EXPOSED | Larry Stylinson AU

2 - Dreaded

Content Warning:
This chapter contains themes of manipulation, coercion,
sexual content (barely), and threats of harm. (It's not that bad.)

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( Chapter Two )

Word Count: 2090

Harry's Point of View:

All the students were preparing to leave the classroom now that the biology class had finished. The note Louis gave me suddenly popped into my head, and I crunched my nose at the thought.

There's no chance I'll meet him in the bathroom, of course; that's so weird.

"Hey, mate," Niall said, causing me to snap out of my thoughts and turn to him. "Hi," I replied, no smile visible on my face. "So..." He swallowed. "I saw you talking to Louis during class," he glared at me as we started walking out of the classroom. Glaring back at him, I quickly blinked away, ignoring his comment.

The thought of Louis really does piss me off, especially right now.

"What did he want?" Niall pressed, causing me to bite the inside of my cheeks in anger. "It's nothing, Niall!" I snapped, causing him to jump a bit. I quickly took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. "Just Louis being Louis..." I sighed, knowing that what happened back in class was a bit more than that.

He must have felt bad for me since he sighed. I don't like it when people feel sorry for me.

I don't want his sympathy.

"You might feel better talking to me about it." He suggested, with a small smile.

That would be the last thing I want to do right now.

"I'm fine; I don't want to talk 'bout it," I cracked. Niall won't stop asking until I talk. I just know it for a fact.

Silence followed for a moment before he spoke again. "Oh, c'mon, Harry, tell m-"

"Oh, shut up, Niall!" I snapped at him, causing him to give me his full attention. "You wouldn't tell me what Louis said to you, even though it was clearly about me. Then you're expecting me to tell you something that has nothing to do with you?" I glared at him, clearly pissed.

There was a little pause before he spoke. "We have never kept anything from each other, so how about we both just talk, eh?" Niall suggested.

I don't want to hear crap from him anymore. What Louis told him doesn't matter one bit, 'cause whatever Louis plans to do will happen anyway.

"No, I don't want to hear from you anymore." 'Cause there's no point in it.

"You'll need to tell me at some point," he said as he smirked. His ability to understand me so well sometimes gets to me, sometimes. "Oh, shut up!" I pushed him lightly.

About five minutes had passed; we were sitting in the cafeteria by now, and I didn't tell Niall what Louis had done. Who can I turn to for advice if I don't tell Niall?

Honestly, I can't just keep it to myself.

I groaned loudly in response to my complaints.

"Niall," I said, and he turned to me. "Yes?" He answered with an attitude, knowing exactly what I wanted.

"I need to tell you what Louis did, and you have to help me." I said sympathetically. "Already?" He said smirking. "Niall, I'm serious! This is not the right time to sass!" My brows furrowed. "Alright, alright," he said, clearing his throat. "So... what happened?" He spoke calmly, seeming a bit more serious.