"Harry, I wish I could help you recover from this accident but I can't. You need to win this battle with yourself. I know that you can do so prove the doctors wrong that this young kid can win over anything, for me please."

Harry wish he could wake up from this dream but something held him back. What was holding Harry back? He fought Trevor, the voice which tried to kill him, stopped Louis from putting the razor to his skin what else does he need to prove.

The young curly haired boy walked along the dark streets near his home to see a light on in his room. Harry closed his eyes and opened them to see himself in his room with Anne hugging his pillow in tears.

"Harry, I'm so sorry for not being the perfect parent you always wanted. I may not know all about your past but the way you act towards the picture in your room in wasn't great. I just wanted you to be safe when you got here in my life and the new school but no you got in a fight which put you in the hospital all because of the Louis kid. I'm sorry for what I did at the hospital which you would find out later but I was so frustrated and sad that I yelled at Louis then hit him. I felt guilty about it but look at he did to you," Anne cried into Harry pillow. Harry watched Anne as he sat down next to her wishing that he could comfort her in anyway. "Harry, I want you to come back to me please."

Harry hugged Anne leaving with a kiss, "I promise that I will find my way back to you and Louis, I promise."

"Well isn't that sweet. You want to come back to the reality world where no one liked you and the place where you had no opinion in life because you couldn't speak," Harry turned around in surprise to see another mysterious person hiding behind the shadows. The person walked into the light of the room and Harry's jaw dropped to the ground.

"L-Louis?" Harry stuttered. The man that came out of the shadows was the Louis Harry never wanted to see.

This Louis was dressed in black from head to toe, tattoos up and down in neck to his arms, piercings on his lip and down his ear. When Louis smiled, Harry could see a tongue piercing as well. This Louis was the scary version of Harry's Louis, he meant business.

"At least you know who you have to fight against. You thought by winning over Trevor would bring you back to life but you were wrong. I know everything about you. I know about your past life, I know what's going to happened in the present and the future and by the looks of it, it's not going to be easy," Louis chuckled with a smile.

"Leave me alone. You don't know anything about me," Harry's voice was stern towards Louis.

"Maybe, maybe no but what I do know is that you want back to your old self but why? You can't speak there but here you can, you have your own opinion on anything," Louis whispered in Harry's ear sending chills.

Harry stepped away from Louis shaking his head, "No, no stop. Get out of my head!" With that Harry closed his eyes, trying to fight the voice in his head but when he opened them, he saw something incredible. There in the hospital room, Louis lying next to Harry holding his hand, tears stained cheeks, and a small smile on his face. Louis looked happy but Harry knew that Louis was broken, torn apart in the inside. Harry walked over to the sleeping Louis with a smile but as he walked over to him he noticed a piece of paper crumbled up on the ground next to Louis. Harry picked up the piece of paper and read,

Dear Mr. Tomlinson,

I'm sorry but Mr. Styles is just not going to make it because of the lack of blood loss, some of the blood hasn't been enough for his brain to work proper. He is just wasting some of the nurses and I's time. We give Mr. Styles 48 hours until we pull the plug. Have a good day.

Harry looked at himself on the bed. He needed to wake up but how?

"There is no way out of here," Louis said to Harry coming out of the darkness.

"Yes there is, I know it!" Harry grabbed his head and closed his eyes trying to wake himself up.

"Harry listen to me, I've been here before and I know for a fact that you can never escape this hell hole!" Louis tried to grab Harry but Harry pulled away from the grip. "Why do you want to go back to the place where you could never have a voice?"

"Because I feel like that's where I belong! I have people like Louis, Anne and Jay who actually fucking care about me! Ever since the accident they were there! I don't fucking care that I can't talk because I know that I have someone there for me. People can beat the shit out of me or make me feel like shit but I know that they are just asshole who don't have a life! If you think that I want to stay here with me and my voices then your wrong!" Harry yelled at Louis as Louis took a step back against the wall. Louis had fear in his eyes when he looked at Harry. Harry looked at the scared Louis curled up to the wall and all he saw was the little scared curly haired boy who feared anything. Harry walked up to the scared Louis and gave him a hug, "Why are you doing this to me?"

Harry looked at the young boy with a smile, "Because I know what it feels like to not be loved or cared about. I'm sorry for raising my voice at you but the reason why I want to go back is because my life is not over just yet."

Louis looked at Harry with a smile across his face, "Harry you just passed my test. You can now go back to your life but remember, don't let people push you to the point of breaking down. Stand up and be yourself." Harry hugged Louis tighter just when Louis began to slip away from Harry's touch.

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