Chapter 70

~~I worked on this chapter a long time so I hope you guys like it~~

Harry's POV

I'd been in the hospital a few days now. It's horrible, there's absolutely nothing to do. I mean NOTHING. I'm not allowed to leave my room, some days they say I have to stay in bed, and worst of all I have to be "watched" the doctor said that I might try to kill myself again and I need to be supervised. But believe me, I'll never try that again, as long as I live. No matter how bad things get, never again. I can't describe how terrifying it was knowing I was dying and there wasn't a thing I could do about it...

After I'd taken the pills I started having second thoughts about the whole thing, I didn't want to be dead, I just wanted to be saved. Saved from all of the horrible people in this world, why they hate me I'll never know...I try not to let it get to me, and it's been a major struggle. I can't say it's easy, because it's not. I was in the bathroom cutting my wrists yesterday, having a complete break down. I was bawling and screaming for Louis. I wouldn't open the door for anyone unless it was Louis, no matter how much the nurses yelled at me, I wouldn't listen. When Louis did show up, he quietly entered the bathroom and held me close telling me everything would be fine.

I'd have to say he's supported me the most out of anyone, the boys and our fans have been so understanding and kind, but, Louis is there for me when they can't be. When I'm crying in the middle of the night, debating whether or not to take my own life, he's there. He's missed three concerts because of me, and I feel horrible about it...he's been coming to the hospital everyday to see me. He stayed here over night a few times until they kicked him out. I didn't know if I could make it without him, but I did.

He's suppose to be here in an hour to visit me again, and I can't tell you how excited I am, once I'm out of here he promised to move back in with me and he told me he's never leaving me again. No matter what people say or if he loses his job because of it, he said he loves me, I'm all he needs.

It's about 2:00 in the afternoon and I've been in bed the whole day, ugh. I'd have to admit, the first week of staying in bed and resting was heaven, but now it's terribly boring and annoying. A nurse checks on me about every 25 minutes and asks the same question " how are you feeling?"

I swear I'm going insane from boredom.

I'm also not allowed to have my phone until I'm released from the hospital, they don't want me having any contact with people other than my family and the boys. It's stupid if you ask me.

I've been staring out the window beside my bed for ages, there's absolutely nothing to do...

Just then my nurse poked her head in my room and smiled

"There's someone here to see you"

It must be Louis, finally. But he's really early. He usually comes at about 3:30 I'm not complaining though.

The nurse opened the door and in stepped a guy with brown hair, it wasn't Louis though. It was Edward's friend...why is he here?

He thanked the nurse and she shut the door, he pulled a chair up next to my bed and bit his lip.

"h-hi..I'm Seth"

I stared at him and nodded. Why is he here? Did Edward send him? Something about him remained me of Edward, actually. They had the same nose and mouth. His hair was light brown, a bit like Liam's color. His hair was straight and messy, and his eyes, again like Edward's but instead of piercing blue they were dark brown and very kind looking. He was dressed in black skinny jeans and a blue plad shirt, he was about my height and really skinny.

After introducing himself, he began apologizing for Edward, he said he was so sorry about what had happened, (not Edward, Seth) he said Edward was very immature and an idiot. He didn't need to tell me that I already know.

"Again, I'm really sorry he hurt you so much...he never listens to me anymore..." Seth mumbled, staring down at his hands and biting his lip nervously.

"He doesn't listen to anyone" I grumbled, rolling my eyes.

"I..I know...please don't hate him. He's actually a great guy..."

"Ha. Yeah right. He's the reason I did this, I hate him more than anyone"

"I understand...but my brother didn't always used to be so mean and hatful...believe it or not he was once like you, kind and very caring"

"Wait, he's your brother?!"

"Y-yeah....my younger brother. We used to be really close...and now we're not anymore..."

"What happened?"

"w-well....when we were younger our dad abused us...he was always drunk and mean. He nearly killed our mum and one day she left...she left us with him...Edward hates her for it. He hates everyone. Our dad still abuses Edward, I was old enough to move out, I've even invited Edward to live with me but he won't, he hates me. He hates everybody now. He's become just like our dad...when he was sixteen he promised he'd never become him and now he has...he hurts people because he was hurt...please don't hate him..."

I stared at Seth in shock, so that's why Edward's such a jerk. Doesn't mean I forgive him but I feel awful for them... no one deserves to be treated that way...not even Edward...I'm not going to just forgive him, he'll have to apologize to me, and really mean it, it'll take a while for me to even forgive him if he does say he's sorry. That guy made me feel worthless, he beat me senseless and hurt me so much, I can't trust people anymore after what he's done to me. He told me to kill myself, he tortured me and made me feel like crap. He told me to keep cutting myself and hurt me because I liked guys. I would never hurt someone because of that, you like who you like...I can't change the way I feel about Louis, I love him.

Seth was tearing up a little and whispered "please don't hate him" while wiping his eyes.

"I-I..he hasn't really given me a reason not to hate him...he wanted me to kill myself...and he told me to keep cutting...and he hurt me..."

"I know, Harry...he was just like you...when he was about fifteen he used to get bullied every day and came home crying, our dad called him a wimp and beat him...he's always hated Edward more than anyone, he stopped beating me when I was about sixteen, but he kept hurting Edward. I begged him to stop, he wouldn't. He hated him. He's the reason Edward was cutting himself in high school, I know he wouldn't want me to tell you that but I think you have a right to know....please...don't hate my little brother....I-I just don't know what to do anymore..."

I reached over and placed my hand on his shoulder gently.

"h-hey...don't cry, I..I don't hate him..."

"No, you do...but I understand, I really do. I just love him and want to help him but he doesn't listen to me...maybe...could you talk to him?"

"Seth...I don't kno-"

"Please! Do it for me. please.."

"ok..."

"Thank you so much. You have no idea how much this means to me...."

Seth gave me his phone number and then the address to Edward's house, he stood up and hugged me, then walked toward the door. He placed his hand on the knob and turned to me before leaving

"I don't understand"

"Don't understand what?

I asked, cocking my head and staring at him.

"I just don't understand how he, anyone, could hate you. You're a nice guy"

And with that he left, giving one last glance with hope in his eyes.