-Liam's Point of View-

Harry was silent back at the dorm. I didn't know if it was out of fear, out of worry, or just plain old Harry. He didn't end up getting a full sleeve, he just had a half sleeve up to his elbow. But he seemed really down. Ever since he saw Louis he's been itching just to get in a mile radius of the parlor. Now it seems like he's racking his brain to find out why Louis had an breathing attack.

"Harry?" I asked. He was lightly tracing over the tattoo he had gotten which was wrapped up. Despite how horrified I was of him ruining his precious, clear, slightly tan, skin, He looked good with the tattoo. It suited him well.

"Yeah Li?" Harry answered dimly. " I sat down on Harry's bed and looked at his, now 3 shades lighter, green eyes. They seemed gray almost.

"Are you okay?" Harry slowly nodded. I bumped knees with the younger boy and his eyes locked with him again. "Harry be honest. Did Louis attack upset you?" I asked. Harry stayed silent.

"It freaks me out. What if Niall wasn't there what would I have done. What if he died and I watched him?" Harry asked, his voice shaking. I draped my arm over his shoulders.

"Hopefully, He would've been okay. Don't get to worked up over it. It's just a 'What if' moment Haz. It's scary but it's okay. Niall and Louis know how to handle it." I cooed. Harry let out a shaky sigh.

"But I caused it and-"

"It's not your fault Harry. You heard what Niall said. Louis had a bad past and you can't erase the past Harry as much as you want to. Louis anxiety attacks have nothing to do with you. It's okay." I told him. I pulled him into a side hug as his head rest on my shoulder.

"So what'd you and Niall talk about on your date?" Harry said into my bicep. I felt my face flush.

"It wasn't a date. We just hung out." Secretly, well I assumed Harry didn't know, I wished it was a date. But Niall doesn't seem to be the type of guy who would go for me anyways.

"Li, you are the worst liar ever." Harry giggled. I ruffled his slowly deflating chocolate curls.

"Oh look at the cute gay boys! Harry love the tattoo by the way. What are you emo or some sh*t?" Ryan and his crew laughed as they walked by our open door. Harry's face fell. Color drained.

"I'm gonna go.... take a shower." He lied. I watched him with sad eyes as he got up and moped up to get his clothes from the dresser before he left to the bathroom.

As he left I noticed he left his phone. The screen lit up and Louis name flashed across the screen. I picked up the phone and unlocked it with ease. When your password on your IPhone is your own birthday, your friends might hack into it. I clicked on Louis message and read it aloud to myself.

From Loubear: Yeah I'm okay. I just wanna be alone I'm sorry.

"Harry never told me he got Louis number." I muttered to myself. I scrolled through Harry and Louis messages.

To Loubear: Hey, Is it okay if I come over tomorrow morning.

From Loubear: Yeah sure. Hey how Liam?

To Loubear: He's okay. I'm tired. I'll see you tomorrow

From Loubear: Alright. G'night

I smiled at the texts. They really would make a cute couple. Although I really wish Harry didn't tell Louis why I was so down.

To Loubear: Are you okay?

From Loubear: Yeah, I just wanna be alone so-

"LIAM!" My head snapped up from the phone. I jumped up and went out our room, only to see Harry on the floor with his nose bleeding heavily. I sank to his height.

"Oh my f*cking God I'm gonna kill them. This is getting really annoying and ridiculous." I told him. His hands clung to his nose, easily collecting blood. "Come on, We need to fix you." I told him. Harry shook his head.

"I have to go to the parlor." He spit out. I gave him a confused look.

"Why? That's not gonna fix your bloody nose or-"

"I have to go to Lou-is!" His voice cracked and that's when I realized the tears falling on his cheeks.

"Harry I-"

"It hurts Li, It really hurts." He cried. I looked at my bloody hands and it hit my his nose might just be broken.

"Okay, I'll get you a towel and we'll go okay, I promise." I made him stay there as a few bystanders gave me unusual looks for the blood on my hands.

"MR. PAYNE!" My English professor called out. I turned around.

"Sir I'm kind of in a hurry." I told him. He looked at my hands and his eyes widened.

"Son what is all over your hands? What have you done?!" He asked.

"Sir Harry's hurt and-"

"Well where is the boy? Is he alright?" He asked. I started to jog down the hall.

"He's not alright he's right here and-" I stopped in my tracks and looked at the blood puddle where Harry was once sitting.

"Liam, what did you do to Harry?" He asked.

"I know where his little boyfriend limped off to." I heard someone growl. I clenched my fists.

"Your the whore reason he's hurt in the first place Ryan so shut it!" I shouted.

"Woah Woah Woah! Calm down. Your boyfriend limped away to the door. Probably to his other boyfriends house. F*cking little slut he is"

"Ryan! Language! Liam where has Harry gone"

"He went To Louis..." I mumbled.

-Louis Point of View-

"So Lou you alright after today?" Niall asked as I packed away the tattoo ink and tattoo guns.

"Yeah, Just a flare up" I heard the jingle of the bell above the door. "Sorry bud we're close- Harry?!" I asked.

"It hurts Louis." He mumbled. His hands were covered in blood.

"Harry sit down. Plug your nose your bleeding everywhere." I told him. I sat him down on a waiting chair. I grabbed a rag and went over to him. His breathing was heavy and he was whimpering.

"How did this happen?" I asked.

"A kid" He answered nasally.

"Jeez. Is it broken?" I asked. He shrugged his shoulder. "What'd he do?"

"He hit me in the face Louis what the hell do you think he did?" He told me. I noticed tears on his cheeks and my heart broke.

"It's alright don't get yourself all worked up about it." I hushed him.

"But it hurts." His voice broke out. I rubbed his arm in order to calm him down.

"I know Haz, you'll be okay." I whispered. He turned his head.

"You called me Haz" He slowly smiled. I did as well.

"Yeah I guess I did. I heard Liam say it." I explained. His eyes looked so weak and broken. His tears stopped

"Louis?" He asked. He pulled the rag off his nose.

"Hey it stopped bleeding." I smiled.

"Louis, I-"

"Harry what the Hell!" I looked up at the door to see Liam. "Harry why'd you run away?!" Liam Asked concerned.

"I wanted Louis." Harry's voice barely above a whisper. I was touched by his words. My stomach doing cartwheels at his quiet words.

"Harry our English professor freaked out on me, I was afraid Ryan hurt you or something." Loans voice slightly raised. Harry was silent, his eyes distant.

"Liam, he's fine mate he's with me. It's not a big deal. All that matters is that Harry here, is alright" I spoke up. Harry gave me a small smile that I returned. "Now Liam, go grab Niall in the back and clean up. I've got Harry taken care of." I assured. Liam gave Harry a look.

"You sure your okay Hazza?" He asked. Harry lightly nodded. He pat his shoulder before going off to find Niall. I took Harry over in the back to the sink.

"Bud that shirt is wrecked take it off." I told him. He sniffled and nodded. I put his hands into the sink and let the tap water was away his blood. I took a rag and carefully dabbed at his nose.

"Louis?" He asked.

"Hmm?" I locked myself with his wet green eyes. There was a pause.

"I- I just.... Thank you." He muttered. I smiled.

"It's no big deal. My mum's a nurse. are you sure you're okay Haz?" He blushed at the nickname again.

"It hurts but I think I'm okay."

"Dizziness? Fatigue? Blurred vision? Frontal or rear head pain?"

"A bit dizzy and yes frontal pain."

"Can you spell something for me?"

"Cat, C-a-t. Dog, D-o-g, Bananas, B-a-n-a-n-n-a-s?" He answered questionably. I grabbed an Icepack and placed it on his forehead.

"You might have a concussion Harry." He yawned. "Don't go to sleep on me. You aren't supposed to do that." I warned.

"I'm sleepy." He smiled resting his head on my shoulder. I felt my stomach flutter.

"I bet you are but like I said, my mum's a nurse. Don't go to sleep. Go and have Liam take you to the hospital."

"No!"

"Harry it's not good for you you might have-"

"You take me."

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This is just a really bad and horrible supposed to be cute filler. It'll get cuter and more meaningful in the next chapter. Or just cute. Double Upload hopefully Yay :)