies a bit annoyed on the other end. I still feel a bit dazed, but I managed to get a small greeting out. "Lou?! Louis! Are you alright?" The familiar voice almost yelled. It was Simon...I was talking to Simon. I commanded to calm myself and explain the situation.

"Harry told us something shocking and Liam got very angry and knocked him out cold, now we have no way to get him out without being seen. I don't want to get seen like that before we even go on," I explained hurriedly,
I hear him sigh, "fantastic, just great. I'm sending Paul, he'll help you out, but were having and emergency when you get back." With that, he hangs up and leaves me to listen to the static.

I look back at Zayn and Niall. Niall is still crying, he really cared for her. I want to comfort the lad, but honestly don't know how to approach any of them anymore. Zayn just looks down at his hands, emotionless. I knew it was killing him though, his eyes were filled with anger and pain. He just didn't want to let anyone in anymore. I don't blame him anymore....letting people in hurts more than keeping them at a distance.

We all sat silently, waiting for this Paul guy. He seemed to be taking an eternity....I sigh and try to find words to say. Liam keeps looking around confused, I wonder if he's remembered what Harry admitted. Maybe he's questioning if it actually happened. I gave up on glancing at Zayn and Niall. It was too hard and painful. Too much I remembered when I looked at them, I didn't like it. I didn't want it.

Eventually a man approached us and introduced himself as Paul. He was tall and muscular, with brown hair and a strong jaw line. Very masculine looking. "We're gonna take that one through the back," he explained monotonously pointing to Harry. I nodded my head and started to help Paul carry him. Zayn slowly got up and steadied himself, Niall followed suit. Liam stayed put, he didn't seem too enthusiastic about helping. Which was extremely uncharacteristic even for the New Liam.

"You, we need your help," Paul said gruffly pointing at Liam. "No," Liam said simply. Paul gave him a questioning look. "You have too," Paul explained to him. "I don't wanna touch him. He's a murderer," Liam said softly, apparently he remembered. His voice filled with pain. I could feel his pain, and his pain, it was agonizing. Paul groaned and just threw Harry over his shoulder like sack of potatoes. "I got him, you just get him," he said motioning towards Liam rocking slightly in his chair.

Niall and Zayn made no advancements, so I guess I was taking this one. I sat down next to him, and put a comforting hand on his shoulder. "He killed her, he finished her off. He took her away," he said never looking up. I could see the familiar misty look of his eyes. He was going to cry again. It really was terrible that Harry was doing this too him d he really never did move on... He loved her just as much as day he met her.

"Lets go boys, Simons waiting for you, Paul said in the same gruff voice. We all got up, and I ha a feeling err were in our way to our last band meeting.

~authors note~

Lovelies, I promise I will update letter! Super filler chapter, but realy needed. I promise. One more chapter, then it will be their performance! So I promise things are picking up! Thank you do much for reading(: I will be updating again later so stay tuned! LOVE YOU GUYS! Don't forget to comment what you think(:

Stay Lovely My Lovelies,
-Ashley(: xx <3
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