Louis's Point of view:

He didn't want I mean who one because i'm Father didn't even stay around because of me.I am a screw could I think Harry actually wanted me?My tears were streaming down my face as I pulled out my old gleam of the razor made my mind open up to the past.I have been clean since The I needed it.I craved for the my scars reminded me of how much I wanted it.I quietly brought the cold edge down and pressed deep.A small slice made the clean skin open up,blood pouring out the wound dripping down my suddenly all of my feelings that were built up came crashing tears dried as the blood shed more.A soft knock came from the door,making me throw the razor into the drawer.

"Louis are you okay?"

Niall's soft voice called behind the door.

I took a deep breathe,before answering.

"I'm fine"

How wrong that one answer could that's all I two words to hide my feelings from everyone.

"None of us think any different of you"He said.

I saw his shadow move,which meant he was leaning against the door.

"Harry does"

I chocked blood dripping onto the floor making me grab the tissues.I quickly covered the wound,the tissues being painted in red.

"No he was just shocked."

I closed my eyes hoping this was all just a dream.I knew I should of never came out to any of them.

"He hasn't looked at me since I told hates me"

The tears started ran down my face,dripping onto the tub that my head laid against.

"Louis can you come out so we can talk?"

He asked.

My eyes squezzed harder.

"No"

I heard Niall huff.

"Fine then i'm coming in."

My head shot up.

"No Niall do-"

It was too late.

His wide eyes,staring down at look of Horror and sadness covered his could barely speak from the deep breaths he took.

"Please don't tell them"I cried,letting the tears fall more.

He slowly backed away when I got up.

"Harry"He whispeared.

"No Niall"I yelled,dropping the tissues.

"HARRY!"

I feel to the ground covering my face.

The blood still hasn't was taking over my head sharp inhales were all I heard.I didn't want to look up.

"Go"A small voice said and the footsteps went away.

I flinched when a warm hand touched my shoulder.

"Louis"

I didn't look I wanted was the darkness to take over.

"I've got you"

And suddenly warm arms eveloped my shaking body.

"Don't worry Love I'm here"

I moved my head into the croock of Harry's neck weeping like a baby.

"I'm sorry"I cried over and over.

His hand rubbed my back while the other held a tissue over the wound.

"Louis I can't lose you"He said his voice cracking.

I didn't want to look up.I knew he was crying and if I saw that then I would break down again.

"Never leave me...ever"

This is what I holding me forever.I wanted his kisses,and all his then the doubts in my mind slipped away,leaving hope.

"I will never let you go"

And slowly I fell asleep,to him whispearing hushed words into my last thing I heard was a soft I love it was him...or just my dreams taunting me again.