Harry didn't know what to say to Louis. Harry had never had someone touch him like that, and was still confused as to why Louis had done this.
His breath returned to normal and he pulled his sweatpants up and looked at Louis, who had a distant look now.
Harry pushed his fingers through his hair, "Lou?" Harry called to the other boy.
Louis turned to look at Harry, "Hm?"
Harry just looked at Louis, he looked lost, but Harry's face was another story. He looked like he was milliseconds from crying, and Louis felt like he'd corrupted an angel. He knew Harry had never done anything like that, and he knew he shouldn't have taken advantage of him.

"Harry, I'm so sorry." Louis apologized, his voice loaded with guilt. Harry was innocent, Harry was an angel and didn't deserve his selfishness.
Harry could only look at him, he was so confused.
Louis looked into Harry's green eyes, his innocence still remaining, Louis was thankful he hadn't taken that from him.

Louis got up off of the couch and went to his room.
Harry stayed on the couch, he let himself cry and covered himself with the blanket Louis had thrown on the ground.
Harry sobbed quietly, trying to stop his tears, but they just kept falling, his heart was beating too fast and his mind was racing. He didn't understand why Louis was acting this way. What had he done? Did Louis hate him now?

Louis stayed in his room that night, all he felt was guilt. He couldn't believe he'd done that to Harry. Harry! He was the sweetest, most loving and gentle person Louis knew, and he hurt him, he felt he'd ruined him.

Harry fell asleep on the couch. He cried all night and felt awful. He wanted Louis to come out of his room, but he never did.

In the morning Louis woke up to a knock at the door. He crawled out of bed and answered it, Zayn, Liam and Niall stood in the doorway looking cheerful.
Louis wiped at his eyes, "Hey guys, Harry's on the couch, so try to keep it down."
He let them in and they went to the kitchen, as to not wake Harry… not that it helped much. Niall and Liam were laughing and talking loudly.
Zayn noticed how quiet Louis had been and kept his focus on the older boy.

Harry woke up and everyone looked into the living room.
He walked into the kitchen, his appearance broke Louis' heart, and clued everyone else in, that last night was not a good night.
Harry's eyes were still puffy, his cheeks pink and stained with tears, his eyes looked sad, not filled with life as they usually were.
"Fuck." Louis whispered to himself. He did this Harry, he broke Harry.

"Harry what's wrong?" Liam asked, clearly worried as he took in the boys appearance.
"Whaddya mean?" Harry asked, not realizing how pitiful he looked.
"You look like hell Hazza." Niall stated bluntly.
"Oh…" Harry looked at the floor, "Sorry." He choked out the word, before going to the bathroom.

All the boys looked at Louis, who looked like he was in pain.
"The fuck happened to him Lou?" Zayn asked, anger filling his voice.
"I don't… He's just upset, his mom called last night and he's just missing his family." Louis lied through his teeth. Everyone but Zayn bought it.
Liam and Niall frowned, understanding homesickness. Zayn glared daggers at Louis.

Liam and Niall went to the living room, leaving Louis and Zayn in the kitchen. They heard the shower start, Louis shook his head.
Zayn looked at Louis, Louis was older, he was probably stronger, but Zayn could've torn him to pieces.
"How dare you Louis! You hurt him! What the fuck did you do?" Zayn tried to stay quiet enough so the other boys wouldn't hear.

"I don't know! I fucked up Zayn, we were watching a movie and…" Louis stopped, not wanted to admit to what he had done.
"And what? Did you have sex Lou? If you-"
"No! God Zayn, I have some self-control." Louis defended himself.
"I'm not so sure, if you had control we wouldn't be talking about this and Harry wouldn't look like he spent the whole night crying his eyes out." Zayn was pissed, he was protective, all of the boys were, but he'd never seen Zayn like this before.
"I know, but it was just a hand job," Louis felt horrible, it wasn't just that.
"Just!? Louis, you know Harry, he fucking adores you, you BASTARD!" Zayn yelled the insult and walked away from Louis and toward the bathroom.
He knocked on the door, "Harry can I come in?" He asked.
"uh..Sure." Harry said loud enough so Zayn could hear.
He walked in the steam filled room. Harry stood under the water behind the curtain.
"Whaddya need?" Harry asked, hoping he sounded okay.
"I know what happened last night." Zayn told him honestly. Harry quickly turned the water off.
Zayn heard a loud exhale from Harry.
"Hand me a towel will ya?" Harry asked and stuck his hand out of the curtain, Zayn handing him a towel.
"What do you know?" Harry asked, wrapping the towel around him before opening he shower curtain.

Zayn looked at Harry and pointed to his neck, the red and purple marks were evidence of last nights escapades.
Harry looked away, embarrassed.
"So… Louis told you?" Harry asked.
"Yea. I could've guessed, but he told me. And from the looks of you this morning, the after math was no picnic, was it?" Harry hated how Zayn questioned him, even though he knew the answer.
"He left me. He said 'sorry' and went to his room. Am I just a joke to him?" Harry's face fell into sadness. He was trying to hide his anger and misery, but it was no use.
"Harry, you're not a joke to anyone."
"Then why is he treating me like this?" Zayn shook his head, as if to say 'I don't know,' "I'm sorry Harry." Zayn felt angry for him.

Harry didn't say anything, he stepped out of the shower and walked out of the bathroom, Zayn followed him out and went into the kitchen, where Louis was still standing.