Here's To Us! (A Zarry/Larry Story)
Please Eat Harry.
Louis P.O.V
The whole night I was frightened to get some sleep just incase Harry woke up in the middle of the night and tried to do something stupid. I know exactly how he feels I've been through this before, and I did some pretty regrettable things. I don't want Harry doing what I did and getting stuck the way I did. Morning eventually comes round and I struggle to keep my eyes open. I feel Harry move in my lap, rubbing his head again my crotch. I gently lift his weak body up and sit him up.
"Curls come on. Time to get up. I'll make you a lovely fry up how does that sound?" I mumble softly in his ear. His dark eyes start to open.
"what time is it?" he panics. "babe it's bbb alright. You okay?" I ask cupping his face. He nods softly leaning in for a kiss. I kiss him passionately, pulling him closer. He runs his fingers through my hair. I love the way he does that.
"how does that fry up sound?" I ask my lips still pressed to his
"sounds great" he mumbles back. I take him over to the table and sit him down slowly. I begin to make him a big fry up and serve it to him.
"careful it's hot" I smile sitting down next to him. I lay my hand on top of his as I watch him eat. He eats a tiny bit of egg and looks at me.
"I'm not that hungry" he mumbles sitting back,
"Harry I can hear your stomach rumbling. Now eat. Please." I sigh looking into his eyes
"I'm not hungry!" he growls pushing the plate away
"Harry eat it." I push the plate towards him
"No!" he yells slamming his fists down before storming off upstairs. I sigh and lay my head in my hands, well that went to plan. I go upstairs to find Harry laying in bed curled up slightly.
"baby I'm sorry." I sit down next to him placing a hand on his thigh. He grunts deeply not looking up at me. Since Zayn and him had been dating he seemed to have got more violent. The only person who he seemed to listen to was Niall. Maybe I should get Niall to speak to Harry, see if Niall could get him to eat and talk about his feelings.
Nialls P.O.V
Last time I saw my mates was when Harry had a violent break out. Eleanor and Lou moved to LA to complete their courses, I was left to go home. Luckily I found someone to spend time with, her name is Ellie. She's absolutely beautiful, I really like her she's at mine most nights and we're always together. Tonight we were meant to be spending the night together but Louis called me up earlier this morning so now I have to spend the day there. If I'm honest Harry scares me a bit, but he's my mate so I have to go. Louis picks me up around 12 and dashes back to his.
"what's the rush?" I ask holding on tightly to my seat.
"I'm afraid that if I leave Harry too long he'll do something stupid." Lou mumbles quickly. At this point even I panic a bit, I knew Harry's past and it was never good. We finally pull up on the drive and dash for the door, Lou struggles unlock it but soon does and we both dash in to look for him. We split up, I search downstairs, Louis looks up. It's not been seconds and I hear a sickening cry from Louis. I sprint up to him to find Harry's bleeding body in his arms.
"What The Hell Was Going Through Your Mind Harry! You Have People Who Love You! What Was You Thinking!" Louis sobs holding Harry close.
"Don't just stand there Niall! call for an ambulance!" He screams in fear at me. I slide my phone out of my pocket and call the paramedics. I kneel beside Louis and Harry until they arrive which eventually they do. Harry is rushed to hospital with Louis by his side the whole way. I was meeting them up there as I was going to pick Ellie up along the way but even before I'd got to the end of the drive everything went tits up. I was out of the car. No longer than a minute and I feel something hard smack the back of my head. Next thing I know I'm tied up in the boot and the car is moving rather quickly. At this point in time I'm so confused that I haven't realised what is going on. It eventually kicks in when I piece it together. I'd be kidnapped, taken by a stranger. I yell and scream for helping before feeling that same hard object hit the back of my head. Am I going to die? I don't want to die...
The whole night I was frightened to get some sleep just incase Harry woke up in the middle of the night and tried to do something stupid. I know exactly how he feels I've been through this before, and I did some pretty regrettable things. I don't want Harry doing what I did and getting stuck the way I did. Morning eventually comes round and I struggle to keep my eyes open. I feel Harry move in my lap, rubbing his head again my crotch. I gently lift his weak body up and sit him up.
"Curls come on. Time to get up. I'll make you a lovely fry up how does that sound?" I mumble softly in his ear. His dark eyes start to open.
"what time is it?" he panics. "babe it's bbb alright. You okay?" I ask cupping his face. He nods softly leaning in for a kiss. I kiss him passionately, pulling him closer. He runs his fingers through my hair. I love the way he does that.
"how does that fry up sound?" I ask my lips still pressed to his
"sounds great" he mumbles back. I take him over to the table and sit him down slowly. I begin to make him a big fry up and serve it to him.
"careful it's hot" I smile sitting down next to him. I lay my hand on top of his as I watch him eat. He eats a tiny bit of egg and looks at me.
"I'm not that hungry" he mumbles sitting back,
"Harry I can hear your stomach rumbling. Now eat. Please." I sigh looking into his eyes
"I'm not hungry!" he growls pushing the plate away
"Harry eat it." I push the plate towards him
"No!" he yells slamming his fists down before storming off upstairs. I sigh and lay my head in my hands, well that went to plan. I go upstairs to find Harry laying in bed curled up slightly.
"baby I'm sorry." I sit down next to him placing a hand on his thigh. He grunts deeply not looking up at me. Since Zayn and him had been dating he seemed to have got more violent. The only person who he seemed to listen to was Niall. Maybe I should get Niall to speak to Harry, see if Niall could get him to eat and talk about his feelings.
Nialls P.O.V
Last time I saw my mates was when Harry had a violent break out. Eleanor and Lou moved to LA to complete their courses, I was left to go home. Luckily I found someone to spend time with, her name is Ellie. She's absolutely beautiful, I really like her she's at mine most nights and we're always together. Tonight we were meant to be spending the night together but Louis called me up earlier this morning so now I have to spend the day there. If I'm honest Harry scares me a bit, but he's my mate so I have to go. Louis picks me up around 12 and dashes back to his.
"what's the rush?" I ask holding on tightly to my seat.
"I'm afraid that if I leave Harry too long he'll do something stupid." Lou mumbles quickly. At this point even I panic a bit, I knew Harry's past and it was never good. We finally pull up on the drive and dash for the door, Lou struggles unlock it but soon does and we both dash in to look for him. We split up, I search downstairs, Louis looks up. It's not been seconds and I hear a sickening cry from Louis. I sprint up to him to find Harry's bleeding body in his arms.
"What The Hell Was Going Through Your Mind Harry! You Have People Who Love You! What Was You Thinking!" Louis sobs holding Harry close.
"Don't just stand there Niall! call for an ambulance!" He screams in fear at me. I slide my phone out of my pocket and call the paramedics. I kneel beside Louis and Harry until they arrive which eventually they do. Harry is rushed to hospital with Louis by his side the whole way. I was meeting them up there as I was going to pick Ellie up along the way but even before I'd got to the end of the drive everything went tits up. I was out of the car. No longer than a minute and I feel something hard smack the back of my head. Next thing I know I'm tied up in the boot and the car is moving rather quickly. At this point in time I'm so confused that I haven't realised what is going on. It eventually kicks in when I piece it together. I'd be kidnapped, taken by a stranger. I yell and scream for helping before feeling that same hard object hit the back of my head. Am I going to die? I don't want to die...
11/24/13