Bully to Bully

The Split

"Harry!"

"Harry! Harry wake up!"

"Oh God-" I knelt next to Harry shaking his shoulders in pure panic. My heart started to race when his eyes remained closed. I looked at his body, words like 'fag', 'waste of space', 'ugly' and 'prick' covered it. I extremely regretted leaving him alone. Why?? Why did I do that?! I never thought they'd go this far.

I wiped the green silly string out of his face and picked it off his lips as it stuck them together. They're such idiots!! It was choking him!! It was all tangled in his hair which was matted down to his head with water but I couldn't do anything about that now. Looking closer, there was a gash bleeding slightly just above his right eyebrow and I couldn't think of what had happened. I looked to the toilet and then to the wet floor I was sitting on. That's it. They'd given him a swirly. But obviously it wasn't just a swirly, they'd banged his head and stripped him down and then went even further. I really hate them.

I leaned over carefully to the bath and grasped a towel that was hanging over the side. I sat Harry up and tried to wrap him in it as much as I could and then lay his head back down in my lap. A pair of footsteps made their way up the stairs.

"Are you there Lou?" Liam called but he was going in the direction of my bedroom.

"He's in here!" I hollered back.

"Where's here-" Liam began as he stepped into the doorway but stopped as his eyes fell on Harry. "Oh my God."

"Li he's not waking up. Li what do I do?!" I started to panic and shook Harry with tears burning my eyes. "Li!" I choked.

"Errr.." Liam started to panic as he knelt down towards us. "I-I don't, do we ring an ambulance??"

"No!" I shouted. "Not when my mum's away." I said a bit quieter.

"Lou, he's not waking up." He said seriously and his hand reached out to Harry's chest.

"He's breathing." I told Liam as I could feel Harry's breaths against my lap.

"I know," He muttered. "That's good." He said, trying to improve the situation.

"But still! What do we do?!" My voice cracked slightly.

"Errrm, remember that CPR thing at school?"

"Yeah," I looked at him confused. "But Li he doesn't need mouth to mouth or anything-"

"Yeah I know, but they said if someone was unconscious then we need to lift up their legs or put 'em in the recovery position or something." He said very quickly, his eyes very wide as he stared at Harry.

"Ok let's try the leg thing then." I said and tried to shift Harry from off of me but Liam didn't respond. "Li." I said and clicked my fingers in front of his eyes.

"Yeah, sorry." He shook his head breaking from his trance and my eyebrow raised in confusion. "Legs." He muttered to himself.

We lowered Harry onto the floor and the water beneath him spread out. Liam insisted that he got into all fours whilst I lifted Harry's legs onto his back as we had nothing else to use. Once Harry's legs were firmly on Liam's back, I crouched next to his face and stroked his hair gently.

"C'mon Harry, wake up!" I begged in a whisper voice but then I heard Niall and Zayn coming upstairs.

"Oooh" Niall laughed as the both stood in the doorway smirking. "What's going on in here then?!"

"What have you done?!" I shouted at him.

"Ah c'mon Lou, just a bit of fun." He smiled and Zayn chuckled.