He will never love me (Ziall)(BoyxBoy)

the blood on the window

hazza's P.O.V

i sit in my car and i think about my life, maybe this is all my fault. i did cause all of this pain all of this hurt and sadness. i caused my best friend to lose his love of his life. i am just a fuck up.

no one will miss me

i slide the razor across my wrist making sure it digs into my skin.... i feel a sharp pain surge up my body and for the first time in a while i feel pain.... the blood starts pouring out of the cut and i can feel it... i can feel the death coming i can finally feel happy..... then the regret happens.... and i go to grab for the door but i can't open it and i slowly feel my world slip into darkness

Louis P.O.V

i wake up on the side of my beautiful boyfriend and i kiss him good morning, i tell him i am going for a walk, i step out of the tour bus and i go see the boys, they have all changed so much but we all have since harry left. even i have changed and for the worst i don't love josh i lust for him, he makes all the feelings i have for harry go away, he feeds my passion but not my love. i hug all of the boys and i tell them i am going for a walk. i walk out of their tour bus and i walk around the parking lot and i see this car sitting in the middle of no where "damn these fans get here early" i think to myself. i see a familiar mop of curly hair and i double take " it can't be him" i approach the car and i see blood on the window and i look in and my entire world comes crashing down around me. it is harry, he came back.

i call 911 and tell them to get here asap

i wait for the ambulance to get there and while they are trying to stop the bleeding and i run into the boys tour bus and scream

"ifoundharryinacarbleedingtodeath"

the all look at me and say "slow the fuck down lou

i repeat myself slower this time " i found harry in a car bleeding to death

they all start crying and it hits me we do need my hazza bear

we call paul and tell him to bring us to mass general hospital we rush there and hope its not to late for my hazza