The final Project {Larry Stylinson book 3}

Chapter 17

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That Harry was scared to death and shitting his pants is just an understatement. He is sitting on the desk chair in Lottie's room while the teenager herself sits on her bed, just glaring at Harry and not saying a word.

Remember to never make Lottie Tomlinson angry.

"Why did you do it?" she just stares at Harry, her mouth in a tin line.

"Do what, Lottie. You have to be a bit more specific here, love."

"Don't call me that. Why did you break my brother's heart? He didn't deserve that at all. He might have forgiven you but I want to make sure you are not going to hurt him again."

Harry is shuffling on his chair. Never would he have thought that he'd be interrogated by a 16-year old. It's really scary.

"I didn't mean to hurt him, Lottie. I love your brother very much. Our break up was just one big miscommunication. We didn't want to, but because of stuff it happened. I know it's nothing to you but I was heartbroken as well. Lottie I would sell my soul for your brother. He has been in my heart since the day I laid eyes on him."

Lottie nods, soaking in the information like a sponge.

"What's the miscommunication? I don't get it. If none of you wanted to break up, and both of you were heartbroken then why? And why took it two years? I don't get this..." Lottie is really confused. She wants to believe the best from Harry but the whole situation is so difficult for her to understand.

"I'm sure your brother will explain you one day. Let's just say that there was this one person that really wanted to tear us apart and he managed to do it for two years, but that's over now. It won't happen again. We are back together and that's how it's supposed to be. It should have been like that all the time. He means so much to me."

"Listen to me Harry. Don't take this the wrong way please. I am happy that you two are happy. It's true, I haven't seen that smile on Louis' face that he had now in a long while. You do that to him and I know it. But I want to share my doubts if that's alright with you..."

"Of course. Please tell me what you want to say. You know I always valued your opinion, Lots. You are a smart girl for your age."

"I'm sixteen, I'm basically an adult. Anyway, that's not what I want to discuss.

I'm going to be honest with you Harry and I know that the things that I'm going to say might hurt you, but it hurts me as well so just listen.

The first weeks that Louis had come back from LA must have been the scariest in my life, okay. I have seen Louis in a bad place before, but this was a whole new level.

My brother didn't eat. He barely came downstairs and he refused to talk to anyone. He just locked himself up in his room and I still don't know what he did there for weeks.

And at night, Harry, at night I used to wake up from Louis screaming. Mom told me that I wasn't allowed to go in, that it wouldn't be good for me, and I never did until one night. She was at work, doing the night shift and it seemed like Louis' cry was louder than other nights. I couldn't just leave him alone like that. He sounded horrible and in so much pain.

So I went in and he was sitting up, hugging his knees and crying. His whole body was shaking and when I put my hand on his shoulder... I'll never forget the look of fear in his eyes.

He jumped away from me, rejecting my touch and comfort and he started to cry harder. If I asked him if I could do anything for him, get him something , he only mentioned one thing."

Harry, who is silently crying, speaks with a hoarse tone.

"What?"

"You, Harry. He just kept screaming your name. He kept begging me to get you, but I couldn't." Lottie is crying when she thinks about those memories. And while Harry is speechless, the teenager keeps talking through her tears.

"I lost my father when I was only a kid and Louis did a pretty good job of taking his place. He helped me with my homework, he listened to me when I had problems at school, he drove me to school. Right after dad died mom just worked all the time and Louis basically raised me. Harry, Louis is not just my brother. He is the most important person in my life. He is my brother, my best friend and the one person that I trust. We have a lot of banter but it's just us. I know Louis cares so much about me and I care so much about him too. He always has protected me and I have to do the same for him.

So that's why I am asking you right here and right now; What are your intentions? Because if this is just a game to you then I suggest you stop it right now. Louis will not be able to get over you again and he can't handle that heartbreak another time. It will crash him. And honestly, I can't handle seeing him like last time again. It broke my own heart as well. There were days that I was so scared that I'd lose my brother." Lottie sobs loud and Harry doesn't hesitate to take the younger girl in his arms so he can hug her tightly.

"I am so sorry, Lots. But I promise that this is not a game to me. Louis is my whole world. I love him with every single piece of my heart and if you allow me to, I'd like to help you protect him. I don't want to ever see him hurt and your story crashed my heart as well. I know Louis means so much to you, but he does to me too. I'm not letting it happen again, Lottie. I am here to stay and I really hope that you will be able to see me like you did two years before. My love for Louis hasn't changed and I still see you as my little sister as well."

Lottie just buries her head into Harry's chest, the exact same way as Louis does and he feels the tears on his shirt and a black mascara stain is already visible.

"Be good to my brother, please Harry. He just deserves to be loved by the one he loves."

"Pinkie promise." Harry puts his pink in the air and Lottie connects her pinkie, making the promise official.

Little did they know that Louis is standing behind the door, crying his eyes out.