Something More

Part 25

-Louis-

"Louis."

I turned around and saw a soaking wet Harry. Who still had blood on his arms. His teeth were chattering together.

"Harry." I cried and ran to him and hugged him as tight as I possibly could.

"Louis, I'm sorry."

"I know."

"I don't know what's going on with me." He began to sob.

"Shhh, I know."

"I'm scared Louis. I have never in my life done this."

"It's going-" I cut myself off. "We'll figure this out."

"Okay."

"Zayn, I found him." I yelled.

"I'm coming."

"Listen Harry, Can we talk about it later?"

"I guess."

"Okay."

"Oh Harry. Oh my gosh. We thought- we thought-"

"Yeah I know what you thought. I thought so too." He cut Zayn off.

"Let's go home then, I'll call the police and tell them we found you and then I'll call your mom."

"Okay."

I took Harry's hand.

"Come on Haz, lets go back to the car."

"Okay."

"I'll turn up the heat when we get in. Does that sounds okay?"

"Yeah."

"Harry."

"Louis." He said turning towards my face. His eyes glossy.

"Why?"

"Louis, can we please wait."

"Fine, I just-"

"You said we could wait."

"Okay, we'll wait."

We made it back to Zayn's car. Me and Harry took the back seats. Zayn got in shortly after.

"I'll drop you guys off at Harry's."

"Okay." Harry said.

***

I thanked Zayn about a million times before getting out of the car. Harry was passed out next to me, so I carried him in. I sat him on the couch and grabbed lots of blankets to wrap him in. At this point he probably was beginning to feel sick from being so outside in the rain for so long. I wouldn't be surprised if when he woke up he had a cold.

It didn't take long for him to wake up though. Not even a minute after I gave him the blankets. I was sitting at the kitchen table when he walked over to me and put his hand in my shoulder.

"I'm gonna go get something else on and then... let's figure this out."

"Okay." I smiled. He gave a slight smile and headed up the stairs.

-Harry-

I don't know what was going though my mind honestly. I'm trying to process what I just did. I cut again, which is not even my main worry at this point. Don't think I'm blowing it off because I can't do that, but I mean I just ran away. I can't really comprehend why I wanted to do it in that very moment.

Did I want it all to end? Then and there maybe, but Its just it's so confusing. That's what creeps me out the most, not knowing or processing what was going on in my own mind at that time. Why did it happen all of a sudden? Was I actually going insane? No, I'm fine. I feel okay right now.