Chapter 49

Harry's POV

~~the next morning~~

I'd have to say, I'm feeling a bit better, Louis has cheered me up a lot, it's just been the two of us together, last night I pretty much cried myself to sleep, he held me the whole time, when I woke up in the middle of the night crying (who knows why? I was tired) he was there, right next to me, he hugged me and rocked back and fourth telling me I'd be ok. Why does he bother to put up with me? I'm so annoying, well that's how feel, he says he loves taking care of me, can that be true? And do I even need to be taken care of? I'm fine....I think.

We've been sitting on my bed, talking for ages, I enjoy times like these, it's just us, no one else. Louis looked down at me, smiling and poking my dimples when I grinned at him. I was laying on the bed, my head in his lap, we played with each others hands and then he pinched my cheek.

"owwww" I whined, rubbing my cheek and sticking my tongue out, he snickered, and kissed it, "there. better?" I covered my mouth and giggled.

"You're so adorable, Hazz"

My smile widened, I love it when he says that.

He began playing with my hair, and leaned in, kissing my nose. I laughed and pushed him away, "that tickles"

He grinned and did it again. I giggled, which he seemed to enjoy. He stared at me and sighed. I raised my eyebrows "what's wrong?"

"Nothing, can't I just admire you?"

I blushed and grabbed a pillow, hiding my face. "Nooo, you can't. There's nothing to admire"

He gently pulled the pillow away from my face.

"Yes, there is. You're beautiful, with or without the cuts, you have an amazing voice, your laugh is adorable, as well as you. You're sweet and so kind" he paused, stroking my cheek "and, you're mine"

I stared at him in amazement, did he just? I'm his? But does he mean it? Most people say they care about me but they leave in the end...will Louis be the same?

I gazed into his gorgeous blue eyes, "I'm yours?"

He nodded, rolling up my sleeve and kissing the cuts. "Forever and always, you are mine"

I wanted to believe it, I did, there was just something inside of me telling me he was wrong...

How could he love me? I don't really have a nice body anymore...would he really want to be seen with me while I'm covered in cuts and scars? I feel like giving up on my career, I won't ever do that, it's just tiring...

How could he love a suicidal person? I'd feel like I wouldn't be good enough for him, what he wakes up one day and I'm gone? I...I just don't know, how could he want me? Forever?

I twirled his hair around my finger, "why would you love me even with the cuts..?" Ok stupid question, but I wanted to know.

He stroked my cheek again, "I think people who cut deserve more love than anyone, don't you?"

I nodded, biting my lip,

"y-yeah..but I'm me and-"

He bent over, softly kissing me and shook his head "I'm glad that you're you"

"But what about Eleanor?" I regretted asking that...of course he loves her...doesn't he?

His face dropped, he bit his lip and put his head down. "We...uh....well she broke up with me..."

My eyes filled with tears, only because I felt I ruined their relationship...

"Why?" I asked, taking his hand in mine and squeezing it.

He sighed "well...she said she hated the way I treated her at the bar that one night, I don't know what I did, I apologized but she wouldn't hear of it....she also said I never "spend any time with her" she said I was always....with you"

He sighed, wiping his eyes.

"I'm sorry Lou...I know how much you loved her"

He laughed, although it sounded sad.

"I-I never loved her...sure she was an amazing friend, but...I didn't love her....I loved someone else"

My eyes widened, I squeezed his hand, "who is she?" I'm happy for him I guess...

He lifted my chin up, so I was looking into his eyes. "His name is Harry Styles"

A few tears slid down my cheek, he loves me. He really loves me?! All this time...how could I have not noticed it? Here I thought he was in love with Eleanor...I thought each time he kissed me he was just playing around, like friends do.

I wiped my eyes and smiled through tears, "I love you, too"

He kissed me again, all though this time it felt real, not like before when I thought he was just doing it to shut me up.

He slowly pulled away, tears in his eyes, "I love you so much"

I sat up and laid my head on his shoulder "I love you, more. Lou"

He hugged me and rubbed my back, "I'm never leaving you, I promise"

"ok" was all I could manage, I was crying nonstop, but I was happy this time, for once in my life, I felt loved.

The story isn't over yet xx I still have a lot more to write, I just wanted Harry to know Louis loves him xD