‘Do you think they’re going to kill us ?’ Harry whispered.
Louis and him were waiting for Harry’s parents in the living room as they yelled at each other, figuring out how they would handle the situation.
‘Well, they’re definitely going to kill me.’
‘Why did you come ?’ Harry tried before Anne and Robin were back.
‘I just wanted to apologize for overreacting…You need a friend like Jesse and I was a jerk.’
‘No you weren’t…Turns out he’s not as great as I thought.’
‘What happened ?’
‘He accidentally told my parents I was gay and dating a Louis. Then Rob saw you and figured.’
‘I’m going to kill that asshole. I’m sure this was no accident, that guy knew what he was doing.’ Louis frowned but Harry ignored it. He couldn’t have done this on purpose. He was his friend, he trusted him. It was an accident.
‘Was that all you wanted to tell me ?’ Harry pouted.
‘No I also wanted to apologize for letting you go…I know it’s stupid and it’ll be even more impossible now but, I can’t stay away from you. I don’t care what it takes. I’m not leaving you alone.’ Louis said and Harry smiled big as he bit his bottom lip and stared at Louis. The latter was about to lean in to kiss the boy but he heard loud footsteps and quickly straightened his back, away from Harry.
‘Get out.’ Robin ordered. ‘Get out, and never approach him again.’ He groaned and Louis didn’t know what to say.
‘But-‘ Harry tried to protest but his stepdad gave Louis a look the man quickly understood. He stood up and headed to the door. Harry immediately followed him, not letting this go this time.
‘Not you Harry.’ Anne almost yelled. She had never been this cold.
‘But I love him.’ Harry started to sob. He was hating the fact that he could never defend himself without crying at this very moment. Everything was building up and he couldn’t stop it. He didn’t want to be away from Louis. He was the only reason he would go on and he wasn’t getting away from him.
‘He’s just using you. That prick has been taking advantage of you, can’t you see ? You’re just a sad young guy in his eyes. You’re vulnerable and naïve. Do you really think he would care so much about you he’d risk his job ? Come on Harry, come back to reality.’ Anne said and Harry had to bite his lips not to explode.
She had said everything he was afraid of, every fear he had since he had met Louis. Him using him because of how miserable and desperate he was, not caring about anything but his job. He knew it wasn’t true but it couldn’t help the tears reddening his eyes.
‘It’s not true. He cares about me ! Like you never could !’ Harry snapped, letting tears stream down as he spat the words. ‘You act like you care but you don’t give a shit ! I wish it was you who died instead of Dad !’ He screamed and Anne slapped him before Robin held her. Harry looked up at her and all the anger, all the disgust and the grudge he had been holding surfaced. ‘I hate you.’
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Therapy (Larry Stylinson)
FanfictionHarry Styles is a twenty-one year old college student who lost track of how many times he’s screwed up. He can’t handle a relationship, can’t keep his grades up, can’t deal with his family, struggles with depression, and finds the worst ways to cope...