__Louis__
I watched as Harry tucked his tiny hands into my big hoodie pockets and walk away. He'd never wanna walk home alone. He'd want me to go with him, to hold his hand, and hug him and spin him when we got there...
Stan must've said something. Harry's not like this..
I went in and seen Stan talking with my mom.
"excuse me.. stan? Come on upstairs, mate" I interrupted
"Uh- sure." he shrugged and smiled at my mom then followed me up to my room
"Did you say something to Harry?" I got right to the point
"The kid? No. Why?"
"He's not a kid. He's our age. Did you say something to him?"
"yeah, maybe I told him to make sure he was right for you because I didn't want you getting hurt" he confessed
"You don't know our situation" I growled, anger immediately filling me
"What situation? Your a 16 year old in love, Louis. Open your eyes." he scoffed
"He's- he's.. he needs me. You don't fucking get it! What you did- what you said, you put me and him in a dangerous position! I have to go" I pushed him out of my way and stormed back out of my room
"I probably did you a favor! He's a twink!" Stan muttered
I've never spun around faster in my life.. I walked right back in and swung hard into his face. My hand hit him in the middle of the nose and a terrible CRACK sounded through the room
"Fuck you!" I screamed
He cried out and fell down onto his ass
"Don't ever call him that" I growled before leaving and running downstairs
"Mom," I said her name as I entered the kitchen
"What was that thud? Did you fall?" she asked me worriedly
"Stan's a prick. Make him leave. And I need the keys to the car" I explained quickly
"Where's Harry?" she frowned
"Stan practically made him walk home alone. Just- mom! Where's the keys?"
She grabbed the keys and tossed them to me, across the middle counter
"I'll be home soon. I want that kid out of the house before I'm back, mom. love you" I said as I jogged out to the front door
I drove down the street slowly until I seen him. It was cold so he was easy to catch up to.
"Haz!" I shouted as I rolled down the window
He stared at me, shocked, then jogged over
"What- is this your mum's car?" he asked confused
"Yeah, I borrowed it. Hop in" I smiled
He shook his head softly
"I.. Listen, I just-"
"I don't care what Stan said. I punched him in the face. He's a prick. Hop in, baby"
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Lost In Your Own Mind ~L.S~
Hayran KurguHarry struggles with depression and anorexia. His body is small and fragile. He's malnourished and bleeding from every cut his body consumes. The new boy at school can't stand to see the hurt in those green eyes..
