What Ever Happened to Harry Styles? (One Direction)

Chapter 16

“How could you?!” Paul’s voice boomed throughout the flat, making Louis shrink back in his chair.

“I-I don’t-”

“I’m not done,” Paul’s stern voice broke in as he put his hand up, signaling for Louis to stop talking. “Don’t you understand how irresponsible that was? How selfish that was? Dammit Louis, the only reason your getting a new phone is because Liam had to beg me that you were just too upset and weren’t thinking!” Paul pulled a new iPhone out of his pocket and tossed it at Louis.

Louis stared down at the iPhone, tears in his eyes. He refused to look up at Paul, knowing the moment he did the tears would start pouring out of him like a fucking waterfall. “S-Sorry.”

“Sorry doesn’t cut it Lou! You cant just go running off like that!” Paul threw his hands up in the air as he spoke, becoming more and more aggravated.

Louis nodded and sunk back into the couch more. He was sitting alone in his and Harry’s flat, Paul lecturing him. Paul had forced all of the other lads out of the house earlier that morning once everyone had woken up. Louis begged to have at least one of them stay, just for support, but Paul refused and kicked them all out.

“Louis you’re not even listening!” Paul groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. “This isn’t you Lou. You‘re normally never like this. Irresponsible yes, upset and quiet no.”

Louis shrugged, eyes not leaving the floor. Paul looked at the boy, noticing how the tears were now freely falling down his cheeks. “Louis can you tell me what’s really wrong?”

Louis sniffled once Paul took a seat besides him on the couch. “E-Everything…”

“Define everything.”

Louis put his head in his hands, lightly tugging at his already messy hair. “Harry hates me. He’s terrified of me and he refuses to even be in the same room, scratch that, same flat as me. Even at movie night the other night I was picking out a movie and he came upstairs to help and once he saw I was picking out the movie he just said he’d leave and then I said Hazza don’t leave and he flipped out on me saying only people he trusted could call him that! I’m just losing my best mate and I cant fucking take it much longer!” Louis rant ended in a verbal explosion, causing his body to shake with heart wrenching sobs.

Paul immediately wrapped his arms around the boy; he acted as if he didn’t hug Louis and hold him together, he would shatter completely. “Louis,” Paul spoke softly, rubbing his back. “Louis calm down, it’ll be alright.”

“N-No it wont!” Louis cried out, shaking as he tried taking a deep breath. “Th-The doctor said he should be regaining little memories here and there and he isn’t! He isn’t remembering anything and it’s not fair!” Louis’ sobs became louder once he finished, burying his face into Paul’s shoulder.

Paul stared down at the sobbing boy, rubbing his back gently. He had no idea what to say to him, so he decided just to stay quiet for this one. Thoughts floated through his head as he held the sobbing boy close. How come Harry’s memory hasn’t started to return yet? Why would Harry hate Louis? How come none of the other boys seem to care?

Questions buzzed through his mind and he didn’t even realize Louis was fast asleep. Louis had his head rested on Paul’s chest, curled up in a ball, and he was biting on the tip of his thumb; and old habit of his besides sleepwalking.

Paul’s phone buzzed, snapping him out of his thoughts. He slowly rose to his feet, laying Louis down fully on the couch, and walked over to the table where his phone was.

From: Liam

Can we come back yet? Niall’s complaining he’s hungry and we decided were gonna go out for lunch and Louis should come.