Wings (Larry) (ON HOLD)

Chapter 7

I apologize for this in advance. :) Don't kill me.  WHO SHOULD TOP?! For me it's Harry but I wanna know your guys opinions.

Chapter 7

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"...and when I snapped out of it, I kept hearing voices," Louis fiddled with his thumbs nervously, praying they wouldn't think he was crazy. "And then I passed out." He wasn't about to tell them everything just yet, like the fact that he could read minds and seemed to know everything on a whim.

"So, you felt like someone took over you?" Liam asked.

"Yeah...."

"Well, that would explain your eyes," Harry said from his spot on the couch, still not wearing a shirt.

"W-what?" Louis asked. What was wrong with his eyes?

"They turned red. Like, a blood red. And your voice was different as well," Harry stared at Louis skeptically, as if he weren't sure if Louis were real or not.

"I...what?" Louis couldn't believe it. 

"And then you practically killed Gavin without even touching him. And then, me. Maybe you were conscious though. Maybe you knew what you were doing, Louis. How do we know you're not lying?" Harry's tone was stern and angry. He had a right to be though. Louis hurt him.

"I knew what I was doing. I just couldn't stop it..." Louis trailed off, the guilt churning in his stomach like a hurricane.

"Well, you should have tried," Harry said simply.

"I did!" He exclaimed. He didn't know why Harry insisted on making him feel worse.

"Well, you should have tried harder!" Harry glared.

"Harry, shut up!" Zayn yelled at him.

"No! He needs to hear this! What if you can't control it, hm?! What happens if you try to kill us all?!" Harry said accusingly.

"I-I wouldn't!" Louis stammered.

"But he would! We already know that!" He just wouldn't let up. It seemed like Harry was hell bent on blaming Louis. Even though it was Louis' fault, but Louis, maybe, might have expected some compassion.

 "I can try to control him! Please! I just-"

Kill them.

"Oh, no," Louis whimpered. He took in deep breaths, trying to will it away, because he knew what would happen if he didin't.

"You could try, but sooner or later, he'll get the best of you and kill us all! It's only a matter of time isn't it?! " Harry continued and Louis felt it again.

The possession. He hated it, except, it was a lot more terrifying this time.

"How are we going to know we can trust you? Maybe we should just ship you back to your parents! They can handle their freak of a son!" Harry's insults stung, Louis had to admit, but bringing his parents into this was crossing the line.

"You know they'll never love you right? They're too disgusted by you, Louis."

And Louis felt it take over. "Shut up."

Harry let out a harsh chuckle. "So, you've finally come out now? What're you going to do? Kill me?"

"Shut. Up." He repeated. He stood and glared at Harry with narrow eyes. He could feel the other boys, cautious stares, but he kept his eyes on Harry, daring him to say more.