light - having a considerable or sufficient amount of natural light; not dark.

Haz's POV

I notice that Lou is not is school today, and that cannot mean anything good. I only notice that the beginning of third period, though. We have English together, yet he is not here. I quickly text him to make sure he is okay. I am sure he may just be sick or tired or something of that sort. Yet, I worry. Is he okay? My mind in running wild with my thoughts getting worse and worse. I get a reply and I immediately check it.

"Harry, please phone away during my lesson. You know that."

I cannot breath, and it feels as though my chest is tightening by the second. Lou's text read, "help me." I jump out of my seat, and regardless of the teacher's hectic complaints, I just run. I run to Lou's house. I do not know how or when I got his address, but I remember. My mind was focused on one mission. Get. To. Lou. As. Soon. As. Possible. Once I arrive at the step, I see the door is not locked. I hope that he is here, but what if he is not? I cannot think about that now, so I run some more. I open every door that I see, and I can not find Lou. I feel tears fall down my cheeks. I call out over and over again.

"L-LOU"

What if he did not need help here? The final door I open is the one of the bathroom, and I see him. I see him and his scares and his blood. I sit him up, and I see him open one of his eyes.

"H-haz," he says meekly.

"L-lou I need to call an ambulance what is going on-"

"Please do not call an ambulance, I will t-te-" his eyes shut again.

I needed to stop the bleeding. I saw that there was some bandage in the bathroom cupboard. Thank god it was open. I carefully wrap the bandage around his arm. I took an emergency health course just a few month ago, so I could do this. I could do this, for him. I can think straight for him. He lost a lot of blood, so he needs sugars and carbs. I carefully lift him in my arms. I am not sure how, but I manage it.

I see a sofa in the front room.

I place a pillow under his head and lay him down.

I ran into the kitchen and check the fridge. I see a little bit of orange juice, so I grab that. I also put on two pieces of toast as well as get some butter out of the fridge. There are some plates that look clean, so I put one on the desk. I go next to him, and I check to see if he is going to wake up.

"Lou, Louis, please wake up, Lou-" I had not realized I was sobbing until now. I see his eyes open.

"Ha-a-"

"Do not talk, just drink this," I say as I hand him a glass.

"I-i cannot drink this it is for Adrian and he-"

"Louis do not be an idiot, I will get you more juice," I said wondering why he could not just get some more. I hear the toaster pop, and I grab the toast and put it on a plate. I also see a knife and butter it. I then bring the plate to Lou. I sit, and he eats. He looks really pale, yet he is also gaining colour again.

"Lou please tell me what is going on," I say once he is finished.

I can barely hear anything he is saying, but I lean my ear close to his mouth. I listen to his partially audible whisper.

louis pov

i tell him

i tell him everything

mum left when i came out

dad and mum had been fighting often

dad blamed me when mum left

it was the final tear final divide

i did not get a chance to say goodbye

she left without a second glance back

adrian was too young

he has a seldom memory of her

i poisoned her life just like the rest of my family

dad got drunk

a lot

only goes to work and gets drunk

i take care of adrian

he hits me on occasion

though it is rare that he does not verbally abuse me

i put the only person i love up for adoption because we can narrowly afford food

so i work

so i shop

so i cook

so i help adrian with his homework

so i do not have friends

so i do not have as much time to study

so i do not go out

there it is

i started crying and he held me

i do not know why

i guess he cared

it was nice he cared

he held me

it was nice for someone to hold me

i do not remember people holding me much

i feel safer

i do not remember feeling safer

we both fell asleep

i feel the mental drain but i always feel like this

for haz it is new 

never felt it

never felt the dark

only the light on the eastside

leave me please

love me please

help me please

it was three when my phone's alarm went off

"got to go, haz"

"where?"

"pick up a"

"can i come?"

"why?"

"you are special and i like spending time with you"

"do not pity me"

"i am not i just like having a different friend"

"we are friends"

"if you consider someone who kinda just saved you life a friend"

"well i did not want to be saved"

"i wanted you to be saved"

"no one want me to be saved"

"adrian and i beg to differ"

"i cant"

"hold on, lou"

"why?"

"light at the end of the tunnel"

"all i see is dark"

"maybe i could be a bit of light?"

"never had light cannot see it now"

"well ill make you see it"

"like to see you try"

and he did

he did try

he told me stories of his youth and it made me smile

he is funny

so i pick up adrian and he buys us ice cream

adrian says he likes my new friend

and i say i like him too