Light In The Dark (Louis X Styles Triplets)

Chapter 2

A/N Hi guys, here's a new chapter and sorry for the wait. I will try to update as much as i can with school starting soon, i have some exams this week but i'll try to update at least once. Please understand that i have some problems as well apart from school and i'm trying my best and thank you for reading and putting up with me :))
I hope you'll enjoy <33

⚠️Tw: self-harm⚠️

It was the next day. I again woke up early, got ready and walked to school. The only difference is that today it's raining so when i finally arrived to the school's gate i was soaking wet.

"Hi!" i rolled my eyes even tho i had to stop myself from smiling and i felt like my heart was dancing in my chest.

I turned around and Marcel gasped quietly.

"You'll get sick, i have some spare clothes in my locker if you want?" he asked slowly. I wanted to say it's fine but it would probably be very uncomfortable to sit in these clothes the whole day.

Okay yes, that's just an excuse but can you blame me?

"Sure, i guess." i said and he smiled before he started walking down the hall.

"My brothers are probably waiting by the locker, i told them i would wait for you." he said shyily. I nodded and soon we reached his locker.

"Hi Haz." he said and hugged a boy that looked exactly the same as him, only with longer hair.

"You must be the mysterious boy Marcel won't shut up about." he smirked and i couldn't help but blush at that.

"I'm Harry." he continued with a smile.

"Louis." i said before Marcel gave me some clothes.

"Do you want us to walk you to the toilet so you can change?" they asked and even though my heart was screaming at me to say yes i shook my head and went alone.

His clothes were a bit too big for me, a lot actually, but it felt comfortable.

The day went by fast with no troubles and as the last bell rang i started looking around for Marcel.

After about 5 minutes i found him in a corner surrounded by Simon and his friends. They were laughing in his face saying all kind of nasty things to him while he just stared off to the side with a blank face on.

I walked over and pushed through them, grabbing Marcel's arm pulling him away.

"Does this happen all the time?" i ignored the laughter and more hatefull words thrown at us while we walked away.

"Yeah but it doesn't get to me." he said as we slowly left the school.

"I just came to ask you if it's okay for me to bring you your clothes back tomorrow since mine are still wet." he nodded and smiled a little bit.

"They look good on you anyways." i blushed and decided to ignore the comment.

"I have to go now i'll see you tomorrow." i said and started walking away from him but he stopped me with a hand on my shoulder.

"I'll drive you, Harry and Edward left early and took Harry's car, that is if you want of course." he gave me a small smile and i actually considered it for a moment but decided against it.

"No thanks, i don't live that far." we both said quick goodbyes and i had to ignore the sad look on his face as i went my way.

The weather was a bit nicer then in the morning, still a bit cold but it wasn't raining, and i wasn't looking forward to getting home but i had a job to get to soon enough.

On my way home i got countless of stares and words thrown at me and even though i'm used to it i felt tears gathering in my eyes as i hurried to get to my old apartment.

'Maybe i should have accepted that ride after all' i thought to myself. But then he would know where i live and i definetly don't want that.

Around 15 minutes later i was unlocking the door of the place i'm forced to call my home.

I let the tears fall down my cheeks as i made my way into the bathroom. I sat on the closed toilet seat and searched through the drawers, quickly finding what i was looking for.

I took the razor in my hand, pulled my sleeve up and let myself relax as all the worries and thoughts flowed away with pain and blood sliding down my arm.

"Just end it, nobody would miss you anyways." i heard in my head which made me cry harder and add another bloody line to my skinny, pale arm.

I sat there for a few minutes before i cleaned myself up, bandaged the new cuts and started getting ready for work.

I left the house with a sigh. All i wanted is to fall asleep and stay in my dreams for a few years, or forever.

The walk to work was a bit cold because of the chilly weather but at least it helped me stay awake and sober up from my sleepy state.

About an hour in my shift i was checking some shelfs and looking for stuff that needed to be filled up before i bumped into someone.

"Sorry." i mumbled as i felt a hand on my shoulder. I panicked for a moment before i saw an all too familiar face.

"Hi." he mumbled quietly. Is he following me or something?

"What are you doing here?" i asked Marcel. I realised how rude i sounded and went to appologize but he cut me off.

"Just came to buy some cereal. Harry said he'll kick me out if i don't bring him some." he laughed it off and i smiled even though i didn't believe him.

"You know the cereal isn't in this part of the store, right." he looked around at the vegetables and fruits and i saw his eyes widen.

"Right. I'll see you around i guess?" he said and before i could say anything he pulled me in a hug and walked away. I stood there shocked for a moment before i was pulled back to reality by another worker telling me to get back to work.

What are these guys doing to me?