Birmingham Disciplinary School for Male - L.S. 2

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(A/N: I hope everyones Saturday is amazing! Thank you all for the support on this story, I'm super happy with this chapter!

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TW: MENTION OF SELF-HARM

SATURDAY

Harry ends up waking up a few times, only to cry and go back to sleep soon after. He stays in bed until the morning, not wanting to do anything else.

His dom holds him tight throughout the entire night and Harry's grateful that he's there, but it doesn't make him want to cut any less.

It's hard for him because it's addicting. It temporarily takes the pain away - so why wouldn't he choose that?

He finds himself awake at five thirty in the morning, starring at the ceiling and wondering what his life could have been like without his father and without Gemma leaving him.

The submissive knows he would have found the boy sleeping next to him anyway, but if he had to, he would go through everything over again if it meant he got Louis.

But then there's the doubt. The doubt of why anyone would want him.

And the voice. The fucking voice of his fathers disgusting speeches, yelling and him for things he couldn't control.

He sits up and shakes Louis. "Harry?" The dominant speaks, sitting up and looking to the boy who is now walking to the bathroom.

Harry starts dissembling his travel bag, taking everything out and setting it near the sink. "Louis, please. Where'd you put it?" He pleads more than asks.

The dom walks closer to Harry and sees that he's now moved to the drawers and fumbling with something in his hands.

Louis runs over and grabs the object from his submissive. "Louis, please." He begs with his voice cracking and tears falling.

The dom is almost to the point of crying himself when he sees the expression that Harry is carrying.

He throws the item into the trash, making a note to take the garage out later.

His actions only cause Harry to fall apart even more and watching is heartbreaking. "Come on, monkey. Why don't we go for a walk?" He suggests calmly, taking his subs arm in his hand and guiding him to the door.

Louis unhinges his arm from Harry for one second to grab them some comfortable pants, completely ignoring that fact that they'll be walking outside shirtless in the middle of November. (A/N: I have no idea if November is correct in the timeline, but were just going to pretend it is)

While the dom is searching the wardrobe - hoping to not have to go in only their underwear - Harry uses this time to walk into the kitchen and search the drawers.

He is stopped by a large hand that has moon tattoos up the arm. The sub looks at the hand clasping his wrist and looks up to see Ashton. "What are you doing, mate?..." He says in a voice that shows worry.

Ashton slowly looks to the boy away that's frowning at the floor. Ashton doesn't say anything and only hugs the lifeless looking boy. Harry doesn't really return the hug - it's not the same as Louis' - he doesn't melt into the touch.

After coming back from the closet, Louis goes downstairs to see a couple drawers opened and Ashton hugging his sub.

He notices Harry looks quite stiff so he quickly walks to his sub and lets Harry fall into his arms. The younger boy picks up his own legs and wraps them around the dom.