This Love

I knew Harry I loved Harry but when he left I moved on. Events went on in my life and when he came back I was thrown in between my brother and boyfriends band and Harry's band.


14. Talking

Once all the boys got to the hospital the doctor came out and told us how he was.

"Well first off Miss. Parker you did the right thing by making him expel his stomach contents. And Mr. Tomlinson you kept enough pressure on his cuts, you two saved his life. Secondly he will be fine, there is the possibility that he will throw up blood but that is completely normal. I am afraid though he is still extremely suicidal. I have seen this in rare occasions that they will stop at nothing to die. You will have to keep a close eye on him. And he is only allowed two visitors and he asked for a Logan? and Louis?" The doctor said. 

Niall was furious. He swung his fist at the wall. "Fuck that hurt." He muttered. We chuckled we all were mad. Not at Harry but the people who made him this way. Louis and I walked in. Harry was sitting at the top of his bed. His eyes were red and puffy. Louis and I sat on the opposite end facing him. 

"Hey Haz..." Louis whispered. Harry flicked his eyes in his direction. "I know you probably hate me.... I know you probably don't think that I know the pain you are going through. Harry please realize that I do. I know that you are hurting, I know you want to die and so did I at one time. But you will make it. I promise and Haz I will be there the entire way, all the ups and downs." He continued. I knew he wanted to cry but he had to be strong for the younger boy. 

"Lou all you are his happy and care would you know?" Harry whispered. Louis jaw tensed. His body stiffened. 

"Harry.... when I was 12 my mom hired a baby sitter. Well I got up to take a shower and he got up and followed me, he attacked me in my own home. I couldn't do anything. I was old enough to know what he was doing wasn't right, but I didn't stop it. I was weak Harry.... I remember him asking if I was good or bad. Then he grabbed my crotch. I spat in his face and kneed him. I couldn't stop him... he tied me to my own fucking bed. After he took photo's and posted them all over the internet. I was bullied Harry, for months. Everyone hated me. I started doing what you did. I starved and cut. eventually had enough and that's when my dad found me hanging from my ceiling fan.... I didn't want to live but now I'm glad I did. " Louis said. "But Harry I know what it's like to feel like nothing, like no one loves you. I know that intoxicating feeling of the razor slicing through your own skin. At first it tugs a little but when the blood pours out it's a high. Harry you need to realize that you have people who love you, there is Logan, Me, El, Dani, the boys, your mum, your dad, your family and fans. They all love you. We love you, and I love you Harry. You're my little brother." He continued. I was shocked. Louis knew exactly how I felt. As well as Harry. Harry was silent. He opened his arms to Louis. Louis moved into them. Lou held him as he cried. He soon started to sob. Eventually Louis had to go to the loo. I took his place and Harry barely noticed. 

"I'm so sorry....." He whimpered. I stroked his hair.

"Shh it's alright. It's over now, I'm here." I whispered. He continued to cry. 

"I'm sorry." He repeated.

"Shh baby, everything is fine, you are fine. I love you so much..." I told him. He snuggled up to me. He was so perfect, in every way. 

"Logan...." He asked.

"Yeah Harry?" I asked.

"If I asked.......would you marry me?" He asked. I chuckled.

"On the spot." I said. He smiled.

"Could we have a little girl? And can I name her?" He asked. I nodded. He fell asleep thinking of our future.

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