Locker 17

Chapter 102

*Harry's POV*

"Where the fuck is Louis?" I yell at Niall over the music. He stands up, moving his head next to my ear.

"He left through the back with Dominic!" He yells into my ear. This isn't happening, he's taking the "just being friends" as an advantage to do what he wants to with Dominic.

I'm quick on my feet, bumping into random bodies on my way to the back door. It feels like the door is becoming more distant the closer I get to it. The unimaginable images of Louis and Dominic kissing makes perfect sense of what might be happening. Louis' been all over him since we got here, this whole breaking up shit is turning out to be a big mistake.

Finally, I'm able to reach the door, pushing it open.

"Louis." I whisper, feeling defeated when I see Dominic's arm wrapped around Louis' waist. It might not be what it looks like but it pains me knowing he's grabbing him like that. There's no doubt in my mind Dominic has further intentions with it.

I haven't bothered to look at Louis, when I do I know there's something wrong. I've seen him like this before, back at my house. His face lacking color, his eyes lost in the moment. It's happening again, this isn't normal.

"He wasn't feeling good, so I-" I cut Dominic off before he can finish his sentence. There's a sudden rush of adrenaline going through my body. I'm positive it's the same thing happening again when he was at my house.

"Are you okay?" My body seems to have a mind of their own when I find myself running towards Louis, pulling him to me away from Dominic. I rest his body in my arms, slowly laying him doing onto the floor. The worrying feeling is all too familiar. His lips are turning a light shade of purple, his eyes slowly closing. "Louis don't tell me this is happening again." I whisper, hoping Dominic won't hear me. If he does then fuck it, it'll be better if he knows Louis is mine even if he isn't really mine right now.

His head rests on my arm, turning numb the longer his head is there. This wasn't supposed to happen, but why did it?

I look up at Dominic, his face full of shock and horror. He should be running, getting help. Instead he stands there like a complete idiot. "Go get Niall!" I know I'm yelling but I can't hear myself. Dominic finally snaps back into reality and runs inside to grab Niall.

"Louis!" I yell, turning my focus back to him. As soon as his name falls from my mouth, he closes his eyes completely. Fuck Louis why did this happen! I hate myself right now, I don't know why but I do.

The inhaler. I've been carrying around an inhaler every time I go out with Louis since he passed out last time. I grew paranoid since it happened, not knowing if it would happen again I bought myself an inhaler for Louis' sake. He doesn't know this, no one does. Louis has something that he's just not telling me and it's killing me to know what it is. What if I can help?

My hand digs through my sweater's pocket, it's a small inhaler but a useful one. I spread his lips apart with my fingers, finally gaining entrance to his mouth. Slowly, I place the inhaler in his mouth. It's no use if he's not awake to take it in, fuck. The best thing to do as of right now is to carry him out, there's no way I can wake him.

Carefully, I begin to mount Louis' legs on top of one of my arms, the rest of his body is supported by my other arm that's placed under his back. He feet and arms dangle, motionless.

He's only passed out. He's only passed out.

My brain is trying to break havoc but I won't let it. If it does, sooner or later I won't know what to do and I'll panic. Louis' light, making it easy to carry him. I make my way around the building, there must be a hospital around here somewhere.