Chapter 22

Louis's POV

"Harry, self harms.." I said again, making sure they heard me.

Liam's eyes widened, "what?!"

"LEMME SEE"

"No Niall, you'll just make it worse"

"NO I WON'T LET ME SEE"

"Niall, bro stop you're making him cry"

"I JUST WANT TO SEE"

"That's enough boys!"

Niall hung his head.

"That's what I was saying" Zayn sighed, "but no one" he paused dramatically, "listens to me"

Harry was in tears, he'd curled up on the couch with his hands over his ears,

"SEE NIALL? YOU MADE HIM CRY!" Zayn yelled, pointing.

"Wasn't me mate, you keep shoutin at m" Niall said, crossing his arms.

"If you guys can't be quiet get out! Harry obviously needs help, screaming at him won't do any good" Liam sad, raising his voice.

"Sorry" Niall and Zayn muttered.

I sat next to Harry and put my arm around him. He grabbed my shirt and wiped his eyes on it.

Liam walked over and sat on the coffee table in front of the couch,

"How long has this been going on?" He asked, calmly, folding his arms and looking at Harry.

"I-I don't w-wanna talk about it.." Harry sniffed, wiping his nose.

Liam sighed, "but I need to know, we can get you some help or-"

"I DON'T NEED HELP!" Harry shouted, getting up to leave, I pulled him back into my lap and ran my fingers through his messy hair. He looked up into my eyes, "please no, I'm fine really, I-I am"

"No Harry, you're not...but we'll help you, don't worry." I replied,kissing the top of his head.

Niall came running over and flopped on the couch, startling Harry. "Watch it" I growled, pulled Harry closer to me.

"Can I see now? I'm being "calm" you happy Liam?" Niall snorted, glaring at Liam.

"Niall put his arm down" Liam sighed, putting his hand over his face and shaking his head.

Niall stared at Harry, "can I?" Before Harry could answer, Niall starting rolling up his sleeve. "Woah! um....I mean.."

Harry pulled his arm out of Niall's reach and held it to his chest, "that's why you shouldn't have looked" Harry, groaned, covering his face.

"I'm really sorry Harry..." Niall whispered, for once Niall didn't have much to say.

"Are you gonna tell the fans?" Zayn asked, scooting closer to us.

Harry bit his lip and shook his head, "I don't want anyone to know.."

"Harry" Liam began, "I'm pretty sure some people already do know, you don't go swimming anymore, you never take off your shirt, and you've been wearing long sleeves for months...even in 90 degree weather"

"I-I don't think they know.."

"I know you don't want to believe it, but I'm sure some people already know.."

~~later that night~~

We all tried to cheer Harry up by watching a movie, Liam wanted to watch Toy Story, so we did. I held Harry in my lap while we were on the couch, wrapped in a blanket. It was one of the best nights I'd had with the boys and Harry, in weeks. It was just like old times...

Sorry, it may not be the best chapter, I was in a hurry, I had chores :p

The next one will be better.