Disclaimer: This has mentions of suicidal thoughts and cuts. Watch at your own risk.
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Harry POV:
We were driving in a comforting yet empty silence. I brush my thumb against Louis's as I recall the taunting yet hopeful events that occurred in the past hour.
Flashback*
We hastily walk towards Zayn's bathroom, each step echoing tauntingly in my ears. Louis has been in there for over an hour and sounds of his sobs reached our ears leaving a trail of fear behind.
A wave of panic rises in me as I struggle to open the bloody door.
"Lou? Are you in there? Open up boo!"
As I let those words fall out, I hear his sobs growing louder. I desperately bang loudly on the door. Finally Zayn kicks the door open and my eyes sprout with tears as I lay my eyes on the scene before me. In the corner of their bathroom, I spotted a small sobbing boy cramped into a ball of despair. Deep red blood trickles slowly down his wrist as he sat staring at a sharp dagger through teary eyes.

I rush forward with tears flashing across  my eyes and immediately wrap my arms around him. We sit there for about two minutes after the boys decided to leave us alone.
"Why Louis?" I finally sob out.
"Because," he whispers with tears," I hate how I look. I'm ugly and you deserve someone better"
"Your wrong. Your the best someone can ask for and your the most beautiful creature I've ever had the pleasure to meet. I love you Lou." His glassy ocean eyes look up to meet my green as I lean closer into him. I softly brush my lips against his tear stained skin and a small wave of care and hope splashes over us.
"It's going to be okay Louis"

*Flashback ends
I look over to the small man in the passenger seat. His soft featherly hair slightly blowing at the peaking air from the window. His ocean blue eyes twinkle with an overload of despair and a pinch of hope. I just wish I could find out what that boy was thinking. Louis had always been the happy one, the one to make others laugh but now his mask has cracked. I slowly brush my finger over his hand and I can see his face easing up with each moment that goes by.
He leans in my touch as I pull him closer to my chest.
Within minutes, he falls in a deep slumber of care and happiness. I close my eyes as the strings of sleep pull me in into unconsciousness.
Niall P.O.V:
I glance over at the sleeping couple in the back seat. My lips stretch out to form a small smile as recall all the memories we had together.
I know they'll have struggles and fights but I know they'll make it out together.
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I apologise for any spelling and/or grammatical errors:)