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Chapter Song : Shadow of The Day by Linkin Park
Louis POV:
Niall comes running into the hallway.
"What the hell mate, I'm sleeping you know!? What's the matter with ya?"
Shit. How am I supposed to answer this ? Oh Harry and I had sex last night and then he called me disgusting and kicked me out , oh and I still love him so I'm just here casually sobbing .
"I um got locked out of my room, and then I uh... got angry and uhhh kicked the door." Sounds pathetic enough to be something I might do .
" Did ya break your toe ? You sure are crying loud, mate "
"Oh..... No , just overtired I guess."
"Oh. Well c'mon in there's a connecting door in my room to yours."
"Thanks, Niall."
"Whatever happened to Nialler? You used to always call me that, now you just don't talk to me as much ."
"Oh. I hadn't realized."
"Yah sure you're alright Lou?"
No.
"Uh yeah, don't worry about it . Can I just cut through now?"
"How 'bout you join us tonight after the show . Me and the boys were going to go out sight seeing and clubbing ?"
"No thanks . I'd rather , I mean I have some other things to do ."
"C'mon Lou it won't be fun without you ."
"I SAID I DON'T FUCKING WANT TO ! DO I SPEAK A FUCKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE TO YOU?"
I push by Niall and enter his room. Liam sits up in Niall's bed. Really, Liam ... why am I not surprised.
"Louis, what was that yelling about ?" Liam asks.
"Mind your own fucking business ." I run into my room via the connecting door and slam it shut.
I run over to the blinds and hastily close them . I curl up in my bed and sit there crying silently ignoring Niall and Liam knocking on the door pleading for me to come out.
I lay in my bed until it's time for the show. I have to be on the tour bus for a pre-show meeting at 11.
Paul greets us all and we sit down . Everyone sits together on the couch . I sit as far away from them as possible. Some representative of management tells us that she wants us to surprise the fans by each picking a new song to sing as a quick solo.
"But , that means we have like 6 hours to practice... that's crazy ," Zayn exclaims, " My voice cannot be perfect with only 6 hours notice ."
"You will all do it , no arguments." Now get to work, the show starts at eight , and Lou wants to see you all at 5 before sound check ."
I know exactly what song I'm going to sing. I've been listening to it constantly lately.
Harry's POV:
Shit. What song to sing ? Oh. I know. Bu the time I decide what song to song I only have an hour to practice it . Lou gets us all ready for the show and we run onstage .
We almost finish the concert and Liam makes the announcement, " thank you! You are all so beautiful and amazing, and we have a surprise for you." The crowds light up with even more phone screens and everyone prepares to record whatever "surprise" is in store for them . Liam finishes, " We have each prepared a solo for you all !" The crowd erupts into screams. "We only had a few hours to prepare them, but we'll try our best ." He's always so positive , why can't I be as perfect as him. No, I am perfect. I am Harry Styles. I could really use a drink.The show's almost over I tell myself .
Niall volunteers to go first. He does a beautiful cover of Riptide by Vance Joy. Zayn does an amazing rendition of Towers by Little Mix. Typical Zayn promoting his fiancé and the band she is in , but I must say he hits the high notes flawlessly. Liam is elected to go next, and he chooses to sing Ed Sheeran's One. It's a beautiful song . I haven't spoken to Ed in a while. I wonder how he's been.
Louis stands up to go next . He takes the stage and shakily grabs the microphone . I can't help, but notice how adorable he is when he's nervous. He doesn't say anything before he starts to sing, he just goes for it . It takes me a little bit to recognise the song, because Louis' unique voice makes it sound so different . It sounds more poetic.
I close both locks below the window
I close both blinds and turn away
Sometimes solutions aren't so simple
Sometimes good bye's the only way
And the sun will set for you
The sun will set for you
And the shadow of the day
Will embrace the world in grey
And the sun will set for you
In cards and flowers on your window
Your friends all plead for you to stay
Sometimes beginnings aren't so simple
Sometimes good bye's the only way
And the sun will set for you
The sun will set for you
And the shadow of the day
Will embrace the world in grey
And the sun will set for you
And the shadow of the day
Will embrace the world in grey
And the sun will set for you
And the shadow of the day
Will embrace the world in grey
And the sun will set for you
It was beautiful really. It was sad too. I know all to well of its relevance . My turn.
Louis' POV:
And the sun will set for you
I finish singing. I probably sounded horrible .I turn around and catch Harry staring at me. What's up his ass? I turn around like I don't notice. He goes up to the mic and the crowd erupts into cheers of "Marry me, Harry!!"
*Flashback*
We're wrestling on the tour bus, giggling like idiots. Harry pecks my cheek every chance he gets and I just sit there so in love . I wasn't actually proposing, but I whisper into his ear "Marry me, Harry".He laughs and kisses me slow and long on the lips before whispering back "Of course".
*end of flashback *
Harry flirts with the crowd for a few seconds and then proceeds to sing this song I've heard all too many times on the radio, it wasn't bad at first , but I'm sick of hearing it.
Sadly, I can't deny that when Harry slows the song down until it's almost a ballad that it sounds practically angelic. Fuck him. oh wait you did Louis.. remember how that turned out ?
I eat my dinner in my bathtub
Then I go to sex clubs
Watching freaky people gettin' it on
It doesn't make me nervous
If anything I'm restless
Yeah, I've been around and I've seen it all
I get home, I got the munchies
Binge on all my Twinkies
Throw up in the tub
Then I go to sleep
And I drank up all my money
Dazed and kinda lonely
You're gone and I gotta stay
High all the time
To keep you off my mind
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
High all the time
To keep you off my mind
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Spend my days locked in a haze
Trying to forget you babe
I fall back down
Gotta stay high all my life
To forget I'm missing you
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Pick up daddies at the playground
How I spend my day time
Loosen up the frown,
Make them feel alive
Oh, make it fast and greasy
I'm numb and way too easy
You're gone and I gotta stay
High all the time
To keep you off my mind
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
High all the time
To keep you off my mind
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Spend my days locked in a haze
Trying to forget you babe
I fall back down
Gotta stay high all my life
To forget I'm missing you
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Staying in my play pretend
Where the fun ain't got no end
Ooh
Can't go home alone again
Need someone to numb the pain
Ooh
Staying in my play pretend
Where the fun ain't got no end
Ooh
Can't go home alone again
Need someone to numb the pain
You're gone and I gotta stay
High all the time
To keep you off my mind
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
High all the time
To keep you off my mind
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Spend my days locked in a haze
Trying to forget you babe
I fall back down
Gotta stay high all my life
To forget I'm missing you
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
"Thank you all" Niall yells as the lights on the stage go out and we all run back stage . Finally, the show is over . Now I have time to myself.
The ride back to the hotel is extremely awkward. Niall and Liam are conflicted as to how to treat me after our little scene in the hallway this morning. Of course, it's awkward between Harry and I , that's more than expected. Zayn picks up on the awkwardness and just keeps to himself on his phone , probably texting Perrie. Shocker.
We get back into the hotel for the last night. Everyone heads up into their rooms to get ready to go out. Zayn, Liam, and Niall are all going together, but Harry, being the self -centered ass he is , has plans of his own. As I get to my room, I realize I never got a key. I ask Paul for one
"How'd you get into your room last night, Louis?"
"Once I realized that I had the wrong key, Niall let me in through his room. there's a connecting door "
Paul buys it . He goes downstairs to the lobby and returns with my key.
I wait about an hour, and then I know everyone is gone . I dig through my bag and find the ring box. I read the all too familiar note , and begin my work. I'm a fucking screw-up. Harry's words ring in my head " Your presence is disgusting". He's right, I'm disgusting. I look in the mirror and I'm appalled . I'm so ugly. I can't do anything right. I'm disgusting . I'm disgusting. I'm disgusting .
I rip off my clothes and lay on the bed naked and sobbing . I'm still sore from last night , and it serves as a reminder of how I screw up everything . I do something I've never done before. I don't save my cutting for my hips. I make deep,quick, jagged lines through all of the "love" bites and bruises that are products of the previous night. I paint a giant H on my stomach . Hot tears are pouring down my face . I'm disgusting . I don't deserve to live, I'm so disgusting. Just to prove it , I write it. Across my chest reads 'I AM DISGUSTING'. I don't bother to clean up the extra blood I lay naked on the bed and scream in pain, in horror, in disgust, in regret. My music plays in the background ,
And the sun will set for you