Are you my savior? || Larry AU

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a/n: Hi! welcome to my book "Are you my savior?" This is my first real chapter. I have no idea where i'm going with this story, but it will unfold eventually. I made Harry and Louis the same age, because it was easier to write. This is my first chapter, i hope you'll enjoy it!

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When Harry arrived at his new house, he got out of the car and walked towards the front door. His mom walked behind him with the keys, she gave them at Harry so he could unlock the door. "Are you ready Harry?" "As ready as I'll ever be." And with that, he put the key in the door and unlocked the door of his new home, in Doncaster. 

When Harry stepped into the house he saw that is was already filled with furniture. "Wow mom, this looks absolutely amazing!" He had to put up a happy face for his mum, she knew about the beatings at his previous school, but nothing besides that. He had to act happy, but all that he wanted to do was go to his room, lay on his bed and stare into a void, crying, listening to his sad music playlist on Spotify.

He walked around the house for five minutes, through the kitchen, livingroom, garden and then up the stairs. He already knew that the second door on the right side was his bedroom. He opened the door, walked in, and closed the door. He saw his room had a lock on the door, so he locked his door. Harry looked at his room. in the middle of the room was a queen-sized bed, with a nightstand on each side. On the left side was a wardrobe, and on the right side was a desk and  a TV on the wall.

Harry laid down on his bed, pulled his phone and earbuds out the pocket from his jeans, plugged the earbuds in the phone and put them in his ears. He put on his sad songs playlist named 'songs to cry to in my bedroom'. He put the volume a bit up so he wouldn't hear the noise coming from outside his room. When the first song started playing, he sunk into his pillow and enjoyed the song.  It was 'A Little Too Much' from Shawn Mendes, it was one of Harry's favourite songs.

As the music drowned the sound from outside, he could feel the sad memories and thoughts flooding into his brain, they came all at once, he hated this, sometimes he wished he could wake up with amnesia, and just forget about all the little things from his past. He really doesn't like thinking about his past, it makes him extremely sad. He doesn't know how to deal with all these feelings. sometimes the pain gets too much and he needs some sort of relieve. Today is one of those days. Harry was so deep in his thoughts that he forgot that he was in his new home, his new bedroom, and on auto pilot he walked from his bed to the right side on the room, because that is where his bathroom used to be. Because he was so deep in his thoughts, he walked into the wall. Then he realised he wasn't in Holmes Chapel anymore, but in Doncaster.

Harry also realised that his stuff wasn't here yet, that would arrive later today. Fuck, he thought, because that also meant that the one thing he was searching for wasnt here yet. He felt so dumb that he didn't put one in his bag that he took with him when he came here. Now he had to wait till the afternoon when the moving trucks would arrive with all his belongings. He began to stress, he had no idea what he could do to relieve himself from all the pain that was bubbling inside him, wanting to escape. He started pacing through his room, thinking about what the hell he was going to do now that the on thing that could bring him comfort wasnt here yet. His blades.

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a/n: This was the first chapter, i hope you liked it, and please leave a vote and a comment!