RESCUE //larry stylinson//

chapter 40

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Barbers chatter

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Louis is sitting in the chair while one of the inmates cuts his hair harry watches from his place across the room, waiting for Louis to finish his haircut. That was until a guard walked into the parlour "Tomlinson" both boys look to the guard making him look towards harry "you've got a phone call" harry frowns looking to Louis

"Who is it?" The guard answers quickly just wanting to get the conversation over with "she says she's your mother. Anne twist" harry freezes Louis watches through the mirror at harry, harry makes eye contact with Louis through the mirror

"You'll be okay baby, go" harry shakes his head, Louis can see the tears forming in his eye "Hey no tears baby you'll be great it will be better to talk it through with her" harry nods wiping his cheek "yeah yeah okay" harry stands up and let's guard place handcuffs on him "Hey woah I don't want you going on your own" Louis says

"I'll be fine daddy, the guards with me, I'll meet you in our cell later" Louis sighs watching harry "Bye daddy," harry says before leaving Louis shakes his thought away hoping one goes after him

he's only hoping harry doesn't lash out again. He needs to talk about Harry's PTSD with him, he needs to know "you've got one good boy there" Louis chuckles slightly "yeah" he smiles thinking about harry "he's mine" Louis says going serious

"Just making conversation, not going after him" the inmate days cutting his hair. He's an old man, he's been here for longer than most people here, along the walls, are photos of his family, friends, and loved ones. The barber is his home, its where he feels safe "I know I'm just- protective I guess"

The man chuckles "there's nothing bad about being protective Louis, it just means you care for them" Louis nods "I do... a lot, he's my baby" he says with a smile before frowning "I didn't tell you my name" he chuckles "everyone knows who you are Louis, and everyone knows not to touch your boy"

Louis smirks with pride "good"

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