One Direction Boy x Boy One Shots

"There is no true happiness" ~Nouis

A/N: hey guys sorry i haven't updated in a while. Ive been so busy with school and color guard. Ive had this story written for a while and i was debating posting it but i feel like you guys deserve an update from me. I cant promise another one for a while but ill try my hardest to update as much as i can. Thanks for all the support :) ~leanne

When Niall left, Louis's whole world fell apart. Louis didn't know what to do with himself. Niall was Louis's life. Niall was the reason Louis woke up in the morning, the reason Louis smiled, the reason Louis was alive. Without Niall, Louis was nothing.

After Niall left him, Louis was in a state of depression. Weeks later, he left One Direction because he couldn't be in the same room as the blonde boy. Louis moved into a small flat where he could be all by himself, the way he thought would be the rest of his life. He completely removed himself from society. The only time he would leave his flat was to get the only things he needed: food, drugs, and beer. Thats all he really needed.

One morning, Louis woke up from another horrible night and stumbled into the bathroom. He looked himself in the mirror and chuckled at his appalling appearance. He opened the cabinet underneath the sink and pulled out an old razor. He held it tight in his hand as he slashed his wrist once again. He watched as the red liquid poured out of his veins. Louis was satisfied with his work. He went into his closet and pulled out a new long sleeved shirt and a sweatshirt. He put on a pair of black skinny jeans and head out the door. He put his hood up and a cigarette in his mouth as he walked down the streets of London. The 21-year-old walked past many happy people and smirked at the "stupidity" of each one. "There is no true happiness," Louis thought to himself. "They're all just lying to themselves. They're setting themselves up for failure." He continued to walk until he reached his destination, an old alley way. He slowly walked down the alley until he reached an old wooded door. He knocked on the door 3 times before someone shouted "Who's there!?"
"It's Louis," he replied. "C'mon, Frank, let me in! I need a fix."
The sound of 5 unlocking locks was the next thing Louis heard until he was pulled by his sweatshirt. The door was quickly closed and locked behind him. A man about the same height as Louis stood in front of him. The man had a buzz cut and was wearing a torn up tank top with jeans with tons of holes in them. "Hey Louis," the man said with a Scottish accent.
"Yo Frank. Im just here for the stuff." Frank shrugged as he walked over to his large cabinet. He pulled out a large box that had Louis's name written on it. Frank opened the box and pulled out 2 bags: one with a white powder and one with a green, leafy substance. Frank placed the 2 bags in front of Louis and stuck his hand out, looking for his end of the deal. Louis stuck his hand in his pocket and fished for his wallet. When he found it, he gave Frank 4 hundred dollar bills. Frank took the money and Louis took the bags. They exchanged one more look as Louis walked out the door. Louis then proceeded towards his next stop. Once he reached the liquor store, he bought enough alcohol for a party. He took all of his groceries home and began his work. He opened a bottle of beer and began drinking. He drank 3 bottles before proceeding to his next step. He pulled out the bag of white powder and a razor, opposite the one he used that morning. Louis pour a small amount of the powder onto a cutting board and used the razor to separate it into 4 lines. He inhaled the aroma of each line carefully until there was nothing left on the cutting board. He felt his high kick in not too long after. This was the only time he felt relaxed in his life. He turned on his tv and drank to the news. His drunken/high self laughed at all of the stupid entertainment news. He continuously laughed until he heard something that caught his attention. "In other news, One Direction seems to not be doing to well. Since the disappearance of Louis Tomlinson, the band has not been able to recover from the loss." Louis threw the bottle at the tv and watched it smash against the glass screen. Whatever alcohol was left shot out and splatted on the walls. Louis stumbled to his window and looked at the street below. He watched one particular couple walking down the street, holding hands. A furious/drunk Louis stumbled out his flat and onto the street. He walked up to the couple and drunkly said "You two make me sick. You aren't in love like you think you are. There is no such thing as love. Its all made up. You two are just gonna break up and be miserable for the rest of your lives. Happiness and love is just the make up that depression puts on every morning. And it all washes off when bad things happen. So enjoy that 'happiness' while you can. Cuz pretty soon, it'll all disappear." Louis stumbled away from the confused lovers and back up to his flat. He plopped down on his couch. Tears filled his sea green eyes. "I cant take this anymore," he cried. He walked into his bathroom to take one last look at himself. He was disgusted with his appearance. He walked back into the main room of his flat as he pulled a rope out from under his couch. He tied it to a lone pipe on his ceiling and tied the other end to his neck. He stood on a chair as he pulled out a small picture out of his pocket. He stared at the picture and began to cry again. "This is all your fault. Your fault I'm like this. Your fault my life ends here." He crumbled up the picture of Niall in his hand and threw it next to him. Louis closed his eyes and took his last breath before kicking the chair out of his way. His body hung from the ceiling as he started to loose consciousness.

Louis abruptly woke up in a bright white room. He looked around and there was nothing but medical equipment around him. When he realized where he was, he leaned back onto the bed and groaned. He knew who brought him there. But the question was: how? Just then, a familiar figure walked into the room. The figure realized that Louis was awake and ran to give him a hug. Before he could give his former boyfriend a hug, Louis stuck his hand out to stop the blonde boy. "Stop Niall."
"But Louis," Niall insisted.
"Niall, you realize once i get out of here I'm going back to my flat. Back to my life without you."
"No you aren't Louis!"
"I just had a weak moment in my life. Now leave me alone."
"Louis," Niall stated. "Im not gonna give up on you. I never did. Ive always loved you. I broke up with you because i thought you deserved better than me. Im so sorry i put you through all of this Louis. Im so sorry." Niall ran out of the room crying. Louis felt a slight amount of guilt, but not guilty enough to chase after him. Louis just didn't care.
"You've really changed Lou," a deep, raspy voice called from the hallway. "What happened to the fun and caring Louis we all once knew?"
"Harry?" Louis asked.
"Well? What happened to that Louis?" Harry asked as he leaned against the door frame.
"The old me is long gone and has no interest in returning," Louis rudely stated.
"You know, Niall is only trying to help," Harry said as he walked in the room. "Niall really cares about you. You are all he talks about. He really loves you. But all you care about is yourself. You know it's not his fault you left the group, it's not his fault you turned to drugs and alcohol, it's not his fault you tried to kill yourself. It's your fault. It's your fault you let this get so bad. So go back to your drug filled life. Go back to being all alone. But you know what, no one will be there. Because you pushed away all the people who actually cared." Harry began to walk out the door but Louis called back for him.
"Do you just expect me to take him back when he practically ripped my heart out and stomped on it thousands of times?" Louis asked.
"Of course i don't. But i expect you to take his help. If you aren't letting him help you, I'm gonna help you. You are coming with me once you get out of here."
Louis didn't say anything. He didn't agree or disagree. He just sat there and stared at the curly headed boy. Tears filled his eyes as his head dropped down into his palms.
"Harry," Louis cried. "I need help."
Harry smirked as he walked over to his best friend. He wrapped his arms around the crying boy and held him as he sobbed.
A few days later, Louis was taken from the hospital to a local rehab center. There he learned how to control and put an end to his drug and alcohol addictions. He was very enthusiastic the entire time because of a single motivation. A few short months later, Louis was released and felt better.
Harry picked Louis up from the rehab center and took Louis to the boy's house. While Louis was in rehab, the other boys sold Louis's old flat and had his drug dealer arrested. When Harry pulled up to the house, old memories of the good times Louis had with the others flew in his head. "Harry, before we go in, can i tell you something?" Louis asked.
"Of course," Harry responded.
"When i was in rehab, i realized something. I realized that happiness does exist. You just need to not let things get to you. Bad things happen all the time and you need to get past it before it takes over your life."
Harry smiled at his best friend. "Welcome back, Lou," he whispered as he hugged Louis. The two boys walked up the long driveway and into the house. When Louis walked in, Liam and Zayn attacked him. They hugged Louis and told him how proud they were and how much they missed him. Louis heard everything they were saying but all he could see was Niall, who was standing in the background. Liam and Zayn let go of Louis and he walked over to the blonde boy. Niall smiled as Louis wrapped his arms around his waist.
"You know Niall," Louis said "The whole time i was in rehab, i thought of you. You were my motivation to get better." Before Niall could say anything, Louis placed his lips on Niall's. Louis had been waiting for this kiss since the day they broke up. Their lips moved in perfect sync. Sparks were flying all over the place and Louis loved it. The two pulled apart and leaned their heads against each other's forehead.
"I love you Louis. Im so happy youre better," Niall said.
"I love you too Niall," Louis replied. "I don't want to ever go down that path again."
Just as they were about to kiss again, the other 3 boy pounced on top of the couple. All 5 shared a good laugh. As the laughter died down, Louis and Niall grabbed each others hand and Louis screamed "TOMMO'S BACK!!!!"